by tripp
I’m back up and running, though the end of this story is almost as good as the beginning.
I call to activate the phone and I ask the nice girl helping me when the service was killed on my old phone. She said it was sometime yesterday but that someone had called today and tried to change the address for the phone.
Why didn’t it work? It turns out that the guy, even though he figured out what the number was for the phone (which I’m unsure how he did that), couldn’t figure out some basic details about me — starting with my name. Which is good, except, um, it’s there on my voicemail.
Doofus.
So he couldn’t transfer the account like he was hoping to and the old phone is bricked. A doorstop.
What a moron.
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