Slow down there Fireball

I've been getting spoiled these last couple weeks because Damla has been coming down to Indy. This past weekend she was down again and this time J.B. came too!! Friday night we had family night and hit up Ocean World as is the tradition in my family. Saturday Damla and I hit the tennis courts and played our first sister vs sister tennis match. I lost...but I'm determined to have a rematch. I hadn't played tennis since March and being back on the courts made me once again realize how much I miss the game. So, I think it's time for me to sign up for a league. I'll keep you posted.

Saturday night we went out in Broad Ripple and met up with some of J.B.'s friends. I always like meeting new people so that was fun! The night flew by and before I knew it, it was time to head home. Damla was super cold so she was walking as fast as possible back to the car when some guys across the street yelled "Slow down there fireball, yo shooooes gonna catch on fire". Possibly my favorite quote ever.

On a different note, last year, someone I know (I think it was Damla) made the New Year's Resolution to be nicer to Customer Service people because it's not there fault that something went wrong with your product. They're just the people who signed up to deal with it. I have to say that I thought it was a pretty good resolution. Probably one I should consider taking on myself. However, at the same time, I think someone should hear how frustrated someone is with the product of their company (or possibly the employees of the company) and maybe that Customer Service person will get sick of all the complaints and pass them up through the ranks so that something can be done about it.

Thursday Kamm and I decided to be spontaneous and hit up the Michael Franti concert at the Murat. For those of you who don't know who he is, don't feel bad because we didn't either. But after a split second decision to purchase his CD from iTunes we decided we really liked him. It brought back memories of when I wanted to put my hair in dreads the last semester before I graduated. But even I wasn't willing to go that long without showering for the look. It's really hard to take pictures at concerts unless you havea really good camera. I had my iPhone and Stef had her camera but we just couldn't get it to happen. Below is the best I could do.
But more important then seeing Michael Franti's face, please notice the giant Converse sneakers hanging from the ceiling.
Today I called AT&T who I have never liked but was forced to get when I got the iPhone. I wonder if Apple no longer made AT&T mandatory, how many people would actually stay with them. In August, I went in to the AT&T store to get my company discount applied to my bill. Apparently a lot of people have been abusing this privilege so now they make you pay $36 in order to get the discount. I thought it was kind of stupid but I figured I'd have my phone long enough to reap the benefits, so I went with it. They did indeed charge me the $36 but of course when I went to check this month for the actual discount, it didn't appear. When I called customer service, I sat there while the lady research for about 20 minutes and then goes "so your discount is 10%"....yes... I waited another 10 minutes for her to do some research and finally asked "are you still there?" b/c I hadn't heard her speak up in a while. Nope. She wasn't.

So after having wasted 30 minutes, I called back again and talked to some guy. He explained that I don't qualify for the discount because I have the original iPhone. You would think that the people in the store would have asked me that. I mean, how else was I supposed to know? And why is it only the original iPhone that doesn't qualify? I didn't have the patience to try and figure that out today. That will be a phone call I make when I'm too tired to argue because I have a feeling I won't like the answer.

In conclusion, I hate you AT&T...and Apple too if it's your fault I can't get this discount. It's a shame I love my iPhone as much as I do.