{"id":2447,"date":"2011-05-03T16:06:59","date_gmt":"2011-05-03T23:06:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/?p=2447"},"modified":"2025-05-23T17:32:25","modified_gmt":"2025-05-23T22:32:25","slug":"how-att-made-me-a-violent-person-tuesday-may-3rd","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/how-att-made-me-a-violent-person-tuesday-may-3rd\/","title":{"rendered":"How AT&#038;T Made Me a Violent Person- Tuesday May 3rd"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am a pacifist.  I don&#8217;t believe in the death penalty, or in rejoicing in Osama Bin Laden&#8217;s death.  I think state-sanctioned murder is wrong.  I hate war.  I can&#8217;t watch boxing or scary movies.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Then, I encountered AT&#038;T.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Actually I have long been a wireless AT&#038;T customer, in fact my first cell phone was with Cingular- which became AT&#038;T.  I had a few struggles in the early &#8217;00s but really they were my fault.  If you don&#8217;t pay your bill for a few months things get hairy, and you can&#8217;t really blame anyone but yourself.  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>But you know how when you have to do something for work that you&#8217;ve been assured will be &#8220;no problem&#8221; so you tell your boss that it&#8217;s &#8220;no problem&#8221; then the next thing you know it&#8217;s a huge effing problem?  And since you were the one who kept naively repeating what your AT&#038;T rep told you: it&#8217;s no problem it&#8217;s no problem its no problem- suddenly you look like either an idiot or a liar?  Or more precisely: an idiliar.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s the position I found myself in today when I was on put on hold for the fourth time in two hours. When the unsuspecting fourth AT&#038;T customer &#8220;service&#8221; rep got on the phone I had to explain the problem.  Again.  I had to ask the person that if I sounded like a complete bitch to forgive me, it wasn&#8217;t his fault that the company he works for is obviously manufacturing a complicated conspiracy aimed at causing my co-worker and I to suffer aneurisms.  I had to temper the hysteria in my fake laugh and fakely say &#8220;No problem!&#8221; when I was put on hold again when what I really wanted to do was smash the phone into my desk until it was an unrecognizable pile of Chinese manufactured plastic. <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>While I sat on hold for another 15 minutes my mind wandered.  It ended up at a terrible place. <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>DISCLAIMER: I don&#8217;t know very many facts.  I have a lot of vague theories based on things I heard while half-listening to NPR and driving badly.  Sometimes I later discover that I actually had the radio tuned to KISS FM and it was Drex, not Michelle Norris, spouting off on the housing crisis.  I try and be careful, which is why I&#8217;m warning you that I might not have this right&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>If the Supreme Court decided that a corporation has the same rights as an individual (an American individual- not someone from the Arab world who&#8217;s been imprisoned at Gitmo for the past 10 years with no hope of facing a trail or a judge or being treated humanly or being charged with an actual crime) then theoretically a corporation should have the same vulnerabilities as an individual (being picked last for the softball team, getting too drunk at a breast cancer benefit and barfing in a fancy hotel lobby bathroom, repeatedly crashing their car into the cement pole next to their parking spot).  And if a corporation can drive me to a level of rage-induced insanity I didn&#8217;t know I was capable of&#8230;perhaps I am capable of committing a violent act after all.  Perhaps, if I could, I would murder AT&#038;T.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>I feel terrible writing that.  What kind of a person am I?  Even a thought-experiment about murdering a non-human makes me horrified by myself.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Then the AT&#038;T rep got back on the line.  &#8220;Huh,&#8221; he said &#8220;I think the person you spoke to earlier gave you the wrong information&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know what he said after that.  I came to a few minutes later, with my co-worker hovering over me with a worried expression on her face as my arms and legs jerked against the floor in spasms.  &#8220;What happened?&#8221; I asked.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I think you short circuited&#8221; she replied.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes yes,&#8221; I said impatiently, &#8220;but did they fix the line?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>She nodded, &#8220;it&#8217;s fixed&#8221;.  I burst into wracking sobs.  My murderous rage was washed away by the tears of accomplishing a feat comparable only to climbing Mount Everest or hunting crocodiles with my bare hands or getting my Comcast cable fixed.  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>In the end, my pacifist nature prevailed.  For now. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am a pacifist. I don&#8217;t believe in the death penalty, or in rejoicing in Osama Bin Laden&#8217;s death. I think state-sanctioned murder is wrong. I hate war. I can&#8217;t watch boxing or scary movies. &nbsp; Then, I encountered AT&#038;T. &nbsp; Actually I have long been a wireless AT&#038;T customer, in fact my first cell &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/how-att-made-me-a-violent-person-tuesday-may-3rd\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;How AT&#038;T Made Me a Violent Person- Tuesday May 3rd&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2447","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2447","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2447"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2447\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3412,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2447\/revisions\/3412"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2447"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2447"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2447"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}