As I was writing about plans changing yesterday…
That’s exactly what happened yet again. The plan was then made for today – the plan to get the last bits of the song recorded. ARGH.
While waiting I had the distinct pleasure of spending about an hour and a half on the phone with AT&T and Apple. While I appreciate their dedication to making the consumer feel good with their service, I really would be even happier if the product I was making use of actually worked as it’s intended to work.
I’ve spent a great deal of time on the phone with them over the past several weeks. It’s resulted in lost time from getting work done (and you hopefully know what I feel about that from yesterday’s post). It’s also resulted in getting yet another replacement phone and a whole lot of conflicting information as to what could be causing the issue.
Despite all the cordial people I’ve spoken with about the iPhone at both companies, it’s now starting to get extremely tiring having to constantly resolve the issue of the two main factors of the device – the phone and the data pipeline. It’s a little early to tell if this new phone will have the same issue of dropped calls (no AT&T you don’t have the least dropped calls of any network, not by a long shot). But it’s not too early to know that the data network and this new phone have not been in agreement. It can’t remain connected to the 3G. Hell it’s even having trouble staying connected to Edge. Which is extremely frustrating. AT&T thinks they have the fastest 3G network, however I have yet to get any good experience with it.
Because of the whole phone nature of what I’ve been typing I’m going to let you in on an artist that has passed away, Chris Whitley. He has several super amazing blues albums. This particular song you should be hearing right now (provided you’re reading this on Single of the Day) is called Phone call from Leavenworth. It’s a smokin little ditty. Actually a whole lot of his material is smokin.
This particular song jumped into my head because of the slightly dark nature of the tune the idea of having to make a phone call from prison. Though the customer service reps of both companies have been pretty sunny, the idea of having to make all the calls to them makes me feel like I’m in prison trying to get out.
I had the fortune to see Chris perform live before he passed away a few years ago. He was a powerful performer, no doubt. He stood on the stage with him, a resonator guitar, a plank of wood and a microphone, then proceeded to slay the audience with his songs. Impressive.
Can you feel the vibe in the song?
Dig it? Go get it now!