Poem -
“Calling Customer Services” Grrrrrrrrr ?
I listened to automated messages with European voices instructing me to select options with keypad numbered choices
Now bare in mind I was deafened by the sound with a song on repeat
as I stood pacing the floor with my fidgety feet
Over and over that same sound played til’ my head was sore and my dizziness swayed
Held amidst a queue on the end of a phone feeling frustrated as hell and totally blue
I absolutely detest calling customer services, it fills me with anxiety and nauseating nervousness
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Comments
Aw bless you...I HATE it too...my blood pressure goes through the roof in bloody red hot rage!!!! My sympathies and I will be along presently to checkout the other 1000 poems ?, lol, kids are still home, I'm popping on and off randomly....hugs ?
Lol ❤️?❤️
A great poem Jill!
We get so many spam telephone calls in our home, none of us want to pick up the phone anymore. When on the phone with customer service for many businesses it's like taking a thirty minute nap, while standing up holding the phone, or trying to go to the bathroom, or while doing the dishes. Once I spent an hour and a half on hold for something important and they they just hung up! Ha-ha!
Dam hate those automated things lol Thank you ❤️?❤️
awwwww❤️?❤️