Wednesday, April 23, 2003 On another, equally annoying note, why is it that every customer service line, for every company in the world employ people from India, or Pakistan, or somewhere, with accents so strong you haven't the foggiest idea what in God's Holy Name they are saying? I don't care if it's the credit card company, Qwest, or American Eagle, there is a 99% chance you won't have a clue what they are saying. I have nothing against India, or Pakistan, or whatever, but seriously at least enforce some sort of weeding out process to toss out the people who sound like Gandhi underwater. Anymore you have to spend $100,000 on a college education to speak the number of languages required to remedy a $2.95 charge. Ridiculous. Lastly, it's a beautiful day, and my Dad's Game is on ESPN. Just click on GAMEDAY, and you can follow it pitch-by-pitch if you so desire. P.S. This post is not posted last night, it is actually Thursday afternoon. |
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