Yesterday my crackberry died a slow and painful death. It had been twitchy for a few days, and then I lost the ability to send a text message. Then I couldn't make calls, but could receive them.
I hustled my ass to the nearest Verizon store, ready to buy a new phone. Because? Can't be without my phone. No intervention necessary. I like it this way.
The Verizon store guy could not figure out what was wrong with my phone. That's OK. Just give me a new one. NOW, please. But he didn't have another Blackberry Pearl in stock. Why? Because stupid Verizon is why. And stupid stocking of a million Blackberry Storm touch screen phones that kind of suck is why.
So I ask him if he can get me a new Pearl. And he calls around and he finds one and YAY he can have it there the next day (today) and he'll call me at noon and then I can have it and life will be good again.
But last night, I decided to talk to my main man, Mr. Google, who is probably the smartest mo fo you ever did meet. And Mr. Google said I should remove the battery and do a hard reset on my crackberry. And I did. And it worked. And my phone is not twitchy and it works.
But the Verizon store guy? He called at 4 p.m. and left a message letting me know he had a Pearl in stock for me to pick up and when did I want to come and get it? Because he knew I wanted it right away.
Now what do I do? Am I morally obligated to buy the new phone, even though I don't need it anymore?
On the plus side: the new phone will be shiny, whereas my current phone, while it works, is no longer shiny and new. And I do love shiny and new.
On the minus side: $200 for a new phone when my phone is working fine. Actually, $100, because there is a $100 rebate. Which means IF I REMEMBER to mail in the receipt, I get $100 back. IF.
And on the it's not my fault anyway side: he said he'd call at noon, and didn't call until 4 p.m. If I really did NEEEEEED the phone as desperately as I said I did, wouldn't I have gone out at 12:01 and hit another Verizon store? Did he expect me to just wait around forever for him to call me? Who the hell does this guy think he is, anyway? Do I have nothing better to do?
So isn't this pretty much all the Verizon guy's own fault anyway? Seriously. If he had had the phone in stock last night when I NEEEEEDED it, I would have bought it and that would have been the end of that.
PS: I would love to have a hot iPhone boyfriend, but my soul has been sold to Verizon, no take backs.