I understand your frustration, but yelling at me for not carrying cases for a 5 year old phone isn’t going to magically make them in stock. Neither will telling me how long you’ve been a customer; it doesn’t open an exclusive warehouse in the backroom with every item you could ever need. That’s Santa’s sack…
While you’re out on a rampage, you should probably go yell at RadioShack for being out of BetaMax cleaner tapes.
"I just hate how much maintenance I have to do just to make this thing (Atrix) work. If I want to save a contact I have to push a button, if I want to send a text I have to pick the contact…I just hate this damn thing."
(exchanges her Atrix for an iPhone)
"GOD I hate this fucking phone…I have to plug it into iTunes to do anything." (storms off angrily).
Sadly she did not get hit by a bus or anything on the way to her car.
Customer: “I hate Android, it’s too hard. I can’t ever figure out how to go to the home screen” Me: “You hit the button that looks like a house.” Customer: “When you say it like that of course it makes me look retarded.” Me: “I don’t know how to respond to this.”
I want to thank all of you for stopping by my little corner of the technowebs. I’m trying to update as often as possible, but between work being ungodly busy and people not being douchebags I’ve found myself with a lack of inspiration.
So what I would like to do is open this little thing up for submissions…
If you have a story/photo/or whatever that you think would make people chuckle send it to DEARRETAILCUSTOMER@GMAIL.COM and I will do everything in my power to post/respond to you as fast as I can.
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Do people ever walk into grocery stores and start making demands?
"I want a 16 ounce rib eye steak, cooked, and fed to me by virgins. It must be accompanied by a fine red wine, aged 50 years, and served in a crystal goblet. There has to be a full orchestra to play the work of Beethoven while the virgins feed me. Also, I refuse to pay for any of this."
Why is it okay to walk into a cellphone store and make such demands? Fuck off.
One of the best ways to get the best customer service possible is get all doped up on percocet and storm in and yell at people who didn’t sell you anything in the first place. Or wait, maybe that was the exact opposite way you should act. I can never remember these things.
Ma’am the only thing different about your phone is the color. They didn’t make it get better reception, its not faster, and its definitely not more durable. Stop feeling so much better than anyone else because you waited 10 months for a color variant…goddamn iPhone customer stereotype.
You’ve had a smart phone for a grand total of 3 weeks and called me literally 35 times asking me how to change your ringtone. It’s time to accept that you are not intelligent enough to own a smartphone…stick to coloring books.
How do you own a phone for three months and not figure out how to make it ring? You can go into the settings and disable network permissions, but flipping that little switch on the side never crossed your mind? You should probably go stand in the corner and color…
Wearing sweatpants, slippers, and bed head in public pretty much tells the world “I’m not trying today.” Also your parents did not buy you that DVD here so I can’t return it…do you even know where you are right now?
Stop complaining that your battery only lasts three days, I’m lucky to get 10 hours. Your old phone stayed charged for weeks because it had a inch wide display and couldn’t do anything but call. Go sit on your porch and yell at the whippersnappers running by too fast.
I have carefully read through the limited manufacturer’s warning and I can safely say running over your smartphone is not covered as a “factory defect.” Throwing it down on my counter so chunks of broken screen fall around isn’t going to help your cause any either. Chalk this one up as a failure eh?
There’s somethings you just don’t talk about…one of which is how your, “70 year old ass is supposed to make her panties wet” by texting. I think what makes this harder is we started this conversation by you telling me how hard it is to get over your wife’s death. Seems like you’re doing okay….
Don’t tell me you do not have internet access when you are talking to me through a relay operator ONLINE. Copying and pasting your question ten times will not change my answer. I know deaf people use cell phones too, but relay operators are not the way to go about checking on upgrading your phone.
Peeking your head in the door to scream, “I was here first dammit” only works if you actually planned to come in the store and buy stuff…standing out in the parking lot to yell at nobody in particular doesn’t count.
Letting me know I ruined your day by not being someone else really is not the best way of getting on my good side. Remember, you’re trusting that I pushed the “pay my bill” option. By the way…nice side ponytail.
Beat boxing and giving a sweet ass pep talk to yourself about “not forgetting your roots” is a fantastic way to start your day…but why do it in a public restroom? On an entirely different note…you suck at beat boxing.
I know the public restroom seems like the most likely place to do the hokey pokey, but I’m starting to get a little creeped out. Also, just a little FYI, pooping works better when you do it sitting down.