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( , Thu 3 Sep 2009, 12:20)
Dreadful pits of hellish torture for both customer and the people who work there. Press 1 to leave an amusing story, press 2 for us to send you a lunchbox full of turds.
( , Thu 3 Sep 2009, 12:20)
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Never read and speak at the same time
I used to work in a call centre. I also used to run pub quizzes in the evenings. One day over lunchtime it was quiet in the office, so I decided to write some questions. My research on this particular day was for the music round, so there I was with my head buried in the Guinness Book of Hit Singles. Suddenly there was a beep in my ear, which was my cue to speak, upon which I uttered the immortal line 'Good afternoon, Frankie Goes To Hollywood'. Christ I felt like a twat as a roar of confused laughter went round the room.
( , Thu 3 Sep 2009, 22:45, 1 reply)
I used to work in a call centre. I also used to run pub quizzes in the evenings. One day over lunchtime it was quiet in the office, so I decided to write some questions. My research on this particular day was for the music round, so there I was with my head buried in the Guinness Book of Hit Singles. Suddenly there was a beep in my ear, which was my cue to speak, upon which I uttered the immortal line 'Good afternoon, Frankie Goes To Hollywood'. Christ I felt like a twat as a roar of confused laughter went round the room.
( , Thu 3 Sep 2009, 22:45, 1 reply)
*cries with laughter*
Absolutely hilarious, made my morning - thank you.
Up there with the kid in everyone's class who accidentally called the teacher 'Mummy'....
( , Fri 4 Sep 2009, 11:15, closed)
Absolutely hilarious, made my morning - thank you.
Up there with the kid in everyone's class who accidentally called the teacher 'Mummy'....
( , Fri 4 Sep 2009, 11:15, closed)
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