I watched someone at work dealing with the diatribe, round and round the loop you go. He sat at his desk and kept yelling, one! one! one! I guess he wanted the number one option. Then, he asked for the operator, then yelled it,
all the while banging the phone on the desk...
Then he got all maniacal screaming, Operator, over and over. I thought they would have to take him away.
Those loops will drive you to drink.
That is actually pretty alarming, knowing they have little hoodlums walking around with knives where innocents are.
Are you sure it was blood? :))
Peppa Pig!!! Oh, Goody!
It might have been rust or old chocolate cake. Twas an alarming sight and worse where it was located, by the side of the road under a bush. Too easy to be hidden for later methinks! Glasgow can be a tad rough that way. Although my lovely area is usually free of that nonsense so perhaps it was chocolate cake :OD
I hate those ones where they ask you to speak the answers. They have terrible trouble with Scottish accents!
Haha! And that surprises you? I fancied myself a whiz at accents until Beer Saturday comes around. :)
Kidding.
The ones that want you to speak are frustrating. Exactly where are they from? They don't do American English either. They don't even respond to curse words.
Not that I would know, but, something I have heard.
I have had great success when I get really stuck y imitating an LA style sort of silicon valley google employee accent. Usually gets me past things!
You should see me when I revert to speaking normally and don't enunciate so much ;OD
Ha! Sounds very Scottish! :)
A Scotsman cannot hide his roots!!
Why woukd he want to?? I mean, KILTS!!
Kilts rawk!! I have a black tartan one. It is quite singularly amazing!