AT&T, how I loathe thee. With an undying passion. You are the bane of my existence.
My currently swollen, & probably broken, big toe can attest. Apparently, when you've exhausted frustration over inferior & insufficient phone service/quality, you turn to the nearest object & kick it. That object turned out to be a door.
AT&T, I hate you.
Now it's time to slap some frozen peas on my toe & call Verizon.
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