I have decided the "Fly" by Sugar Ray is the Worst Song of All-Time. I reached that conclusion today when I heard it on the radio and it made my skin shrivel up. There are catchy songs that grow annoying as time goes on, but "Fly" just takes it to a whole new level. Even though "Wannabe" is lame song, there's still something fun about it. A lot of fad songs are like that. They have some sorta hook that makes it immediately popular at first...and annoying as time goes on. But "Fly" never was catchy--it was annoying from the get-go. And not just mildly annoying--I'm talking killing spree annoying. And what makes it even more disgusting is we're talking about a song that's ten years old. I haven't heard "Achy Breaky Heart" on the radio in a while--but I don't go a week without hearing "I just wanna fly--put your arms around me, baby." Even the band name is annoying. Sugar Ray? There's nothing sugary about this group--and they don't even have anyone named Ray in the band. I can't think of a more annoying piece of music.

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I wanted to take a brief moment to talk about that company I hate, Sprint (the Worst Company of All-Time). Things still aren't entirely resolved. Sprint still has not refunded me the $100 I spent when I bought the phone even though I returned it ages ago. In fact, Sprint has no record of me ever paying for the phone in the first place--even though I already faxed them a copy of my credit card statement. They insisted they had no record of that and said I should fax them a copy of my credit card statement (notice I didn't say 'again'--they are refusing to acknowledge that I even sent it in the first place).

"Do you really think I'm gonna fax you one again," I said to the buffoon I was talking to. "I already sent you a copy. It had my name, address, phone number, and credit card number right on it and you guys lost it. Someone could use that info to steal my identity."

Let's take one second and completely ignore that my identity is worthless. That sorta information shouldn't be thrown around all over the place. Besides, I was tired of trying to work with these people--every operator has a different story.

The buffoon continued to tell me that my initial claim was denied (because they needed to see a copy of my credit card statement). However, two weeks ago a new claim was opened and was waiting on a copy of my credit card statement (confusing, isn't it). Of course, I wasn't informed of either the denial or new investigation (gee, a lack of communication from Sprint--what are the odds). I demanded to know why I wasn't told about these activities going on with my account. If my claim was denied, why wasn't I informed? If a new investigation was dependant on me faxing them my credit card statement, why wasn't I asked for it?

"We did attempt to contact you--we called you at your home." He than rattled off a string of numbers that weren't remotely close to my home phone number (but at least he had the proper number of digits).

Enough was enough. I decided I was done with these people. They're clueless, unorganized, and dangerously close to inducing me into a cardiac arrest. I told the buffoon the hell with him, I was going to dispute the charge with my credit card company.

So I did.

Hopefully this is the last time I ever complain about Sprint.

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