Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
children on the phone and shitty phones in general
Got a phone call from a 2 year old today. The conversation went as follows:
"Thank you for calling Insight, this is Savannah, how can I help you?"
"-beeps from pressing phone buttons-" I'm thinking right now it's someone trying to use the automated system to make a payment and they don't realize I'm on the line.
"-waiting a second- Uh, thanks for calling, can I help you?"
"Hewwo?"
"Uh, hello, how can I help you?"
"Hi!"
"Umm, is your mommy around?"
"No."
"Is your daddy around?"
"No."
"Is there anyone around at all I could talk to?"
"No! -babbling, phone buttons being pushed- Hello!"
By this time everyone around me is sniggering and laughing because I'm lost for words.
"Umm, I'm going to hang up now, bye."
"Bye!"
Icky children.
Also my blackberry is a piece of shit and the sprint store didn't fix it. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
"Thank you for calling Insight, this is Savannah, how can I help you?"
"-beeps from pressing phone buttons-" I'm thinking right now it's someone trying to use the automated system to make a payment and they don't realize I'm on the line.
"-waiting a second- Uh, thanks for calling, can I help you?"
"Hewwo?"
"Uh, hello, how can I help you?"
"Hi!"
"Umm, is your mommy around?"
"No."
"Is your daddy around?"
"No."
"Is there anyone around at all I could talk to?"
"No! -babbling, phone buttons being pushed- Hello!"
By this time everyone around me is sniggering and laughing because I'm lost for words.
"Umm, I'm going to hang up now, bye."
"Bye!"
Icky children.
Also my blackberry is a piece of shit and the sprint store didn't fix it. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Monday, March 28, 2011
scrambles and slinky
These are my cats, Scrambles...
...and Slinky.
They're not the coolest cats around (one of our favorite pastimes is throwing a ball at the wall and watching them chase and slam into it) but they are mine. Scrambles is a glutton for attention, constantly meowing for you to look at her if you haven't in a while. Slinky is more of a hands-off type of girl, never wanting to be touched, until she gets sleepy and decides to come curl up on my chest.
Together they are crazy. Both were born outside; Scrambles was a stray someone had dropped off to my boyfriend's kind-hearted mother, and Slinky was a kitten of a barn cat. Having them inside has been a change that they both like, but they still have their moments. When doors to the outside world come open, the cats like to sit and stare at birds and squirrels. They each do their warbling to try to tempt the other animals in, and in the summer it's a cacophony of meowing, squirrel hissing, and bird calls. Very melodic.
I love them though. They're my babies.
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| DEMON CAT! |
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| A little retarded. |
...and Slinky.
They're not the coolest cats around (one of our favorite pastimes is throwing a ball at the wall and watching them chase and slam into it) but they are mine. Scrambles is a glutton for attention, constantly meowing for you to look at her if you haven't in a while. Slinky is more of a hands-off type of girl, never wanting to be touched, until she gets sleepy and decides to come curl up on my chest.
Together they are crazy. Both were born outside; Scrambles was a stray someone had dropped off to my boyfriend's kind-hearted mother, and Slinky was a kitten of a barn cat. Having them inside has been a change that they both like, but they still have their moments. When doors to the outside world come open, the cats like to sit and stare at birds and squirrels. They each do their warbling to try to tempt the other animals in, and in the summer it's a cacophony of meowing, squirrel hissing, and bird calls. Very melodic.
I love them though. They're my babies.
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