Naw am not callin from Bombay, Mrs Opodopoulos

( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 15:49, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

fucking hell, i had one of those personal injury clowns on the other day. from india. but allegedly called kevin. kevin smith. riiiiight.
adamant that i had had an accident and could claim compensation. when i assured him i had not been in any accident, he said "why you want to conceal accident, ms swipe? was it your fault? we still get compensation."

i got VERY angry. then he asked to speak to mrs swipe. i told him that he could not. he asked why. i said it was none of his business but she died 5 years ago. there was a pause. then he actually said:

"and was that in car accident?"

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. it is a sad indictment of my job that my instinctive response was "the limitation act 1980 caps personal injury claims at 3 years, you CUNT".
( rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:08, Reply)

Those people are amazing.
"What are you doing?"
"WHAT?"
"I hear you have moved to a dfifferent room, what are you doing now?"
"I'm making a SNACK... pervert.."
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:10, Reply)

If they start asking you what you're wearing, hang up.

( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:11, Reply)

it is horrendous!
stupid ambulance-chasers
( rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:16, Reply)