My very first Pit thread.
I moved last month, and of course I had to get all my utilities moved over to my new apartment. Many of them took the opportunity to [del]sodomize me[/del] charge installation fees. I was expecting this. I was dismayed when the cable/internet guy charged me $55 for installaton, in addition to the first month’s bill, but at least he came out to my apartment and did some work. (He had to replace a wall socket that the painters had painted over, plus hook up the cable and the cable modem.) The next couple of bills were not bad. The electric company charged me a whopping five bucks to switch the electricity over to my name. And the gas company (actually a billing service that is contracted by my apartment complex :dubious: ) didn’t charge me anything. Then came the phone bill.
A month ago, I asked the person at AT&T for a basic phone plan. I got one that costs about $35 or $36 per months. OK, thanks guys. They warned me that the first bill would probably be double, for both November and December. Fine, whatever. A few days ago, I registered online and started watching for my first bill. Today, I see that it’s ready.
$119 :eek:
I look around the website for a phone number, so I can call and ask, “WTF?” The customer service link leads to a web form. No dice; my bile wants something more immediate. I check the phone book, find the number for billing inquiries, and call. The next five minutes are spent navigating the dreaded automated customer support system. (I hope there’s a special place in Hell for the person who invented that monstrosity.) Finally I get a real live person. She’s a lady, and she sounds young and has a bit of a southern accent. Aw, Jeez, I can’t be rude to her. The one time I actually want to get some Pakistani guy who can barely speak English, so I can rant and curse to no effect, and instead I get someone who sounds like a major babe. God is testing me; I just know it.
I force myself to be polite, and ask the customer support chick why my bill is so high. She confirms that it’s for two months, and then adds that there is a $45 installation charge. I said “thank you” and hung up.
Fourty-five dollars? For what? I know damn well that their “installation” consisted of someone at the central routing station typing a few commands into a computer to switch my line on. Grrr. Bastards. The cute-sounding chick told me that the sales guy was supposed to tell me what my first bill would be. He didn’t. It’s not that I can’t afford to pay it or anything, but it’s a rather unpleasant experience to sign up for a $35/month phone plan, and get a bill for $120.
My cable company is going to be offering phone service soon. I’m going to have to check that out.