Why is it when people dial the wrong number, they try to make it out to be MY mistake when they do it?! For instance, the bastard who woke me up this morning....
Idiot: "Is this Whithead's residence?"
Nephthys: "uh.... no?!"
*this would be where the normal person would say "oh, i must have the wrong number... sorry 'bout that!!" but NO!!!
I: "is _______ there?"
N: (trying desperately not to get mad) "no, ______ isn't here, you have the wrong number"
*long pause*
I: "Oh, well.... is ______ there?!"
N: "no, sorry, you have the wrong number"
I: (getting ignorant) "well isn't this 693----?!"
N: (getting irate) "NO...."
I: "well what number have i got?!"
N: (thinking, 'look at the display screen on your phone dipshit') "not the right one... this is 693----" (the number was completely different)
I: "well how could *I* have gotten the number THAT wrong?!"
N: "with all do respect sir, I have no idea...."
I: "well....*long pause* you're SURE this isnt the Whitehead's residence?"
N: "I may not be 100% right 90% of the time.... but I'm damn sure this isn't the Whitehead's residence."
I: "do they maybe have another phone line in their house that maybe accidentally connected to you instead of them?"
N: "Sir,.... lemme be as blunt as i possibly can. Now please hear me out.... you have the wrong number, for some reason you KNOW the RIGHT one, but keep insisting that your friends live here.... and they don't. I'm sorry!"
and i hung up.
he called back, twice... and each time more ignorant than the first. the third time I didn't answer.
ON a completely different note, now that i'm fully awake and not so fuming. I'm sad..... (oh yes, today you get to see the full extent of my range of feelings... angry and sad lol jk)
First off, well.... my sister is getting married-thats not the part i'm sad/angry about. i'm actually very excited and enthusiastic about it! SOOOO happy and enthusiastic that I agreed to be her maid of honor. WHICH entails that I have to make a speech, AND (oh this is the BEST part) that I can't have any "extreme" hair color.... or my lip ring. SO, my hair is now a light brown...
and I had to invest in a smaller and less noticeable labret stud....
but thats not the really bad part... its the god damn speech! I've never really enjoyed public speaking. infact, i've always ran and hid when an opportunity for public humiliation presented itself. Now I have this sisterly obligation to toast her and her bridely glory....
grrrr *bite*
Idiot: "Is this Whithead's residence?"
Nephthys: "uh.... no?!"
*this would be where the normal person would say "oh, i must have the wrong number... sorry 'bout that!!" but NO!!!
I: "is _______ there?"
N: (trying desperately not to get mad) "no, ______ isn't here, you have the wrong number"
*long pause*
I: "Oh, well.... is ______ there?!"
N: "no, sorry, you have the wrong number"
I: (getting ignorant) "well isn't this 693----?!"
N: (getting irate) "NO...."
I: "well what number have i got?!"
N: (thinking, 'look at the display screen on your phone dipshit') "not the right one... this is 693----" (the number was completely different)
I: "well how could *I* have gotten the number THAT wrong?!"
N: "with all do respect sir, I have no idea...."
I: "well....*long pause* you're SURE this isnt the Whitehead's residence?"
N: "I may not be 100% right 90% of the time.... but I'm damn sure this isn't the Whitehead's residence."
I: "do they maybe have another phone line in their house that maybe accidentally connected to you instead of them?"
N: "Sir,.... lemme be as blunt as i possibly can. Now please hear me out.... you have the wrong number, for some reason you KNOW the RIGHT one, but keep insisting that your friends live here.... and they don't. I'm sorry!"
and i hung up.
he called back, twice... and each time more ignorant than the first. the third time I didn't answer.
ON a completely different note, now that i'm fully awake and not so fuming. I'm sad..... (oh yes, today you get to see the full extent of my range of feelings... angry and sad lol jk)
First off, well.... my sister is getting married-thats not the part i'm sad/angry about. i'm actually very excited and enthusiastic about it! SOOOO happy and enthusiastic that I agreed to be her maid of honor. WHICH entails that I have to make a speech, AND (oh this is the BEST part) that I can't have any "extreme" hair color.... or my lip ring. SO, my hair is now a light brown...






but thats not the really bad part... its the god damn speech! I've never really enjoyed public speaking. infact, i've always ran and hid when an opportunity for public humiliation presented itself. Now I have this sisterly obligation to toast her and her bridely glory....
grrrr *bite*
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