Living in Honduras or Guatemala as a foreigner is sometimes hard, mostly fun and never boring. This Blog is about more than just the oddities of my years in the not-so tranquil, cobble-stoned town of Copán Ruinas and, more recently, Antigua Guatemala. Hence Serendipity, the gift of finding without seeking…
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
I am special!
thinks I’m special! And not every once in a while, but almost every day! And if
Tigo doesn’t tell me I’m special, it notifies me that I’m very close to winning no
less than three KIA cars!
have “limitless nights” for half price! Or activate backtones and ringtones and keypad
tones and whatever tones for whatever great price! Triple
saldo hoy, just because I’m special!!!
being boring, mediocre and unremarkable would mean I wouldn’t receive anymore
text messages from Tigo, I’d gladly be so. But I am special, says Tigo, and I
have to suffer.
I had just bought my phone, I received an evangelical message everyday, sometimes
at very ungodly hours in the morning. I was able to block those, but my block
list was quickly full. Fortunately, my phone, although purchased at an official
Tigo store, was actually a Digicel phone that had been “upgraded” to Tigo. I
don’t care much for one or the other, but the advantage was that I could at
least block some of Tigo’s numbers they use to send out text messages, a
feature that Tigo doesn’t allow on its own phones. So I’ve been able to block a
whole bunch of annoying daily message, but unfortunately not all.
things could be worse. A friend of mine receives a joke every day. Quite
annoying, but the real problem is that she gets charged for it!!! She has been back
to the store, called Customers Service many a time, but to no avail. She
still receives a joke a day. And not good ones either.