white goods
I got a new phone last week. Then I woke up yesterday morning and placed it, quite carefully, in a glass of water as I surfaced from my sleep. Today a replacement came from the SKU man who reminded me more of a well organised drug courier, with his compact mixture of ziplock bag, plain white card boxes and a funky handheld gadget to record our encounter. I contemplated all the excess that came with my original phone (which had nothing to do with the actual sale) and wondered if it was truly necessary. These boxes still litter my living room yet the white box has performed its function and is in the recycling bin awaiting pick up.
My old phone, bearly a year old, was swapped for £150 credit and I'm now on a much better deal than before - so go see what the man can do for you!
Posted by stupot at February 21, 2009 11:55 AM
It happens. Reminds me of the time my husband leaned over and his cell phone jumped out of his shirt pocket and landed in the dog's water bowl....
Posted by: Barbara at March 5, 2009 09:27 PM