This is to all those folks who drunk dial call centers after tying one on. I salute you! You, who call in and have a rambling conversation with yourself before forgetting where you are and then hang up on me? You rock! And you, who can only holler the product name over and over again until your voice gives out in a spasm of coughing. You're special too. But YOU, Drunkie Poo - you know who you are - you call in asking about something I can't make out because you have lost the ability to enunciate, and you are damned insistent about it. You must have MumbleSnurfleMumble, and you must have it now! Drunkie Poo, it is time for you to unclench your fist from the bottle of Night Train and call it a day. Seriously.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Hello Drunkie Poo, How Are You?
This is to all those folks who drunk dial call centers after tying one on. I salute you! You, who call in and have a rambling conversation with yourself before forgetting where you are and then hang up on me? You rock! And you, who can only holler the product name over and over again until your voice gives out in a spasm of coughing. You're special too. But YOU, Drunkie Poo - you know who you are - you call in asking about something I can't make out because you have lost the ability to enunciate, and you are damned insistent about it. You must have MumbleSnurfleMumble, and you must have it now! Drunkie Poo, it is time for you to unclench your fist from the bottle of Night Train and call it a day. Seriously.
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