Sprint:
After moving to North Carolina, my wife signed us both up for two-year contracts with Sprint.
We quickly learned that Sprint only works if we stood in one corner of our house, bouncing up and down on one foot, covering our left eye and singing "We are the World" (which I don't even know the words to_thankfully_so mine never worked).
Didn't work at the office either. I offered my soul to Satan and he just laughed at me (I'm hoping he was laughing at the absurdity of Sprint actually working, not that I am alread too far gone to barter with my soul).
I call Sprint (expecting bad news) to see what my options were. I was told that if I paid ~$300 per line, I could get out of the contract, or I could dupe someone else into taking over the contract (which I wouldn't do to most of my worst enemies).
I worked my way up the chain of command, all the way to the corporate office, to no avail. I even had a Sprint rep in my pocket because he was trying to sell me ~$30,000+ worth of GPS equipment for the company I work for and he couldn't do anything.
I get that I agreed to the two-year contract. What I don't get is how Sprint can hold me to that contract when they aren't providing me the service they claimed to. I mean, that's how it is supposed to work right? I give them money, they provide me with cellular service. If they aren't providing me with anything resembling acceptable cellular service, how can they expect me to continue to pay?
It is now my goal in life to dissuade anyone and everyone from giving Sprint a single dime, ever again.
Compaq:
Good. Friggin. Luck. Trying. To. Find. Someone. ANYONE. That. Speaks. English.
I would regularly go through 5-6 different people before being able to understand a single sentence.
SCREW Compaq.