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How Do You Like Those Apple(s)?

I have the new iPhone 5 being shipped to me currently from T-Mobile! Here’s the odd journey that got me to that statement… [this way you can just stop reading if you don't care how]

Yesterday at the Costco Corporate Deli I wanted to withdraw cash to buy breakfast after my workout; only form of payment accepted is cash. No funds available! WTF? I knew I was close, but really? Figured out that T-Mobile charged me twice for my monthly payment. Called this morning, and spoke with Brian.

He advised a glitch in the system has been generating these types of calls but T-Mobile is all over it. I asked about overdraft fees because I got zinged twice. He asked for how much, to which I replied $10 total. He said we can skip all the procedures, reduce my next month’s bill by $10 but I still receive the refund of $89.73. I was chill with that.

Then he asked, “Can I review your monthly bill, rate plan and phone?”
“Go for it, hoss,” I replied.

Enter in dialogue that T-Mobile is no longer having contracts. That’s right! So when mine expires on 2/2/2014 they won’t re-sign. I explained my data usage decreased and/or isn’t a ton anyways, that I lost my Galaxy S, and mainly use Apple products (desktop, and iPod)

So we agreed on this:
Data plan of 2.5GB (vs. 5GB), new phone, insurance all for the same price as I pay monthly for 1) no new phone 2) extended warranty on a phone I longer have 3) an outdated data plan.

The decision was easy! Get the new iPhone 5. I guess thanks to T-Mobile Accounting Software for the glitch that made me not have breakfast yesterday, and for the phone call this morning about my refund! 

This has been your C Note. 'los; out.

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