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So Mad I Could Spit
By Moriah on September 7th, 2008
Several of my friends have had terrible experiences with Sprint PCS and its customer “service.” For us, though, Verizon was only worse. So we’ve stuck with Sprint (but admittedly, mostly because my family also uses them and we can talk without using any minutes).
And also, there’s the minor detail of being locked in by a little something they casually call an “early termination fee.”
(Otherwise known as torture on a phone bill.)
However.
I mentioned already that I can’t find my phone. My current suspicion is that the baby threw it in the trash and somehow we missed it. We don’t have a landline, either, so I’ve been rendered utterly disconnected. (If it weren’t for wireless internet, I don’t know what I’d do.)
This evening I even had to send a gmail chat to a friend, asking her to call another friend and tell that friend to check her email, in which I asked if I could drop my kids off to go to the phone store and procure a new phone. Talk about networking.
Anyway, I was able to leave the kids with her (belly and all), and drove out to Sprint.
What an absolute waste of time.
Turns out I have to call an 800 number, report my phone missing, and then wait by the mailbox several days for them to send a new one. And only after I’ve paid a $50 deductible. I’m wondering what on earth good all that insurance money has done me.
And they couldn’t even help me solve Andy’s phone dilemma, and, well, I just can’t think about that right now.
So, yes, we’re having phone issues.
After collecting my kids and returning home, bathing them, and putting the baby to bed, Drew and Madeline were horsing around, running up and down the hallway, and Madeline tripped and fell, knocking a lower baby tooth a little loose.
(That’s when the no-phone thing quickly became more of a scary inconvenience. I had to consciously beat back all the “what-ifs” that immediately came to mind.)
She’ll be fine. I sent a quick e-mail to Ethan, our resident go-to for all things teeth. There’s nothing to be done until Monday (since it obviously wasn’t bad enough to warrant a trip to the ER) and I’ll continue to peek inside her mouth for any discoloration or change.
I gave her some children’s medicine for the pain, and it was obviously starting to work because as we were reading bedtime stories she smiled and excitedly said, “my tooth is all better!”
He said it might take 7-10 days to regain gum tightness around the tooth. So I guess she’ll be eating her fair share of jello and applesauce this week, which will make her quite happy.
(But I still don’t have a phone.)
3 Responses to “So Mad I Could Spit”
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grr! what a hassle, and how disconcerting to not have that pick-up-a-phone convenience with potential medical emergencies!
how did our parents live?! or their grandparents…
And isn’t all this new, fabulous technology we’ve gotten in the last 15 years supposed to make life EASIER?? A plain old home phone (IMO) is still a necessity, but then, I’m rather old :) We also hate Verizon, but we hate ATT too. I don’t think there’s an honorable phone company out there anywhere.
sorry! I hope things end well for you!