A Mischief Of Magpies

If the Sun were the size of a beach ball then Jupiter would be the size of a golf ball and a Mischief of Magpies would be as small as a pea.

Friday, July 07, 2006

Are You Serious?

So I called Victoria's Secret to exchange/reorder some stuff, and I'm transferred to this guy. Who stutters. Uncontrollably.

Now, I'm all for equal opportunity employment and the Americans with Disability Act (can't discriminate for employment purposes based on any disability). But why, if you have an incessant stuttering problem, would you take a job in CUSTOMER SERVICE where you are on the phone ALL DAY???!?!??

That's like a quadriplegic going out for quarterback. It's great to dream, but some things just ain't gonna happen.

-K.

4 Comments:

At 12:57 am, Anonymous Larry Cakefeet said...

It's actually a conspiracy that me and my comrades in call centres all over the world indulge in, whereby we stutter uncontrollably/tourettes fit/laugh hysterically at people over the phone in the mistaken belief that you, the great unwashed will never trouble us with your dismal requests/complaints/orders ever again and leave us in peace to get on with our crosswords or our second jobs as sex line operators.

Did you know that when you order a particular size of clothing over the phone, your chances of actually getting that size are entirely random?

You didn't?

Next time you phone order an item and the thing that arrives isn't what you wanted, think of me..........

 
At 4:33 am, Blogger Binty McShae said...

...they employ me as a teacher and I'm thick as pig-shit.


No, wait - that's just standard practice, isn't it?

 
At 9:53 pm, Blogger Kieran said...

Yeah? YEAH? Well F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-fu-f-f-f-f-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-fu-fuc-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you man.

 
At 12:11 am, Blogger Mischief Idol Contestant said...

Ha Kill the K

 

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