Climing out of the International Rabbit hole..ranting as i go, ironing out the idiosyncrasies of life....

Wednesday 26 September 2012

I phone, about my Iphone.

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Buying an Iphone – the bit they don’t tell you.




I like most people, are have been looking at the new offering from apple ever since it was announced. As it happened I was due an upgrade at the rough time of release and I ordered my very own iphone, but the journey was not an enjoyable one.
The first stage of buying an iphone  is to have the money, which is no small feat for an unemployed student, however I happened to have the cash at the time. I had read about the huge sales in the first weekend and how most shops are sold out. Apple in fact sold 2.1 million iphone during the first weekend, and this was enough to inform me that It would be a wiser choice to order the item online, which suited me perfectly as I was more comfortable on my sofa anyway.
My first issue arose when the bank decided that because I had recently changed my Address, I must be a fraud. ‘CARD DECLINED, CONTACT PROVIDER’ was the message I saw. This was no real issue because I could simply transfer my father the cash and he could order it on my behalf, this was not the case.  The bank, in all their wisdom, decided to block my card for online money transfers for a week, great. Now for the next part of the story, it is imperative for you to realise that my personality is a toxic blend of laziness and hot headedness, the laziness stung me first, I thought that I could simply go to a cash point and withdraw the cast to give to my father and then he could pay from his card which would eliminate the problem, but as aforementioned I am lazy; I decided to ask my friend who was at my house at the time to go to the cash point for me.  I told my friend my pin and he went off to the cash point, however, two minutes later I get the call to say he had forgotten however he had already got the pin wrong twice, no matter I said try it again, just make sure you get it right. He did, but by the third attempt it was too late. The bank had now blocked my card for cash removal. There was no other option but to call the sodding bank, and sure enough I was greeted by an animated tone informing me how busy the call department was and that I would have to wait for 45 minutes, well its either wait or no iphone so like a materialistic sucker I waited patiently.

When I finally got to an adviser I was immediately transferred to the fraud department, who told me that I had been making to many changes to my account and I was far to irregular with my spending habits, I calmly informed them that I wanted an iphone and that I was prepared to create social anarchy to get one, which did not work.
“Im sorry MR. Hilferty, but your going to have to come into a branch to sort this out”.
Like a baby I ran to my father and got him to buy it, and have since had the same problem twice over the space of a weekend, the fraud department now know me on a first name basis. A quick tip for those who experience similar problems; if you ask to speak to a employee of higher authority, what that means to the call centre worker is to put you on hold for 20 minutes.

It is my wish one day to become rich, and once I have I shall buy Halifax; let see if Halifax block my card when I’m trying to buy Halifax, now that would be an interesting call to the fraud department.