Crazy Relativescurvylittlegoth writes, "My Grandma is crazy, crazy mad. As well as regularly putting curses on us all, she once fell asleep in the armchair on a sunny afternoon, Barley Wine in one hand, Peter Stuyveson in the other, only to wake up several hours later to a Darth Vader sounding fireman. She thought she was in HELL as the smoke and flames billowed round her..."
Are any of your relatives this loopy?
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chthonic, Thu 5 Jul 2007, 15:59)
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well, i'm absolutely furiously ravingly mad right nowafter an hour yelling at barclays. after reducing the first girl to tears and then ripping my way through her supervisor's supervisor, i finally get her to say in trembling accents:
"i'm not supposed to do this, but i can give you the name and number of your relationship manager."
"good."
"it's mr rachelswipe of the stockport branch..."
"oh, you silly girl. that's my father as it happens and i am able to inform you, being as you don't seem to know yourselves, that he left that particular branch 15 YEARS ago and your bank about 5 YEARS ago," i said politely. or less than politely and full of many many asterisks, followed by: "is that how often you update your customer records you fucking money grabbing corporate cunts???"
so now i'm mad as fire and wondering why it's a prerequisite for anyone who works in customer (dis)services and specifically for barclays to be utterly useless. any ideas?
although i bet that poor girl couldn't believe her bad luck, how often does that happen? cocksmokers.
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rachelswipe with a fork, Tue 10 Jul 2007, 14:39,
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