Had the Verizon store—which, BTW, left me wondering whether the team of jerks behind the counter all resembling that clown in the live-action show on Adult Swim Sunday nights and the chicas on the floor was their corporate employment profile or some Orange County evolutionary pattern—honored the mail-in rebate for a non-plan purchase Saturday at the Spectrum while we waited on the 10 o'clock Beowulf show, I just might've paid for my own 8130 Pearl to replace this Pocket PC, but my boat-rocking must have been too much for these staid waters and prompted the HR & IT coalition to re-evaluate their stock in this piece of shit, because they've since gone back on allowing me to supply my own equipment. Just as well, I suppose, as I wasn't about to pay a monthly fee (yes, another ten bucks) to use GPS that's already built-in to the device. It's the network, alright. Save me, T-Mobile.