Should Have Just Gotten A Digital Recorder

 

 

I tape recorded my mother’s voicemail message as I mentioned I would in the previous post I wrote.
 
The tape recorder I purchased seemed to be defective, the box that it came in was not in the best shape either. 
 
The tape recorder ate up one of my cassettes. 
 
The item was sold and shipped by Amazon. 
 
Amazon is no stranger to handing out products that have been used then re-shipped out to other buyers/customers who are looking to receive brand new items. 
 
I called up Amazon customer service to request a refund for the tape recorder and the damaged cassette tape. 
 
Amazon acknowledged that I would receive my refund for both products within 7-10 business days without having to return the items. 

I was grateful and asked to be sent a confirmation email for proof in case I do not receive my refund on time. 
 
I should have just purchased the Sony brand digital recorder at PC Richard’s on Tuesday when I was there at the store, but I did not want to spend sixty dollars on something I was not going to use regularly. 
 
Nevertheless, I gave the idea a second thought. The digital recorder would come in handy to keep on hand nowadays. 
 
Of course, there are other options to record by other means. However, these objects/gadgets do not last forever. At least with cassette tapes, they can be stored away for a long time to be used again. I have cassette tapes that are still in good condition for over twenty years now. 

Verizon Voicemail Mishap

 

This February will make a year since I was first told, by someone who I won’t name, who worked at Amazon with me, that they heard a male voice on my voicemail greeting when they called my android.

I was puzzled when I first heard this news until shortly after I figured out the possibility why.

The issue did not seem too problematic at the time. I figured the voicemail greeting would shift back to mine as other callers had heard the personal greeting that I had recorded on my phone previously.

As time passed, the issue faded into the back of my mind until it resurfaced again when another person mentioned that they heard this male voice a few months back.

Now someone else just mentioned the same thing the day before yesterday.

I happened to hear the voice myself upon a thorough investigation.

I called up Verizon wireless and found out what was going on. It was what I originally suspected.

In October of 2021, I had my cellphone number changed.

I asked the Verizon customer service representative to make an exception and allow me to keep the voicemail messages to my old telephone number (which is not normally done as they would by default get deleted) due to a relative of mine who had passed away.

My mother had left a message for me that I had saved- and that was all I had left of her voice.

So, Verizon was nice enough to grant my request.

Somewhere within the process whoever had my new number before me- their voicemail must have gotten crossed up with the one to my old number as both were obviously being heard at different times by people who would call me.

The only way to fix this issue was to set up a brand-new voicemail which would delete all my existing saved messages.

I explained the situation to the Verizon customer service representative, and they understood my plight completely.

I told them to wait until I get a tape recorder to record my mother’s voice from my cellphone then I will call them back up and set up the new voicemail so people will always hear my greeting and know they have reached the correct telephone number.

I purchased a tape recorder the day before yesterday, and it was delivered to my home yesterday afternoon. I also ordered two Maxell cassette tapes.

Finally, this little mishap is about to be resolved.

It took me an entire year. I guess I was too preoccupied with other day to day activities/responsibilities or was a bit lazy on acting sooner.

I can afford to have been “tired/lazy”. I have been through a lot in life, in general, and managed to come through time and again still pushing forward doing what I must do.