Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Allergy Season?

Here's a little phone conversation between Cypher & her caller that I just so happen to listen in on:
"And can I have your first and last name, please?"
"Ha-shhe."
"Bless you, your first name."
"Ha-shhe."
"Bless you. Again, your first name."
"HA-SHHE!"
"Bless you. Ma'am, is there a cat in the house or somethin'??"
Cypher later leans over the partition and asks, "What the fuck kind a name is Ha-she? I mean, that ain't no fuckin' name. It's a god damn sneeze. Star, baby, you wouldn't go namin' yer first child after a fuckin' sound effect, now would ya?" Hell to the no on that one, soul sister, hell to the mutha fuckin' no.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Random Acts of Stupidity

Okay, so here at New Age Slavery, we have to, on a daily basis, tolerate the stupidity of our customers. A daunting task, I must confess. Here are a few excerpts from moments that blew me and my sister's minds:

Star: "Please click on the link that says 'Forgot your password'."
Caller: "I can't use my arms to type." - ponder that gem for a spell....

"Um, for where it says City of Birth, do I just put my date?"

Our favorite ID: assmaster1. Funnily enough, this was not the same individual that answered his security question of "What is your favorite garden tool?" as his cock. Truly a classy guy.

"Uh, hi, yeah, um, my wife tells me that I need to be on happy pills. She says I can order them if I go on the Intro-net."

"My address bar is broken."

"My first cat's name? Oh, it was General MacArthur."

Exasperated caller: "Honey chile, I have worn out my acrylic tips tryin' ta get into ya'lls site. Can you help a girl out?"

(this is Cypher's fave) Star: "Please read through the agreement and click I Agree."
Customer's response: "Ain't nobody smoke in mah house! Not my wife, not nobody!! Dya hear me??" - that's a big 10-4 there, buddy....

"Is the 3 capitalized?" - someone seriously asked me that. My reply was stunned silence.

"U as in Eugene."

Fran: "T as in Tom"
Caller: "P as in Polar?"
Fran: "No, T as in Tom, Tracy, Table!!"
Caller: "C as in Cable??"

"Sir, please verify the following question-Who was your first employer?"
"My first employer? In life?"

But everyone's absolute favorite of all stupid callers is without a doubt the gal that called to inquire about accessing her husband's account. After Simon asked to speak to her husband to verify information, she explained that he was in Germany. "Well, ma'am, I can't allow access to the account until I've spoken to the owner." "Um, one sec....(insert the sound of a female poorly pretending to be a male by using a pathetic deep voice)...um, hello?" "Ma'am, I know this is you." Classic.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Some people....

It wasn't that long ago that Cypher and I took separate trips to the ladies latrine. See, here at New Age Slavery, it's a lot like Shawshank Prison; you gotta ask da boss 'fore you can even squeeze a drop. We did our business, got back on the phones and the first chance I got, I told my soul sister to go into aux 9 so we can chat. Before I could even get a word out, Cypher jumps right into my thought and says, "Uh, yeah, didja notice anything in the bathroom? Like, perhaps on the floor area??" Of course I did, and we went back and forth over the next few minutes discussing our feelings of outrage regarding the Ferrero Rocher nugget found in said bathroom. This is when the office hottie, let's refer to him as Star's Milk Chocolate Delight for now, well, he walks past and sees us gals gabbin' and asks what's the word down the aisles. My response to this delicious young thing you wonder? "Well, if I may be so bold, sir, some triflin' ass skank dropped a deuce on the floor of the ladies." And that, dear reader, is that.