Okay, that's Something...Sumpin...Something. Yeah. So it's really late but I feel bad because I promised a blog on Tuesday but I didn't deliver and Alison is going through withdrawals, so this one's for you All-ison. :)
Yesterday I had to call the Verizon people. I had the number hastily written down on some receipt shoved in my purse. I wasn't paying too much attention when I wrote it down and even less attention when I dialed. It rings a few times and then a voice recording comes on:
"Welcome! If you know your code, enter it now. If you don't have a code then stay on the line."
I don't have a code with Verizon...
"Okay, just remember you must be 18 years or older to use our service."
Well of course...no kid needs to be hooking internet service up...that's crazy.
"Let's get started. If your a man, press 1. If your a woman, press 2."
Why do they care if I'm a man or a woman? It must be some kind of voice recognition thing so they can better understand you when you have to stand there and look like an idiot while you say things like "That one. 2. Other." etc. beep (I pressed 2 since I'm a woman.)
"All right! Are you ready to get wild and crazy..."
What???!!!!! Aaaaahhhhhh!!!!! click.
Moral of the story: Never write a 1-800 or a 1-888 number down in sloppy handwriting.