Verizon Disaster
Submitted by: Freeze
For the past week my phone has been all fucked up, cant get or receive calls. So mother’s day rolls around and my dad asks me if I want a ride to the Verizon store, to see what’s wrong with it and if it could be fixed. On the ride there I make sure I delete all my pictures of weed and beer, all my texts about it, etc, in case my dad were to go through my phone for some reason. When we get there, I walk up to the service desk, and the guy comes out from the back. He’s like 25, earrings, tattoos. I hand him my phone and tell him how it’s just not working. He then proceeds to open the back of it, and at that exact moment I realize I had a paper back there. Not a huge deal, except for the fact my dad was standing right next to me. As soon as this guy sees the paper, he gets an instant smirk on his face. He lifts it up with two fingers and starts shaking it so it’s crinkling around and says, "Oh, excuse me, sir? Do you need this?" My dad had been staring at the ground out of boredom but as soon as he heard the word sir he immediately assumed it was him, so he looked up. Now my dads a mere 2 feet away form this guy shaking the paper that came out of my phone. After hurriedly telling the guy I didn’t need it and to throw it away, my dad goes, "Wait, what was that piece of paper? Do you need that? What was it?" So I’m scared shitless here, and I just go "Uh well that was a piece of paper I write new numbers on because my, uh, contacts is uh full." For whatever reason, he bought it and went back to staring at the ground. From the back I hear the guy’s muffled voice, and a bunch girls and guys start laughing, I realize at this point I’m the laughing stock of the entire Verizon wireless service department. It gets better. After like 20 min of standing there thinking about whether my dad bought it or was just so pissed he didn’t want to talk to me, the guy finally comes out with my phone. He comes out with the same smirk on his face, and walks up to me and my dad. He goes, "Yea...found the problem with your phone...seems there was something in there that shouldn’t have been there...but ill get back to that. There was also a problem with your antenna." He’s talking to my dad, but staring at me with the same stupid smirk on. Then I start thinking, and I remember I take out my antenna and use it to push down blunts, so I’m thinking maybe I bent it or some weed got stuck in it or something. So pretty much this guy has my fate in his hands, and he knows it. I’m nervous as shit and he goes "Yea...your antenna was a little bent, but I put in a new one." Whew. That was obstacle number one. "But the phone itself was messed up. It seems there was something in there that shouldn’t have been. Why don’t you ask your son if he knows." Shit, I’m bagged, I’m thinking to myself. So I just go "Uhhh I don’t know. What was in it?" so he keeps on smiling and says, "Yea, it’s not easy for me to say this, but there was something very bad in the phone....it was dust.” My heart dropped to the floor and I instantly hated, yet respected this guy. He was fucking with me from the beginning, and did a damn good job. As we were walking away he yells, "Yea, I put in a different antenna. It should get a little....higher.....than the last one. You have a good one" and walked away.
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