Did the hair on the back of your neck just stand up?
Did random thoughts of a telephone, curse words, and the phrase–Good Lord get me someone who speaks English or who would like to wrap this up in preferably under an hour before I permanently destroy my phone and anything in its path in a fit of rage just cross your mind???
At some point in everyone’s life we are faced with the unfortunate reality that–that call–has to be made.
Whether it is to dispute a credit card charge or to order The Magic Bullet from QVC, we at some point or another have broken down and dialed the dreaded 800 number.
When I have found myself in this blood pressure raising position I try to do a few things to offset the impending fury that is sure to make an appearance such as:
- having no other distractions like screaming children or TV in the background.
- being alone (because I want to be free to make a class A arse of myself) in the event that it “gets U-G-L-Y”.
- And, I try to have one stiff cocktail beforehand as well as one on board in order to calm the nerves quickly simmering just beneath my skin as I dial the number.
Here is an example of a true story that had me giggling…Conversation With My Insurance Company’s Automated Machine.
Do you have any funny stories that are worth sharing?