One of those conversations you never want to have to have:
You: Helojh – iz dish cuhstomher sherviz?
Twit with a headphone: Hello, this is your local cable-on-demand service. How may I help you?
You: Yeah, hi. Heh, heh. I said: “Hi.” Anyway, I lost my remote.
Twit with a headphone: Oh, I see. We at [INSERT CABLE COMPANY HERE] are terribly sorry about your loss. Would you like us to send you a replacement?
You: Uh, no. We’ll probably find it tomorrow when we’re sobered up and don’t have to move all these naked bodies. But, er, if you wouldn’t mind can you change our channel to Adult on Demand? I hear there’s a double-headed ANALogies on tonight.
Twit with a headphone: [Click]
Not that I’d know firsthand or anything.
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July 21, 2006 at 12:59 am
I found myself addicted to Queen of Wands when it was running once upon a time. Customer service anything makes me remember this strip, the one right before it, and the one right after it. Enjoy.
http://www.queenofwands.net/d/20040324.html
July 21, 2006 at 8:35 am
Just for the record I did find the remote the next day
July 21, 2006 at 1:20 pm
For the record, that little excerpt was not about me. My remote control is right here on the desk just as it was all last night.
July 21, 2006 at 1:35 pm
Of course it wasn’t. Didn’t mean to suggest any such thing….it’s clearly about a twit with a headset!
July 21, 2006 at 1:40 pm
Prezishley!