Oh well, it could’ve been worse such as the iPhone being shattered into a dozen pieces right after the box was opened. The guy at the AT&T Store did the best he could with what he had so I wasn’t upset with him; better having a live person for the interaction than a remote callmill in Bangalore.
Now I get to spend a chunk of my evening at the nearest Apple Store getting a Genius to look it over, install what the factory failed to do and then test it out. Certainly faster than requesting a replacement but I’ve waited well over a year to swap my aging Sony Ericsson, another couple days won’t kill me. The whole mess did wear me out to the point that I was too exhausted to finish my well-timed GenCon stories. Like I had any energy left over from the stress of work; it’s back-to-school time so the phone is ringing continuously.
Hopefully the Genius will have more luck than the AT&T guy, otherwise I might just stick with my Sony Ericsson and pay the $10 to upgrade my iPod Touch instead.