December 14, 2007
Was looking for my cell phone this morning and couldn't find it anywhere. Not in the car, not in my coat pocket, not on the counter (the three places it would be). Didn't think much of it as I'm a bubble-headed twit who would misplace her own head if it weren't firmly attached to her neck.
After not finding it anywhere, called my cell phone company to report it lost. Figured I'd suspend the service until it turned up. Decided to look at usage online to see if someone might have it.
Lo and behold, there is a number I don't recognize. I get an answering machine playing music. Steve calls the number gets an "ethnic lady" (his words).
Alarm bells start going off, so I call our (new) cleaning company. They look into it and call me back to ask for that phone number to see if it matches any of their employees. I get a call 20 minutes later from the owner of the company apologizing and saying that he will pay for a new phone because the number matched one of the ladies that was in my house yesterday and she denied all knowledge of a cell phone not actually belonging to her. Despite the fact that there is one outgoing and one incoming call from her home number.
GAH! Seriously, after my wedding ring and necklace go missing with a previous company I went a long time with a never-quite-clean house because I was hesitant to have anyone in my house again. Unlike last time, I was able to get in touch with the company and have the issue resolved within an hour. The owner surmised that she may have dropped the phone and thought she broke it, but the fact that she used it and tried to access voice mail tells a different story. Either way, I'm getting a new phone. And he said he is going to have the same team in every time they clean and they will be employees that have been with him for quite some time. At least this time I had proof that something belonging to me was in their possession. Funny, but I remember hearing something crashing to the floor yesterday when they were here. Still, pretty ballsy for them to take it right out from under my nose.
It's ultra-tempting to get an iPhone as a replacement, but I'm not going to be greedy. No sense in giving them actual reason to steal from me or do shoddy work. Time to go phone shopping. *sigh*
After not finding it anywhere, called my cell phone company to report it lost. Figured I'd suspend the service until it turned up. Decided to look at usage online to see if someone might have it.
Lo and behold, there is a number I don't recognize. I get an answering machine playing music. Steve calls the number gets an "ethnic lady" (his words).
Alarm bells start going off, so I call our (new) cleaning company. They look into it and call me back to ask for that phone number to see if it matches any of their employees. I get a call 20 minutes later from the owner of the company apologizing and saying that he will pay for a new phone because the number matched one of the ladies that was in my house yesterday and she denied all knowledge of a cell phone not actually belonging to her. Despite the fact that there is one outgoing and one incoming call from her home number.
GAH! Seriously, after my wedding ring and necklace go missing with a previous company I went a long time with a never-quite-clean house because I was hesitant to have anyone in my house again. Unlike last time, I was able to get in touch with the company and have the issue resolved within an hour. The owner surmised that she may have dropped the phone and thought she broke it, but the fact that she used it and tried to access voice mail tells a different story. Either way, I'm getting a new phone. And he said he is going to have the same team in every time they clean and they will be employees that have been with him for quite some time. At least this time I had proof that something belonging to me was in their possession. Funny, but I remember hearing something crashing to the floor yesterday when they were here. Still, pretty ballsy for them to take it right out from under my nose.
It's ultra-tempting to get an iPhone as a replacement, but I'm not going to be greedy. No sense in giving them actual reason to steal from me or do shoddy work. Time to go phone shopping. *sigh*
amy · 06:25 PM ·
take your meds ·