Apr 23, 1988 21:23
today i was late for work...NOW THERE'S A SHOCKER!
i decided to call sandra yang to tell her i was running late.
when she picked up the phone however, i was inspired by certain dark (brown) forces that shall remain nameless.
i proceeded to put on my most disgusting creepy, juicy voice and alert her to the fact that a young man had sold me a lipstick that was far too pale for my complexion. when asked if i'd like to exchange it for another, i confessed that it tasted bad and i wanted to return it. sandra, being freelance much like myself let me know that she was unable to help me with this issue and i'd have to deal with someone who actually worked there. she asked for my name and number and told me she'd have hassan call me back.
i proceeded to just randomly yell letters at her. she wrote them down as follows. bzyndygnadenan. i told her it was pronounced bhaefkjasldkafoeabfcoaijdoaksj (imagine that as a sound or mumble). she then took down my 'phone' number and i hung up. 2 hours late hassan shows up at work and for a good 20 mins they tried to figure out how to pronounce the name. sandra, distressed, proceeded to tell hassan that the cliennt was very unnerving and she thought, possibly, hearing impaired, thus the strange speech. i was laughing very hard at this point, i did, however laugh harder once hassan actually picked the phone and tried to make contact.
unfortunately they never got through to bzyndygnadenan, so she'll have to keep her foul lipstick. or perhaps, call back again.