Monday, September 29, 2008

GRRRRRRR!!!

Tonight, I feel angry.The dvd-drive in my computer just stopped working a month or so ago. I've tried reinstalling drivers, I've tried messing around in BIOS, I've tried deleting the drive off the computer...NOTHING worked. Since it's still under warranty, I decided to contact HP via the online chat with a service rep feature.

I spoke to someone with a very Indian name, which I can't remember now, but Emily told me it was a woman's, and she is the queen of Bollywood (Sorry, Holly- she really is), so she would know. S/he supposedly processed my order, and told me that I would have to send back my defective drive upon receipt of the new one. However, they need a credit card number in order to process this. Since it's not a good idea to share credit card numbers over chats, s/he asked for my phone number and two convenient times for HP to call me and get my information. I told her/him Monday, September 22 at 2:30 PM MST, and Wednesday, September 24 at 2:30 PM MST. S/he thanked me and assured me that I would receive a phone call.

The next day I received an e-mail asking me to fill out a customer service survey based on my experience. Since I had not yet had the order completed, I decided not to fill it out yet. Monday and Wednesday came and went. No phone call.

I was a little miffed, so I called HP tonight. There was no record of me ever placing an order for the drive or talking to a service rep. After getting transferred no less than three times, I finally have a new drive coming to me. Supposedly. All 4 of the guys I talked to had THICK Indian accents, too. I couldn't understand them, and they couldn't understand me. And I swear that when one read back an order number, he said it like this (in a different order): "Y as in yellow, D as in deli [or maybe he meant Delhi], R as in Romeo, and S as in She-Ra." Yes, I'm pretty DARN sure that he mentioned the Princess of Power.

I was a little miffed. I've been pricing new computer printers, and I'm definitely not buying an HP. When I hung up, the timer on the phone said 34 minutes. 34 minutes. I could have been watching the ending of Mad Men (darn that jerky Pete! Good for Peggy standing up to him, though!) AND all of How I Met Your Mother. I could have even been reading my textbook for class tomorrow. Oh, well. I filled out the customer service survey while I was on the phone, though. It was not very friendly.

Oh, and I found out today that my brother found my blog, so I'm going to have to start editing myself more often. You'll notice that one post I wrote all about him is gone now...
ACK! I just saw a commercial for yogurt with Richard Simmons. Just when I thought my night couldn't get any worse.

4 comments:

  1. a strange, gopher-like little brown-furred man . . . . .

    I don't remember a post that was completely about me and I read the entire blog. Obviously you have done well at disguising what you are really writing about, or I am too obtuse to understand.

    Oh yeah. And Dude, you shoulda got a Dell.

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  2. Whoever invented outsourcing should be shot...except then we wouldn't have "She-ra" in our international radiotelephony spelling alphabet lexicon.

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  3. I'm totally using "Romeo" and "She-ra" when I tell people the web address to our department's home page. This is going to be totally awesome. Maybe I could work in Hitler too...hum, if only there were an "H".

    Oh, and no worries on the Bollywood thing. I don't claim to be an expert on that. But I do claim to be an expert on EL Fudge cookies. So, tell Emily to back off. Muwahahahahahahahah!

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  4. Oh Jer, sorry about your computer. You always seem to have interesting experiences on the phone with customer service. Lucky you! :)

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