Today, the reason for my wonderful mood, are the Telecom people!!!
Now, I have a very simple, decent phone. Ever since I bought it, I have people laughing at me for using this phone, but I've loved my Crystal like my own little baby. Ok. Except when I've got mad after reading something on it and flung it on the bed, and when I've dropped it by mistake. :P
So. My phone has an awesome feature called 'Dual Sim'. Being in my final year, and having so many friends gone away, I decided to take another sim card, and actually see what it feels like.
In my area, Services 1 and 2 provide the best network. I already had 1. So I decided to go for two.
I walked into the shop. 'Numbers dikhiye'. I selected one.
'Kya documents dene honge?' I had the stuff ready. I gave it.
'Do ghante mein aapka number chalu ho jayega, madam', said the shopkeeper.
Happy at my success, I happily continued with my day. True to his word, I could use the phone within an hour and a half of having bought it.
All was beautiful.
Then it happened. That one phone call.
No, it was not anybody asking me if I wanted a loan.
Neither was it a part-time job offer.
I was asked to confirm my identity by the service provider, and I very proudly told her my full name and my area.
The lady at the other end dropped a bomb on me.
'Madam, yeh number Mr. Devanand Kohli ke naam par hai. Aap apne documents re-submit kijiye, aapke paas ke gallery mein'.
Fuming, I went to the shopkeeper to demand an explanation. He saw a copy of my ID proof and said that it was 'unclear' and that's probably why the mistake happened at the gallery.
The only thing that was 'unclear' was my picture on the photocopy, because my glasses had not been printed properly!
Therefore, in the middle of a rather draining week, I took time to go to the gallery.
That guy said the same thing and said, 'Yeh wala bhi clear nahi hai. Aap dobara documents laiye'.
That was it. I yelled at him. I told him, if the passport office was ok with this, then these people should not have a problem.
He says, 'Sorry ma'am, gallery policy', and ignores me.
In a very Bollywood style - Uski yeh majaal?!
I wanted to ask him if he did not have an idea for my problem. But I don't think he was the 'I-understand-sarcasm-and-hence-I'm-smart' sort of a fellow anyway.
Urgh.
All of it for one sim card?
I even took this well. I got a better proof, and went to the shop. He told me that the gallery is open even on Sundays. (Whew!)
I perked up at that and decided to take a little trip there, and be done with it.
The gallery was (swear word) closed.
Now, I'm even wondering if it was worth all that effort!
Oh Gods of Telecom, I pray out to you. Please employ more intelligent people to do your bidding. Have at least one smart fellow in every shop and gallery?
