Consumer reports, up close and personal

After suffering through bad cell phone reception in my apartment for the last two years, I finally went out to buy a new phone yesterday. I walked up to a Verizon kiosk at a local Circuit City, a head full of steam, and waited for an employee to approach me. Quickly, one did.

“Do you need any help?” he said.

I whipped my phone out of my pocket, held it up and said, “Yeah. I need to replace this piece of crap because it doesn’t get good reception.”

Then I looked at the counter in front of me, and saw the same crappy model phone, boxed up and ready to go. I looked to the right of me, and there was the guy buying it. In essence, I just walked up to a guy buying a phone and told him that it sucked.

I felt a little bad, but decided I was doing the guy a service. I’ve already tested it for him. He should know he’s buying a bad phone. And anyway, it’s not like it mattered: He still bought the damn thing. Enjoy it, sucker.

Posted by Jason Feifer at June 19, 2006 12:57 PM