I’m not very fond of AT & T. In fact, I rather despise them. No offense to the people that work there, although I haven’t had very good luck with them, either.
Every single service I’ve ever had with them has been different degrees of crapola.
Our Uverse bundle package? Sucks.
The internet, cable and phone deal. Blows.
Our cell phone coverage? Sucks.
My old AT & T credit card? Sucks.
Anything with those three letters attached? Sucks.
Honestly, we’ve had nothing but problems with AT & T.
In August, we had Uverse installed. People everywhere bragged about their Uverse and we couldn’t wait for it to reach our part of the subdivision so we could jump on the Uverse Lemming bandwagon.
We had tried so many different services. Comcast, BrightHouse, Dish Network. We were never satisfied. Satellite went out at inopportune times. Slow high speed connections.
Nothing ever lived up to the hype.
So it was settled, we were trying Uverse. Despite the fact that we were not in love with our AT & T cell phone coverage, which we HAVE to have because we have iPhones.
We should have known. What’s that expression…forewarned is forearmed? Yeah…anyways…
The lady who initially installed our Uverse bundle was atrocious. No, really. She was a comedy of errors that went on for hours.
Then the next guy, who was sent out to try to “fix” her mistakes, was hellacious. But nice looking.
And so on.
And so on.
And so on.
Until we are left with wires everywhere and intermittent internet connection. At least, at this very moment, our phones and cable are OK.
But I need my internet or I may die. For real, people. This is definitely a matter of life or death.
This intermittent thing keeps causing my heart to stop and I need to constantly be resuscitated. Er, I mean, we need to constantly reboot the system.
So today, I’m sitting home waiting for our scheduled appointment to have AT & T come and hook up cable in my daughters room. Don’t ask, I don’t believe in televisions in bedrooms (except for mine) but somehow my daughter grabbed all the Best Buy gift cards she received for her Bat Mitzvah and she grabbed her “other” dad (step father who she has so completely wrapped) and he took her to buy a very lovely flat screened t.v.
For her bedroom.
Where there was no cable.
Did I mention that I don’t believe in tv’s in kids rooms?
And, my husband made a little appointment for a Monday. Which required me to sit home on my ass all morning to wait until the service dude arrived.
Between the hours of 9-11, we were told.
After eating a half box of Product 19 dry and countless bite sized Halloween treats later…
The dude shows up. 12:30. He had JUST gotten the call to come to our house.
Great. I love sitting home binge eating and bored, especially when I need to go get groceries and something pretty to wear for no particular reason.
Thankfully and so NOT surprising, the work order was wrong.
Seems that my husband wanted ALL the bedrooms hooked up for internet because all children should have a television in their rooms, even flunkees and a 6 year old.
But, they only had it written to install for one room.
So, I won’t complain about that piece of fuckedupedness except, they better not charge us next time. Because…there will be a next time.
Because my husband still wants the other rooms hooked up with the fabulous Uverse.
I refuse to ever sit home again for AT & T or anything else, for that matter.
Even if it comes with offers of oral sex or an iPad.
I will stay home for a special delivery though. Perhaps new carpet or a brand new formal dining room set. Which, by the way, what is with everyone on Craigslist spelling dining room DINNING room? And who says our educational system is failing the citizens? Ha.
The next time AT & T has to come out, it better be during one of my husbands lovely poker playing, UFC viewing games. He’s already sitting here doing nothing, let him wait for it.
And then, when the service dude is done with screwing up our bundle pack even more, he can sit in on the poker game with the neanderthals and hope that he re-installed the cable correctly. Otherwise they’ll find him in the backyard with the yet-to-be buried cable wires.