I believe nothing vents frustration better than being able to write SiriusXM and explain with all the proper gutter mouth I could muster at midnight that Howard Stern should not be training their employees. (And he's sort of outdated and overpaid ... because Howard Stern seems to be kind of a lapdog these days compared to a lot of other comedians or radio personalities.)
I usually blush at saying so many curses, much less writing them, but I told them I was just doing them the same favor by trying to force me to listen and PAY for something useless.
I took on Dell and won, XM, meet your match.
DING, DING. Baby's on the decks. (music reference)
I opened my mail at midnight thinking it was junk, and it was a collection notice from SiriusXM on the car I had wrecked and completely replaced. I blew a gasket because when I was changing all the information the lady I talked to was horrible to me and abrasive and I CALLED THEM to purchase satellite radio. Not good sales strategy. Then, months later, lets not send any mail except the new car and treat me like a criminal. They draft that monthly. Thank goodness I keep receipts... but ooh I was MAD. Aging occurs on hold. Keep me on hold for a long time and be mean, it gets personal.
Luckily they fixed everything because I caught it in time.
Seriously.
And I'm not the radio station.
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