You might remember that my last Casablanca Authors post was titled, Christmas Came Early. Now I'm saying it came late? What's up with that?
So maybe I lied a little in my last post. Oh, not intentionally. I'd never do that. But, see, what I really wanted for Christmas (besides snow, which I did have Christmas morning) was an iPhone. I am convinced that my life will not be complete without this gadget. The problem was, AT&T said I wasn't due for an upgrade until April 27. 2010.
SIX whole months away.
That was the only thing I told Hubs to get me for Christmas. "Honestly, honey, don't spend money on anything else, because I WILL get the iPhone; it'll just be a few months later." (4!) But, the iPhone and snow? Life would be perfect.
But there was that upgrade date, glaring like a huge, ugly neon-green sign. "YOU ARE NOT WORTHY," it said.
I reconciled myself to the fact that I'd have to be envious of my Kid who was eligible for an upgrade the day after Thanksgiving. I would watch from afar as said Kid accessed email, surfed the web, read books, took reeeeeeeeally nice pictures, had music at the touch of the fingertips... I'm a big girl; I could handle it.
Yeah, that didn't work so well. I became covetous. Jealous even. Of my own Kid. The Kid did take pity on poor mom and allow her to play her backgammon. Access her email occasionally. Fly over Google Earth a few times. Watch some YouTube. A very generous Kid.
But, still, I plotted ways to get my hands on that iPhone. Anything for the sheer pleasure of having the internet at my fingertips. Find out how old Sigourney Weaver is at the NY Eve party? Sure! "Kid, hand over that iPhone!"
Kid did so, albeit not so willingly.
Name of the one-hit-wonder of Stephen Bishop who sang "I Gave My Love a Cherry" in Animal House? Certainly! "Kid, hand over that iPhone."
Grumbling ensued, but eventually the device made it to my hot little hands (the heat could have had something to do with the copious amounts of champagne consumed, but that's neither here nor there).
I HAD to get my iPhone. Remember the Red Ryder BB Gun in A Christmas Story and Ralphie's undying quest for said gun? Yes, my desire for the iPhone reached those proportions.
I called AT&T. Twice. I begged and pleaded, saying I've been a loyal customer for years. Showing them the error of their ways in not letting me upgrade early - I would be paying them the $30 monthly fee for 6 whole months longer! Surely that was incentive for them to give me the upgrade price?
Each time, I was turned down. Politely, and with the most heartfelt customer service, but, really, there was "nothing they could do."
I sighed. I was bummed out. I moped even.
I wanted my iPhone. But I was reconciled to waiting.
Then we went to a NY Day party and someone said, "Judi, that's just wrong. How many years have you been a customer? Didn't your father work for them for decades? Didn't you? And how many phones/lines do you have with them?"
Dang it - that someone was right! I have been a loyal customer. I did work in "the mines" of that office in Wayne, PA. Even got one of my best friends a job there, every summer during college. Dad did work for them, climbing through the ranks to management. My grandfather worked for them back when they were Ma Bell. I was family, for pete's sake!
Armed with this argument - and a good deal of honey, because, really, you DO catch more flies with honey than vinegar - I made another phone call this morning. Spoke to a really nice guy who tried. He did. But he could do nothing. But then, that's to be expected. He was, after all, merely a peon who answered the phone.
I kindly told him it wasn't his fault, but if he could please bump me up to his supervisor, I'd really appreciate it.
Lo and behold, the angel, Jennifer, got on the phone. She was kind. She was understanding. And when I laid it on thick, er, told her about not getting ANYTHING for Christmas because this was all I wanted and they wouldn't let me have it, she said she'd see what she could do. She'd have to write it up and send it to Corporate because they were the only ones who could do the override, but, yes, she understood! She commiserated.
Adding that my birthday is next month, the day before Valentine's Day and you KNOW I get shortchanged on gifts because of that, well, that could only help my case.
So Angel Jennifer dutifully recorded our conversation and told me someone would get back to me, probably within 72 hours, but maybe sooner. She wished me a happy birthday and hoped I'd get the answer I wanted. So did I!
Another lo-and-behold, an hour later I get a phone call (on the Blackberry that just wasn't an iPhone) from Charles who told me - ta da! They were granting my request! They were allowing me to have my iPhone at the upgrade price five months early!!!
Oh, the joy! Oh, the glee! Oh, the adjectives that flowed from my mouth like milk and honey (see that correlation?). The praise I heaped upon Angel Jennifer and her gift with words and corporate reports! "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I gushed. Then off I went to my closest AT&T store to pick up my little gem - an amethyst.
See, I'd already bought a purple gel case for my "baby" back before I didn't know I couldn't have her. I'd already bought her a car charger. I had the cell phone charms set aside - a brand new vinyl mermaid, one of a very limited stash I have left.
I picked her up and grinned like an idiot the whole time. I called Hubs when I got out of the store, my first official call from the new iPhone. (I got his voicemail...)
I drove home, vowing that because I'd spent a valuable hour of my writing time (kids finally went back to school today!) that I wouldn't play with my new toy; that I'd spend the time writing. It was enough that I had "her;" I would enjoy her later. After I met my word count for the day.
Um... yeah. Right. I got halfway through my word count and called it quits. Who was I kidding? I had my iPhone! There were apps to download! Email accounts to transfer over! Pages to bookmark! Research to do to find an app that will allow me to load my latest manuscript and work on it while taking kids to sports/doctor appts/waiting to pick them up from work (still looking for that app; apparently there are several that will let me load MSWord docs, but none will let me edit so where's the help in that? If anyone knows of one, I'd reeeeally appreciate it). There was too much to do with the new "baby" to spend my valuable time writing.
Because, of course, another Child came home from school and had to "see" it since the other Kid won't let this one near their iPhone! sigh.
So, Christmas came a bit late, but it did come.
Now... what do I want for my birthday?
What was your to-die for wish item for the holiday? And if you didn't have one, what about a member of your family?