I've been exhausted, a wreck. I tried to meet with our mastering engineer, but it didn't work-out. Finally, my annoying trainer went home to OK. I'm being a dick here, but damn, some people talk too damn much. I am purposely skipping around because I'm a bit hazy (if you know what I mean). Here's the deal: I ask at the cancer center how I can get to Boston. I wait 1 and 1/2 hours for a fuckin' taxi at the end of the day. I'm in a bit of a rush to get to the Sprint Store to get a new phone.
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The day before, I walk into the Sprint store after going to the one that is closest to the hotel. The "kid" at the counter tells me that the Sprint store 2-5 minutes down the block has a bigger selection of phones, so I should go down there. I do. I sign-in and wait ~10 min. My name is called and I know what new phone I want, so I tell the guy at the terminal. He goes through the proper procedures and applies all the discounts I'm eligible for ($150.00). [the deal is that I'm eligible for $150.00 off of the the ORIGINAL price] and then he tells me that the total is $73. blah blah blah. at this pint I look him and am fully convinced he's speaking Chinese and turn to him and say (in the midst coherence), I say, "huh?". I swear at this point , he's speaking Swahili or Greek, or Japanese. I say again, "What?". I simply run out of the store screaming, "YOU SUCK...BOSTON SUCKS...SPRINT SUCKS...but I'll be back tomorrow to finish my transaction...THANK YOU!". I will finish this tomorrow, or later...bye.
< background >
The day before, I walk into the Sprint store after going to the one that is closest to the hotel. The "kid" at the counter tells me that the Sprint store 2-5 minutes down the block has a bigger selection of phones, so I should go down there. I do. I sign-in and wait ~10 min. My name is called and I know what new phone I want, so I tell the guy at the terminal. He goes through the proper procedures and applies all the discounts I'm eligible for ($150.00). [the deal is that I'm eligible for $150.00 off of the the ORIGINAL price] and then he tells me that the total is $73. blah blah blah. at this pint I look him and am fully convinced he's speaking Chinese and turn to him and say (in the midst coherence), I say, "huh?". I swear at this point , he's speaking Swahili or Greek, or Japanese. I say again, "What?". I simply run out of the store screaming, "YOU SUCK...BOSTON SUCKS...SPRINT SUCKS...but I'll be back tomorrow to finish my transaction...THANK YOU!". I will finish this tomorrow, or later...bye.
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