What I dislike most about Switzerland : business hours. These people know when they work, when they don’t, and if you work too, you are out of luck. I went back to the mall today to pick up John’s cell phone as the guy I ordered it from on Wednesday told me to (I’m an awesome wife, but that is for another post), and for some reason the phone or plan or something was rejected. The guy told me to call their customer support center (I’m still not sure why I can’t get customer support while I’m standing in the store…), so I walked out of the store and proceeded to call. I wondered why the guy couldn’t just do it for me. Then I remembered as the recorded voice on the other end reminded me that their phone hours are only Mon-Fri 7am-7pm.
So I bought myself a cute jacket to cut the sting of frustration. The retail therapy plan is not sustainable, however, and I’m looking forward to my call to the cell phone company on Monday. And to go back to the store again next week. All during business hours.
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