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So we left to go get me a phone. The main T-Mobile store was closed fifteen minutes before we got there, but we needed to go to the maul anyway to return a game that stanieldaniel purchased, so we figured that we would hit the kiosk there.

We arrive and see a giant, sweaty guy helping a couple in front of us. I pick out a phone and we wait patiently, though this tall, imposing man in black was trying to cut in front of us. When the giant, sweaty t-mobile rep was done with the couple, he ignored the guy in black and turned to me, which won him points.

The ONLY points he received for the rest of the transaction.

I say "I want this phone." Sweaty guy (who has a voice that sounds as if he's gargled razor blades daily for the last fifteen years) tries to look up my account, but hits a slight snafu. When I tell him that we had the phone reported stolen and suspended service on it, he said that there's nothing he could do for us. (Although he's a "licensed honorary t-mobile representative".) He then says "I can sell you a used phone." and starts yoinking out random phones from his drawers and slamming them around inside the drawer and on his desk. "Twenty bucks."
"No, I want a new phone."
"Well, I don't get paid for an upgrade. I'll sell you a SIM card for ten bucks."

He then continues to berate my brother for not having a spare phone around that he could implant the SIM card into.

We ended up buying the SIM card (for which he fished for change in his wallet) and got a receipt that read "Diamond Cellular, Battle Ground, WA"... at least if I'm out $10... hell, what's another ten bucks ontop of everything else?

There's other things, too, but I'm feeling generally dejected and ill about... everything... and don't feel like going into it anymore.

As my brother pointed out, every one of my coworkers knows that I'm starting school this week and that I just received my student check. They all know which locker is mine. It's fishy that my locker out of everyone's was picked out for the theft.

I want to believe whole-heartedly that this was an outside job, that this had been done by the teenagers. I've always said that I love my coworkers to death, that we're a close-knit family that always has each others' backs. To suddenly be aware that one of them could have done this to me, probably with the intention of something much, much worse (i.e., my bank card) hurts just about more than I can handle.

In the meantime, I shall be without house keys and a phone until further notice. I hadn't realized how much of a security blanket having that phone was. It was my watch, my sanity (via texting), my Is There Should Anything Arise and I Need to Make an Emergency Call thing.



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Jan. 8th, 2007 02:39 am (UTC)
It's bizarre how paranoid you feel when you don't have a phone, even if you never use it/swore you would never have one.

Anyway, I hope it's all resolved SOON and you can find beyond a shadow of a doubt that none of your coworkers had anything to do with it.

Love and positive vibes, all the way, I hope you feel better.
Jan. 8th, 2007 02:44 am (UTC)
I hope, for your sanity, that it was an outside job. I just found out how much it sucks to not be able to trust part of the cooworker family yesterday and that does not feel very good. Good luck and hang in there!!
Jan. 8th, 2007 03:30 am (UTC)
o.O What a sleezeball phone dude.

He should have been able to sell you a *new* phone instead of some grotty old trade in that's likely been abused to death and like likely last all of two days after selling it to you. Hope you can get to a T-mob store tomorrow and get something shiny. And yeah, the account was goofed up. He should have made a phone call and/or had you talk to T-mobile about the account. In my dealings with them on the phone, T-mobile has been pretty decent.

Stupid query: does your store sell phones, or have a rep there? He might be able to make you a deal. :wink:
Jan. 8th, 2007 01:19 pm (UTC)
Well, I guess one just have to belive that it was not a co-worker until anything else is proofed. Life is simply too sad if you walk around suspecting every one.

I once shared a room with a Kleptomaniac, I had noticed that some stuff had gone missing from my locker (his key worked to my locker as well) but I wrote it off as my bad memory. It was things like a bit of money, soft drinks and candy.

Well I also kept my empty bottles in there (we get some money back when we return them) and they would go missing, but that was apparantly something the whole "house" was in on.

yeah, well it was weird as I never suspected him, untill one day he all of the sudden had an awful lot of money and everybody elses was missing. . . He claimed his aunt had stopped by and given them to him (lik 200$).

I never claimed that he was bright.

what was I saying? oh yeah, nothing to do, but take extra porcations when you have check or something like it.
Jan. 8th, 2007 08:56 pm (UTC)
People really have a way of being not amusing... why on Earth wouldn't he sell the phone? it is stupid.
Jan. 11th, 2007 06:19 pm (UTC)
I'm so sorry that your stuff got stolen. That is the worst feeling in the world :(
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