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And you need to make a phone call to get out.
“you fool! I’m the daughter of a Let Me Speak to Your Manager woman, your telephonic threats mean nothing to me!”
actually I need you to fill out this PDF form and email it back to me along with a written letter of explanation
“FUCK”
Okay Satan
And the call goes straight to voicemail.
So you hang up and practice the voicemail, and when you call back to leave it, they answer
That actually sounds pretty efficient and nice, you deal with them one by one and then you feel great for haging gotten it all done
I already have one of those. It’s my half-bath with a clogged branch drain. I tried to snake it for close to an hour with no luck. I got so frustrated that I had to step away. Now I have a clogged drain, a toilet sitting in the hallway, paper towels shoved in the hole to keep the smell from coming up, and tools all over the floor.
That’s the house I already live in.
“There were some… inconsistencies in your insurance paperwork we’ll need to address. At great length.”
Incoherent screaming
This, mortal, is the room of phone calls you need to make to strangers…about something that is important to YOU AND YOUR WELLBEING. 👹 🫣
I’m gonna go ahead and choose or death.
