Monday, April 5, 2010

"Droid-SMASH!"

I clocked it Brain. It took me 55 mins (that's 5 mins short of an hour) at the Verizon store today. The first 25 mins were spent standing in line. I was the only person in line but they seemed to be averaging about a half hour per customer. The guy in front of me sent his daughter out to get coffee while he stood at the counter. She went out, came back, and they both finished their Starbucks before the woman who had been helping them fixed the problem with his phone.

Then it was my turn.

This is my fourth Droid Brain. OK I lost the first one. My bad. The second one was supposed to be brand new but came with somebody else's pictures of their yard on it. The third one... oh the third one. It would be easier to tell you what DID work consistently and well on it. The navigation. Yep. Just the navigation feature. The phone constantly locked up, wouldn't let me make phone calls, wouldn't let me answer incoming calls, refused to send text messages, screwed up my Yahoo email every chance it got, refused to recognize settings and contact information, randomly changed settings and contact information, included text I never typed in my text messages ... I could go on and on. Every time I go and get a new phone it takes at least an hour at the Verizon store. I loose all my settings and apps and have to redo EVERYTHING. This takes forever and is incredibly frustrating.

So today, after spending ANOTHER hour of my life I'll never get back, wandering around looking enviously at all the other phones that (presumably) actually behave like phones, I had the woman double check that everything worked and that my email accounts were all set up properly. She assured me all was well and i left the store and went home, texting B. to let him know what had happened. Since the text went through OK I was hopeful that all was well and once I spent the requisite 3 or 4 hours getting all my apps back and re-doing all my settings I'd be back in business.

Not hardly.

I just tried to make a simple phone call Brain. The phone tells me I have no contacts. Yeah. It's misplaced 200 plus phone numbers. They're in there somewhere cause when I text a friend the phone brings up the contact numbers just fine. Droid just cant find them when I want to make, you know, an actual phone call.

Up in Dallas this weekend all the guys were teasing those of us with Droids. "Droid" they'd say, mimicking the phone's trademark notification tone, "SMASH!" they'd shout right after.

Yeah, that about sums it up.


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