Yes, it continues. Starting with last week a total of 4 hours in two different Verizon stores, with sincere dough-eyed employees who shrug their shoulders as sympathetically as a mortician, all saying the same thing: “I would really like to help you but I don’t know what to do, but here is a phone number you can call.”
Ten more hours on the phone, the longest one lasting over an hour, before I was simply disconnected. Next, I am sent to India, where someone promises me that he can fix everything, and promises to call me back the next day. That was three days ago. Maybe it’s the time difference.
The problem: I have never received a bill, I do not exist in the system, except to be sent disconnect notices and threatening messages on my cell phone. I do not exist on line, in their one bill department, cell phone side or internet side or anywhere. I can’t pay a bill I don’t recieve, an amount that noone can agree on. I have a phone number on my bill that does not exist anywhere, even the area code is not real! I am thinking it might be the area code for hell.
Which if I die, wake up, and a guy in a grey jacket and thick glasses with a whole network of people behind him greets me, then I know where I’ve ended up and what the devil looks like. Can I hold Verizon accountable for losing my religion?
funny stuff. I have a love/hate relationship with Verizon. I love the ease of doing stuff myself on the internet…I HATE going in that store! I have had good luck when I talked to people on the phone….but I guess I just got lucky.
I had a customer yesterday who was telling me what life would be like without electronics when we get bombed by an EMP type of bomb….In his opinion it will be delivered by Iran.
….you are welcome!
I long for the old days of simplicity and,
the day I go home to be with Jesus.