In the last two days I've spent six and a half hours on the telephone trying to get set up to use my new Blackberry with my new service provider, Sprint. Transferred from one person to another, one department to another, one heavily-accented nation to another.
Six and a half hours I could have spent working on urgent projects and earning some dough.
And I still don't have e-mail on my phone. You'd better make this up to me, Sprint.
I am cranky.