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Today was a really good day! It seems there is justice in this world after all, even if it is dished in small amounts. I can be quite cynical and quite the sceptic too. but today changed all that...

I recently swapped my CDMA Samsung phone for my mom's phone, cause the phone is dual sim and heaven knows why I need two mobile connections. Well the new Tata Indicom sims wouldn't work on it, so i go to a mobile phone shop. the technician tells me it will cost me 400 smackaroons to crack the phone plus I have to leave it with him for a whole day. with all due respect to all communities, I frankly don't yet fully trust Delhites. so I declined and took my phone to a nearest Samsung authorised service station.

It seems a minor software update will do. but will only work with Tata Cdma cards. Ok. fine, I get it done and they don't charge me a thing. cool, but i lose a half day at work. then i go to the Tata Indicom guys and they replace my damaged sim for free (i tried to get the warp out of the card by bending it the other way and it snapped.... do I feel sheepish) again I am not charged anything as the fellow there remembers I got him 2 clients for a new internet connection.

so on the whole a good day.nobody in office is mad cause i am half a day late... how cool is that! looking forward to more days like today.

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