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I am on the phone with Sprint, and holy hell these people are the Hotel California of cell providers. First, I try to give them a lot of money, and they come up with some shit about having to enter the card number via the phone’s keypad because they apparently can’t take the number over the phone. Well, after the inevitable accessibility discussion, I get transferred to someone else who’s trying their damnest to keep me from leaving. "We have these other plans," "this other phone," "Are you sure there’s nothing we can do to keep you from leaving." No. I just want to pay the damn bill. Just let me pay the bill. Look! It’s money! You can have it if you just leave me alone and stop making my life difficult. I’m going to celebrate when I cancel this account and port the number over to something that has better coverage. Sheesh!