Ok its all over… I’ve jumped ship… my love affair with Apple is over… well it will be till I can afford an iPad but I’ve ditched my iPhone for a brand spanking new Samsung Galaxy II.
Now all you phone geeks don’t start telling me I’ve bought the wrong one and I should have the got the gobbeldy gooky geek special editionsuperphoneythingy endorsed by FBI and CIA and MI5. I’m just glad I’ve got something that works, though if I didn’t have the tech support of my daughters BF I could still be trying to find the On button.
I have loved my iPhone and indeed it is still sitting on the coffee table – mainly because I haven’t worked out how to get my music off it and onto the new phone. However the tariff was becoming increasingly onerous in these austerity times and as the upgrade was due, why not have a change. Which is where the fun really started.
Now I may be of advancing years, but I do understand a little about modern technology and if nothing else I am an experienced purchaser of consumables – indeed my training for this years Run For Life will consist of power walking the shopping malls and department stores of the UK. So having done some careful research… ie what looks good, stylish and can be purchased in diamante I ventured into the high st outlet of my provider. The world may well be Orange, however, having clearly stated that I wished to become an android in order to reduce monthly outgoings and spent a delightful 20 mins going through my usage I could not quite understand how what was finally presented to me was a monthly amount higher than that I already part with.
Puzzling on this failure of basic sales technique I retreated to consider. Then a blinding stroke of luck fell through my door, my current internet and phone provider had what looked like a belting deal cutting my monthly bill to mere pennies. Just pop into the local store it said.. brilliant, we have one of these stores in our shopping mall. This was going to be the deal of the century coming up. I set off already rehearsing how I would describe this triumph to my colleagues and friends, and instantly be promoted to local moneysavingexpert. Oh how pride comes before a fall… arriving at the retail outlet I could spot an assistant inside but the doors were firmly locked. However, instantly someone more on the ball and clearly having read the Virgin sales training manual – Rule number one -open the shop, materialised with a key.
Producing my flyer with the mega deal but explaining I’d like to see what else was available, I stood back and waited for details of the bargain of the century. Assistant Number 2 (the one who had read the manual but clearly only how to open the door) plucked a fruity phone from the display and said – Is this what you want? and started to head to the till. Assistant Number 1 continued to read his newspaper. I explained patiently that was not what I required that I wished to become an Android. Treating me to a sceptical look he rummaged in a case, picked up a random handset and said – we’ve got this one… I think its good. Gritting my teeth I enquired what was the tariff and in particular levels for internet browsing and usage . At this point he had to defer to No 1 who lifting his eyes from the newspaper gabbled something which clearly indicated he considered me an idiot incapable of telling a mega bite from a mosquito bite.
But as you can see I am now an Android, I’m still searching for the perfect cover (don’t get me started on the accessory sales people). I have it courtesy of a well-known Warehouse who don’t just sell Phones for Cars. Charming sales people interested in what I wanted, asked me pertinent questions, didn’t patronise my stupid questions, saved me money, transferred all my contacts and most importantly, gave me a choice of colour.
I may just pop back to the other stores and check if they work on commission…..