Anyways, after about 20 minutes of her giving me pointless instructions that I KNOW aren't going to work and me thinking to myself, "Of all the people that had to be at work right now, I had to call in and get the new chick?" I finally took the wheel of this car speeding on the highway to "wtf"land and suggested to her what I needed to solve the problem. Her being new, she had no idea how to get me what I needed, so she said she would transfer me to her "technical team". HOLDUP. 30 SEC TIMEOUT COACH. "TECHNICAL TEAM?!" BI#@H AREN'T YOU THE TECHNICAL TEAM?! Anyways, I let that one go and then this chick gives me the whole obligatory crap they have to say before they end the call, and I wasn't really listening until this chick had the nerve to say, "At AT&T, our goal is to provide you with "one-call" service solutions, did I provide you with that today?" HOLDUP AGAIN. HELLS NAW! I paused for a second because I couldn't believe she could say something like that with a straight face. Listen here bi#@h, if you're about to TRANSFER me, how the hell is that a "one-call" solution?

To make a long story short, the white lady named Wanda transferred me to someone who knew what the hell they were talkin about and I got exactly what I needed. The lesson in this story is if you ever call AT&T and get a white lady named Wanda on the line, hang up promptly and press redial. At least for the next couple months...
PS - Please pardon my use of the word bi#@h. I'm sure Wanda's a nice lady. I just used that because I think that sometimes cursing can add comedic value to a story. Ask Richard Pryor. Go build a bridge Mother Theresa/Bishop Tutu.
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