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First off, OMG. I hope they pay you enough for all that. If not (at the risk of losing out on the stories here) save them and publish them!
Quoth Snowbird View PostIt sort of sounds like he was evading, as in, probably a squatter. Either that or he's just plain stooopid.Sorry, my cow died so I don't need your bull
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Quoth Sonoma View PostTo coldness hole man, so what you're saying is that everytime you stuff the fridge so full that the coldness can't circulate, then the fridge gets too warm? Guess what, a new fridge would do the EXACT SAME THING!!!I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.
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Last night I watched the movie Idiocracy and I thought, this isn't a comedy, someone has managed to film Gravekeeper's worst nightmares and made them into a movie. There's prostitutes and everything!
Maybe the people from this future are using the Crank-call Time Phone from South Park's future to call Gravekeeper so they can order hats....... in the future!"First time I ever seen a chainsaw go down anybody's britches,"
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Quoth EvilEmpryss View PostIllegally sublet, most likely. He rents from the guy with the lease, and if he gets caught, he's out on his ear with a police escort.
Following that line of reasoning, he probably reeeeeeeally didn't want the property manager/maintenance out there to bust him and tried to repair a minor leak or something himself, but botched it. So he'd be furious at himself for messing up the job, and for doing something that could get him busted...and at GK for not helping him cover his ass.It's little things that make the difference between 'enjoyable', 'tolerable', and 'gimme a spoon, I'm digging an escape tunnel'.
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Quoth Gravekeeper View PostThis guy has been calling for 3 years, and it’s taken me this long to finally get him to listen to a word I say.
Quoth Gravekeeper View PostMe: “I’m afraid billing isn’t in till 8am pacific.”
SC: “Oh, I’m in Florida. What time is it there now?”
Me: “It’s 5am pacific currently.”
SC: “Ok….um………so….when should I try to call back?”
Me: “3 hours from now?”
SC: “………….........oooooh, ok.”
I pondered this call for some time, trying to figure out exactly how she had failed so miserably at tackling such a simplistic math problem. After much deliberation the only possible explanation I came up with is that she only has 7 fingers.
Oh, wait. 5 plus 3....shit, you have a point.
See, here I am thinking someone would think "five," then use their fingers to add three, as in "six, seven, eight." Silly me, I forgot that some people need their fingers for the entire equation.
Quoth Gravekeeper View PostHas that ever worked? Ever? In the history of goods and services? Omigawd you won’t pay for my stuff for me, I demand to see your manager? You’ll have to excuse my incredulity here, but I’m really having trouble figuring out how even the most primitive sloped forehead missing link of a person could possibly make that sort of argument with a straight face.
And here I thought you were as jaded as myself. Tsk, tsk.
Quoth Gravekeeper View PostMe: "Ok, so what is your name please?"
SC: “I don’t know, probably written on my lease. I imagine it’s like Scott or something.”
1. As suggested, dude is illegally subletting the apartment from someone else and does not actually know the name of the guy he is illegally subletting from. Which makes him a fucking idiot.
2. He is the apartment's tenant, but for some reason he thinks you are asking for the landlord's name. Which makes him a fucking idiot who doesn't listen.
3. He is an extraterrestial alien secretly living on earth and can't be bothered to remember some essential parts of his cover identity...like, say, his earth name. Which makes him a fucking idiot alien.
4. He actually can't remember his own name. Which makes him a huge flaming fucking idiot. Sadly, this is the one I believe to be most likely.
Quoth Gravekeeper View PostWhoa, like, quit blocking my coldness hole man.
Quoth Sonoma View PostWow, GK. How you don't go ballistic and start killing left & right, I'll never know.
Quoth wagegoth View PostShe was calling from Florida, that explains everything.
"The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is Still A Customer."
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Quoth Jester View PostAnd if he ever does, I feel quite safe. Not only am I geographically across a freakin' continent from him (in both north-south and east-west senses), but I am also in a climate that would probably melt his Canadian blood.
If you need to escape my inevitably reign of terror, fleeing south would indeed be your best bet. I would be delayed at least until I could employ warm blooded minions to send in my stead. ;p
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Quoth XCashier View PostDude, your apartment is being flooded, and you're concerned about the order of the questions the phone guy is asking?! Where the hell are your priorities?! He knows what he is doing, you don't! Just follow his directions and he will help you!
I disgress, btw, it also imo depends on the urgency in the customers voice, too.
How was the customers tone, was it "this is serious" or was it just a "blah, who cares" tone.
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Quoth Jester View Post3. He is an extraterrestial alien secretly living on earth and can't be bothered to remember some essential parts of his cover identity...like, say, his earth name. Which makes him a fucking idiot alien.To right the countless wrongs of our days... We shine this light of true redemption, that this place may become as paradise...Oh, what a wonderful world such would be...
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