the phone rings . . .
May. 24th, 2002 05:58 pmme: "Hello?"
other person: [pause] Hello?"
(This is one of my two pet peeves: people who call me and answer my "hello" with a "hello" of their own. My other pet peeve is the term "pet peeve.")
me: "HellOOOHHH?!?!?!?"
other person: Yes, who's speaking? Hello? Who's speaking?
me: Nebuchadnezzar.
*click* (She hung up on me! Can you imagine?)
OK, make that three pet peeves. I also hate when people call me, don't identify themselves, and ask me to identify myself. Fuck that -- if you don't know who you're calling, chances are I don't want to talk to your dim ass.
other person: [pause] Hello?"
(This is one of my two pet peeves: people who call me and answer my "hello" with a "hello" of their own. My other pet peeve is the term "pet peeve.")
me: "HellOOOHHH?!?!?!?"
other person: Yes, who's speaking? Hello? Who's speaking?
me: Nebuchadnezzar.
*click* (She hung up on me! Can you imagine?)
OK, make that three pet peeves. I also hate when people call me, don't identify themselves, and ask me to identify myself. Fuck that -- if you don't know who you're calling, chances are I don't want to talk to your dim ass.
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Date: 2002-05-26 07:28 am (UTC)"Hello, is this Michael?"
"Yes, this is Michael."
"Is this Michael Denison?"
"Why no, this is Frank."
"What?"
"Frank. Hi, this is Frank. Why are you calling me at this hour?"
"I thought you were Michael?"
"Are you threatening me?"
*click*