Hot And Steamy On The Telephone.

My mobile phone stopped working Friday gone. Today I went into the 02 shop in town to see if they would give me a new one. They wouldn't. They said I had to go home and make a claim on my insurance.

So I came home and I did that. Had to use Tricia's land-line phone 'cos my land-line ain't working either. I don't know what it is with me and phones lately? Maybe they know how much I dislike them?

Took ages to get through to the insurance company. About half an hour. Then they wanted to know what was wrong with my phone. I don't bleedin' know. Had I dropped it? No.  Where do I keep it during the day? In my inside pocket. Where do I keep it at night? Bedside table. Had it been anywhere hot and steamy? I told them that was none of their business. Bloody cheeky sods! It just won't work!

It took them ages, while I was on hold, to assess my claim. About fifteen minutes and then they said my claim was declined.They said I should go back to the 02 shop again and claim on my phones warranty. I didn't know I had a warranty. Why am I paying six quid a month to insure my phone when it has a two year warranty still in force?

I am going to cancel the phone insurance. I just can't see the point of it. Six quid a month I been paying for about fifteen months! How much does that come to? Six times fifteen equals... fifteen times six.. no twelve months equals...six divided by.. Hang on...that makes.. Well anyway it's a good few quid, I know that!

So, long story short, I came back here and I banged the phone on my desk and the bleedin' thing started working!