So, I'm minding my own business when the phone rings and it's a number I don't know. Typically, I say, "Fuck 'em" and ignore. This time, I actually answered. It was . . . . Mr. Computer Voice reminding me about an appointment that is in a WEEK! My first thought was, "Oh, shit, I've got an appointment tomorrow? That's tomorrow? How could I forget!" While I'm having this inner dialogue with myself HE continues to talk. I start screaming to the phone, "Wait, wait, what???" I frantically look for a pencil, a pen, blood, SOMEthing that will write. He continues barking orders in his monotone voice--park in the South Parking Lot--which lot? what street? I smash my fingers in the drawer searching for the pencil--FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK, that hurts. I keep looking, trying to listen, come how early? bring what??? call what number for questions????
WTF??????????????????????? Did I mention "the reminder" is for an appointment that is NEXT week?
funny! you would have been better off not answering! Mr Computer doesn't care about your nerves, needs, or questions. He's ruthless.
ReplyDeleteI cussed at Mr. Computer Voice the other day. Brian heard me and said, "Be nice." Puuhlease.
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