Wednesday, January 17, 2007
It's a Love- Hate Relationship
" Hi! Very good afternoon.. Welcome to *** This is Adi speaking ,can I have your contact number please?"
"Give me 2 **** Upsize, without Mayo please. "
"Can I have your contact number before I take your order, Sir?"
"Oh, contact number.. My contact number is Singapore 210053"
wtf.
"Okay Sir, thank you for your postal code, can I have your contact number?"
"More chilli sauce and and mayo please..."
"Give me your bloody phone number before I get over there and pull your sorry face right through this phone, which I promise will be a very slow and painful affair."
"I need to have your telephone number, Sir."
"Oh, sorry sorry.. 61234567"
"Thank you Sir. And your name is?"
"erm.. Tan"
"Okay Mr Tan, can I have your postal code again, please"
"Postal code ah? Hash zero-four dash two-seven-three"
And the story goes on....
It's because of people like Mr Tan, I sometimes prefer taking calls from Immigrants.. Be it students, or workers. They CAN provide me with the infomation I need, despite having to decipher their seemingly monotonous American-accented version of English.
Sank you Mr Zhou. Sank you..
And to the army boys, there is no such thing as 'No postal code." If I can find a postal code to a disused carpark, YOU can find one for your camp.
And Mrs Sim, ALL HDB flats have postal codes. Come up to me again telling me you don't have a postal code, and I will hang up your call, not before sending 200 packets of chilli sauce to you.
Thanks Agents for making life more wonderful.
Wanna join us, Su? It'll be really memorable.
nakalboi. Another day is done;
- 10:55 am