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I’ve been debating about which phone to get for awhile.  Well due to one phone being delayed and me falling in love with a completely different phone than either of the ones I had been considering I am happy to say that I have left T-Mobile and their sucky ass coverage!  I am now down with Sprint and Team Evo!  Yep, Monday evening I went to the local Sprint store and picked up my sleek, sexy new gadget girlfriend.

It took forever to get out the door with it.  They want to set everything up for you and I kept telling the dude I can do all of that myself at home.  Just make sure the phone can make and receive calls before I walk out the door.  He kept insisting saying it was their policy.  I couldn’t remember the password for my main Gmail account to set up my phone so he had me make up a new one.  I told him and my mother that I was just going to wipe the phone and re-enter my regular e-mail address anyway.  Which I did.  He kept bugging me about giving him all 5’s on the customer satisfaction survey.  The look I gave him pretty much told him that wasn’t going to happen.  I only give out all 5’s for exemplary service.  He tried to say that I can’t blame him for the crowd but yeah I can.  Should’ve had more people working there and worked faster to get people out of there.  Then he gave some sob story about if he doesn’t get all 5’s he might not be sitting behind the desk next time I came in.  And?  I fail to see how that’s any of my concern or fault.

Besides taking all damn day to serve me, dude just got on my nerves.  He wanted to transfer my contacts from my old phone to the new one.  Now normally this only requires hooking up a cable from the old phone to their machine and then hooking up the new phone to it.  Of course he’d never heard of my piece of shit old phone and he needed me to take off the battery cover so that he could enter in some numbers stored beneath the battery.  I have never had a phone with a harder battery cover to remove than the Motorola Cliq XT.  At this point, I’m like fuck it!  I’ll just enter all that stuff manually when I get home but no it’s policy.  I’m just glad he didn’t try to transfer my pictures because um let’s just say there are some pictures he doesn’t need to see.  I finally wrestled the case off and dude still didn’t know what he was looking for.  Luckily one of the other guys did.  All that trouble for something that only took a few seconds to read and a few more to enter the number in the device.  *sigh*

The thing that bothered me the most was that dude acted too damn familiar.  You don’t know me.  We’re not friends.  Who the fuck are you to tell me how I should be reacting to getting a new phone?  Just because I’m not acting like Flavor Flav in a BET update of a minstrel show doesn’t mean that I’m not excited about the getting the phone.  Didn’t know I had to audition and snot up like I won the goddamn lottery just to show that I’m enjoying my phone.  Motherfucker acted like he was buying me the phone.  Even if he was I still wouldn’t dance a jig and turn cartwheels over it.  I’m not a very exciteable person when it comes to displaying happiness.  It’s just not me.  I’ve been told that I’m quite impressive when I’m angry though.  Care to see?

Anyway, I’ve had the phone for a couple of days and I’m loving it.  It’s nice to have the latest operating system since I was stuck on a much earlier one for the past month.  I’m still trying to pace myself with adding apps and I still haven’t decided how I want my home screens to look yet but I think it’s a safe bet that I’ll get rid of the calender and the bookmarks.  Haven’t tried out the front facing camera (which I’m officially dubbing as “cake cam”) yet but I’ll get to it sooner or later.  I still haven’t named her yet but she’s mine, mine, all mine!  Only thing left is to see about selling my old phone.  That money can go to the big ass prorated first bill coming.