…And I didn’t lose my shit.
I am patting myself on the back for real for surviving what I am calling the Great Sprint Debacle of 2008. My phone died on Wednesday, my memory card was damaged in the course of being transferred to a new phone, which promptly malfunctioned, and I was finally given a new phone AND a new memory card on Sunday. That’s right, FIVE DAYS of bullcrap, 5 visits to Harlem’s very own Sprint Store, 5 long-ass waits in line with some RILL uncouth people. (It hurts me to say that…but if you’ve ever been to 125th Street, you know exactly what I mean. I will not elaborate.) I didn’t even raise my voice to a customer service rep until Sunday, when after spending 45 minutes in line, I noticed that the nerve under my left eye was twitching, my ears were bright red, and my jaw had set into its granite rage lines – a scary, scary sight. It took everything I could muster to keep from cursing folks out! My restraint was worth it, though: I got replacement batteries and an extra memory card at no cost (the phone is fully insured, but those were extras). Sometimes it pays to keep your head.
My mama woulda been so proud.
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