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Customer today: "My dog ate my bill."
I ended up talking this woman for 30 minutes trying to get things set up online so that we could prevent future dog related accidents. It should have taken about five minutes, but she lost her screen name and then her password and then we kept getting error messages and oh yeah she rambled about the various other things her dog has eaten (shoes, toilet paper, a mattress).
I guess this makes up for all those jerks because this was fucking hilarious. The call slaughtered my handle time, but whatever.
Her dog.
Ate.
Her bill.
