Live a normal, quiet life. ... Hello? This is garbage. I'm not even your customer. From now on, I am billing you as a client for my time, starting at *:**. *Someone managed to verify their email using my address. Excuse my brevity. **. I live in Mexico.**. I've had my identity stolen before and it ruined my life and credit .**. How the F does this happen? **. I want this taken care of now. I refuse to install your app. **. I'm holding my pinche tongue out of respect for other human beings. I DEMAND to know how this person contacted you, how they managed to verify with my email, their IP address and all the info you have, as I will need to file another FBI report.**. I don't have time for this. I will change my attitudes very, very quickly. **. Thank you for your prompt and courteous reply. (He rolls his eyes and says knowingly)*Also: it says "OchoaThom" a known bunco artist, and then now it says welcome Dale. Wtf is wrong with you people? Seriously. I've now spent ** minutes on this. My time is money.
I'm supposed to write Don Quixote?
Do what I asked of you, please.
This is a horrible form of customer service.
Tried jumping up and down while singing Billie Eilish songs. Did not help.