We received a call stating there was a male who had a firework in his bottom and it was bleeding
At least we can rest assured that he is unlikely to breed. And will probably be pooing through a tube for the rest of his life. Dignity must be earned.
Moving on to the bitch session for the day: when you're making a phonecall and it rings and rings and rings and (x 50), the person you're trying to get hold of is... here's a groundbreaking thought, sit down if you must... probably not in the office yet.
On about ring number 53 I answered the phone.
Dude: "Is Phumzile there?"
Me: No she's not, which is why she wasn't answering her phone.
Dude: "Where is she?"
Me: I don't know.
Dude: "So you must just put the phone down [I shit you not] and I'll phone back until she picks it."
Me: I'd really prefer it if you didn't do that.
Dude: "So what must we now do?"
Me: You could leave a message and I'll give it to her 50 times over.
Dude: "Please tell her to call me when she gets in."
Me: Consider it done.
Clever people.
5 comments:
hahahahahaha - thats awesome! Tell him no problem next time and put the phone back and pull the cord out.
I think I would, very politely at like 5 o' fricken clock in the morning, tell him to take a flying leap.
OH! Is that what idiots think when they do that. It KILLS me. What is better is when people phone cellphones. It obviously reaches voicemail, but they don't leave a message, and rather phone again. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
Well done on you. And yeah, tell him to phone back, and just leave the phone off the hook.
Lol, that's frigging hilarious!
Rocket science! I fear your patience is wearing thin Koeks, I can't wait to hear all about it!
:)
hey koekie - i see your baby got a new home! Link
Very touching after that sad story last week. Happy mondays
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