my verizon connection
I thought I was talking to one of Bhutani's relatives on the phone about my ethernet connection, but somehow her accent just didn't strike me as v. Indian. It didn't sound like an accent, per say. It sounded like she was fucking with me.
VERIZON LADY: You are in the wrong department. I will now transfer you to the fire department. Here is the number.
ME: The fire department?
VL: Yes, the fire department.
(she rattles off the number)
ME: Uh-huh, okay.
ME: So this number will take me to the fire department?
VL.: Ahahaha, no. This number will take you to the (something unintelligible) department.
ME: Oh, okay.
VL: Please refer to there in the case of fires.
VERIZON LADY: You are in the wrong department. I will now transfer you to the fire department. Here is the number.
ME: The fire department?
VL: Yes, the fire department.
(she rattles off the number)
ME: Uh-huh, okay.
ME: So this number will take me to the fire department?
VL.: Ahahaha, no. This number will take you to the (something unintelligible) department.
ME: Oh, okay.
VL: Please refer to there in the case of fires.