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March 29, 2008


The phone rings.

Aha! someone wants to tell me something exciting.

But then the sickening reality of the moment seeps in like vinegar syrup – another crappy cold call from a cruddy call centre with a heavily accented unintelligible voice demanding information about the renewal date on the maintenance schedule of my toaster or whether I want to change the gas supplier for my phone.

“John Coombes, hello?”


“This is John Coombes, there is no-one here called joncoms”


“I’m insured with the AA “


“I’m sure you can find that out yourself”


“I’m sorry, my leg has just fallen off - I have to go”


“I have no idea”


“Thank you for your call, it’s been most entertaining.”

“Mistercomscanyoutellme /… click brrrrrrrrr

Posted by john at March 29, 2008 11:06 AM


Note to self.."Get ready to run"


IllthinkofsomethingexcitingandwhenIhaveI'llringyou : )

Posted by: paula at March 29, 2008 12:21 PM