(rolls up her sleeves)
I am about to deliver the world's biggest beatdown to Wireless Solutions in W-brook, Illinois. Not only do I have to drive from downtown Chicago to said location, but I am taking precious daytime away from what I really need to be doing: buying the pair of black Cole Haan pumps on sale at Bloomingdale's, buying a new suit, and cleaning the crap out of my apartment. So thanks, cell phone #3 in two weeks for deciding at approximately 8:45 p.m. last night that life just wasn't worth living anymore.
I freaking hate you, and your two other fallen comrades that preceded you. I am going to march into that store eyes ablaze, guns drawn, shaking in fury. At this point refunding me my money and putting service back on my old messed up phone isn't enough. I want Dan and Mike who will be standing behind the counter to feel my fury, my insanity, my uncontrollable rage.
There will be blood.
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aw, the poor wee suicidal phone. :(
Dude seriously. That is some ridiculous shit.
Tmobile takes care of you. Switch!
So guess what you two- when I got to the store yesterday it had closed 30 MINUTES EARLIER. I stood outside the door and tried not to cry. Thankfully my parents live nearby so I went home and hung out with my dad all night watching The Wire and drinking beer. The place doesn't open again until Monday.
Jamie Lovely, you bring up a good point. I'm really thinking about switching to T-Mobile, but I want to know how much does it cost to break my Verizon contract, and is it possible to keep my same number? Probably not... :(
I'm going to give these people the chance on Monday to give me my Blackberry. If they refuse, I collect the manager's name and number, get my $32 refund, kick stuff, and cancel my contract then and there. Should be interesting.
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