So today I feel a little frustrated. Argentina is not a first world country. Their technology, safety standards and
sanitation is not the most…up to date.
So my frustrations today are stemming from the subject of cell phone
usage. Okay, cell phones, things here
and in the states are somewhat similar.
You can obtain a cheap pay as you go cell phone, or you can sign up for
a contract with a company and chose a plan and minutes and all that jazz. Because of the fact that we are poor as dirt
right now, my husband and I got a cheap pay as you go special. Before I elaborate on the Olympian process it
took to obtain this I will first say that Argentina has the tendency to do
things a little…”half assed”. Example,
we went to the cell phone store called Movie Star and asked for a pay as you go
cell phone. We discovered that even
though it is pay as you go and does not require a contract, you still need to
show some type of documentation showing that you are an Argentine citizen in
order to buy a phone. Bummer. Except I am lucky and I have several
Argentine friends and one of them was nice enough to accompany my husband to
the store and we used his document to obtain a phone. It should have been smooth sailing form there
right? Ha! Okay so now we need to activate the thing and
get our number. Most pay as you go cheap
phones in the states require that you dial a number and follow some easy
instructions in order to activate your phone.
Here? No way, that would be too
easy. No, instead an employee at the
store told my husband that we would receive a text message with our phone
number, and we would have to wait a few hours for it. Hours turned into days which turned into weeks
and no message. Our cell phone might has well have been a paper weight. We tried a couple of times to go to the cell
phone store, but it was either ridiculously busy or closed. Then we were told
we needed to go back to the exact store where we purchased out cell phone in
order to get the pin. This was going to
require a 40 minute bus trip since we had since then moved. When I
told my friend Argentine friend Cesar about this, he was pissed. He went back to the store and basically had
to demand that we receive our cell phone number. Eventually we did. Then we discovered in order to be able listen
to our voicemail messages we have to obtain a special pin. How do you obtain the pin? By receiving the magical text message of
course. We have been here six months and
have still never received the pin number, I would go to Movie Star and demand it,
but I just haven’t seemed to be able to muster up the energy, besides text
messages work fine. Part Two. Pay as you go means exactly that, you pay for
the minutes you use, but how does one recharge their minutes? Well you have to go to the Kiosko (the corner
store) and you give them your phone number and they punch it in a special
little machine and then you pay and then your phone gets recharged. This sounds easy right? Well usually it is. Except the machines that transfer the minutes
to your phone are often down. Yesterday
was Dia de Amigo (Friends Day) and every one and their brother was calling their
pal on the phone and this resulted in some sort of cell phone outage. No cell phone calls to be made or received
and no recharging your phone. Today I
woke up and went to work. My phone is
out of minutes so I spied a kiosko with a sign that says: MOVIE STAR RECHARGE
YOUR MINUTES HERE. So when the lady at
the window asked me how she could help me I told her I wanted to recharge my
phone. She gave me a funny look. “Recharge your phone?” she asked. Me trying to stay calm: “Yes, I want to
RECHARGE my phone.” The woman shook her
head, “No, we don’t recharge phones here.”
I pointed to the sign. She stared
at it and then shrugged. I resisted the
urge to hurl my phone at her and instead bought a Pepsi. So what can I say, this is not a paradise,
far from it. There are things I love,
things I hate and things that make me want to impale my own face, but that’s
life. You take the good when you can and
you learn to deal with the rest.
Oh, Angela - how much I understand where you are coming from! Cell phones seem to function very similarly here in Italy, though I was fortunate to have a techno-savvy Italian boyfriend set everything up for me, which is fortunate because, even if I did have a codice fiscale and an Italian carta d'intentita'-which are required to buy a phone/phone plan-figuring out how to activate it would have never happened. I have a pay-as-you-go plan, too, and we recharge them similarly - at Tobacco "corner" stores. I've not run into the day when they simply won't recharge my phone or the machines are't working, but I give it just a matter of time. And don't you love the lack of customer service, despite the fact that you were being friendly?? Yeah, that feels good. But, I love what you said at the end - take the good and learn to deal with the rest. I'm learning to grow a spine here, but I honestly have a fear of growing cynical. I need to focus more on the good.......anyway, it's nice to have someone who understands the frustrations, too! :* Love ya, and you're right - we're strong chicks!
ReplyDeleteThat's right Charis! Somos mujeres fuertes! and I do think that living abroad results in character building.
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