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Best Drunk Call EVAR!
Jan. 22nd, 2006 02:23 amA customer named "Vicky" called me tonight, VERY innebriated mind you, because she couldn't find the remote control for her TV set. I told her I didn't really have a way to find it for her over the phone, so she asked me to tell her no good gawd damn son to get out of his gawd damn bed and help her find her gawd damn remote. She then proceeded to pound on her son's bedroom door and loudly request that he get out of the gawd damn bed and help her find the gawd damn remote, to which the son (who sounded to be in his mid-20's) replied with a hearty "F**k you, you're f**king drunk, let me go the f**k back to sleep".
Vicky then asked me if she saw that. Did I see how he treats her? Did I see how he's an ungrateful little bastard? Then she lost interest in the ungrateful little bastard and again asked me to help her find the gawd damn remote, 'cuz she doesn't pay us $14 a month just for us to not help her find her gawd damn remote control.
I explained to her that we really, REALLY didn't have any way to help her locate the remote for her TV, but invited her to call back if she ever had any troubles with the actual cable television. Stuff like if the sound goes out, or the channels go black-and-white, or if she's got nothing but snow on the tv screen.
"Hang on..." she said and put down her phone. I heard lots of thumping around, lots of rustling, then an "UNGH!" followed by the sound of television static.
"There! NOW can you help me?"
Vicky then asked me if she saw that. Did I see how he treats her? Did I see how he's an ungrateful little bastard? Then she lost interest in the ungrateful little bastard and again asked me to help her find the gawd damn remote, 'cuz she doesn't pay us $14 a month just for us to not help her find her gawd damn remote control.
I explained to her that we really, REALLY didn't have any way to help her locate the remote for her TV, but invited her to call back if she ever had any troubles with the actual cable television. Stuff like if the sound goes out, or the channels go black-and-white, or if she's got nothing but snow on the tv screen.
"Hang on..." she said and put down her phone. I heard lots of thumping around, lots of rustling, then an "UNGH!" followed by the sound of television static.
"There! NOW can you help me?"
