Rick just came in the house and said he’d been trying to call me but my phone has not rung. I tried to call him – nope. So my new phone won’t accept calls or call out. Called Verizon and got a tech voice with a heavy accent and I immediately said to speak clearly and slowly. And guess what his name was – it was JEFF! As if an American name is going to make him American? Yes, I do know it’s the almighty dollar.
Sure enough – after 5 hours and assuring me my data was transferred, my email didn’t work and today I find out they hadn’t turned on the service. The tech suggested that maybe the manufacturer made a defective phone. Oh, good grief!
I’m now installing an update – they couldn’t have done that in 5 hours? It’s enough to make me start drinking beer at 1:30 in the afternoon.