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I hate my phone.

When I first got it, there were calls I would never get and it would later notify me that I had voicemail. There would also be an icon.

It's two years and several drops later.

Now, there are calls I don't get, it rings once or until I flip it open, and then it tells me nothing. The ringing is now a notification that, in a few minutes, I'll have a voicemail. Additionally, the icon is now gone, so it's the *only* indication I have a voicemail. If the phone is off for any amount of time while someone calls, I have to dial my voicemail or else I'll never know whether or not I have any.

My phone is shit. Verizon is shit. By August/September, I will have a new phone with different service. I don't care if Verizon has been good for other people; it sucks for me and they can kiss my ass.

Fuck 'em.


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