It huuurrts.
A Painful Phone Fugue: In Two Parts
Painful Theme #1:
Me: Thank you for calling the Pit, how can I help you?
Caller: BLARG!*BACKGROUND NOISE!!!!!*
Me: Um…
Caller: BLAHBLAHBACKGROUNDNOISE!!
Me: Hello?
Caller: BACKGROUNDNOISE!!!
Caller: So I told Johnny that he could go suck it…hey, I’m going to light up this cigarette here.
Me: Hello?
Caller: BLABACKGROUNDNOISE!!!
Me: *click*
Countermelody: (Also known as “painful theme #2”)
Me: Thank you for calling the Pit, how can I help you?
Caller: …*sounds of a TV turning channels* And I told my friends about Super Prostate Magic! It makes your testicles at least 15% more attractive than before! Try it today for only $19.95!
Me: …Hello?
Caller: …Plus shipping and handling! Try Prostate Magic Today! It makes you look and feel younger!
Me:…Anyone? Hello?
Caller: …
Me: Thanks for sharing a hint about “Younger Looking Testicles”. However, I’m a woman. Sorry to burst your bubble. Good bye. *click*
Save Me. Please.
Guy: I want the “You Choose It” appetizer.
Me: Okay, what would you like on it?
Guy: …
Me: …
Guy: I want the “You Choose It” appetizer.
Me: Yeah, I gathered that. What did you want on the appetizer?
Guy: …
Me: You have to tell me what you want on it. I don’t know what you want to eat...
Guy: OH!!!! You choose it!!! Hah!
You Confuse Me, Strange Lady Customer
Girl: Okay, check this out: imagine lying in a big, open field where everyone likes to sunbathe. Then, imagine that suddenly you’re covered in a tall, dark shadow. You look up and see a huge piece of crap – or, more accurately – and pardon my language, shit. It’s tall and phallic and brown. With a gold plaque that says something about collaboration between science and the arts. It’s UGLY! I mean, why did they have to put something SO horrible in the middle of a field that everyone used to sunbathe in?
Me: *jawdrop*
A Painful Phone Fugue: In Two Parts
Painful Theme #1:
Me: Thank you for calling the Pit, how can I help you?
Caller: BLARG!*BACKGROUND NOISE!!!!!*
Me: Um…
Caller: BLAHBLAHBACKGROUNDNOISE!!
Me: Hello?
Caller: BACKGROUNDNOISE!!!
Caller: So I told Johnny that he could go suck it…hey, I’m going to light up this cigarette here.
Me: Hello?
Caller: BLABACKGROUNDNOISE!!!
Me: *click*
Countermelody: (Also known as “painful theme #2”)
Me: Thank you for calling the Pit, how can I help you?
Caller: …*sounds of a TV turning channels* And I told my friends about Super Prostate Magic! It makes your testicles at least 15% more attractive than before! Try it today for only $19.95!
Me: …Hello?
Caller: …Plus shipping and handling! Try Prostate Magic Today! It makes you look and feel younger!
Me:…Anyone? Hello?
Caller: …
Me: Thanks for sharing a hint about “Younger Looking Testicles”. However, I’m a woman. Sorry to burst your bubble. Good bye. *click*
Save Me. Please.
Guy: I want the “You Choose It” appetizer.
Me: Okay, what would you like on it?
Guy: …
Me: …
Guy: I want the “You Choose It” appetizer.
Me: Yeah, I gathered that. What did you want on the appetizer?
Guy: …
Me: You have to tell me what you want on it. I don’t know what you want to eat...
Guy: OH!!!! You choose it!!! Hah!
You Confuse Me, Strange Lady Customer
Girl: Okay, check this out: imagine lying in a big, open field where everyone likes to sunbathe. Then, imagine that suddenly you’re covered in a tall, dark shadow. You look up and see a huge piece of crap – or, more accurately – and pardon my language, shit. It’s tall and phallic and brown. With a gold plaque that says something about collaboration between science and the arts. It’s UGLY! I mean, why did they have to put something SO horrible in the middle of a field that everyone used to sunbathe in?
Me: *jawdrop*
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