Wednesday 16 May 2007

The perils of shooting your mouth off

Today at work, a sales rep gets a call from one of his customers. What ensued was a lesson to us all in doing your research and getting your facts straight.

Sales rep: Hello, Mike speaking.
Customer: Mike, are you a fuckwit?
Sales rep: I beg your pardon?
Customer: Well you must be a fuckwit, because you always fuck up our ads. Look at the prices here - we're not selling Toyota Prados for $70,000! That's fucking ridiculous! What the fuck is wrong with you?

*At this point Mike's thinking something's not right, especially considering the customer approves his ad copy before it goes to print. So he starts hunting around for the copy of the ad but can't find it. Meanwhile, the abusive language continues for at least five or ten minutes.*

Customer: I've fucking had enough, every fucking Wednesday when the paper comes out -
Sales rep: Um, our paper comes out on Friday.

*Silence ensues as the customer realises he has fucked up big time and called the wrong paper.*

Customer: Sorry.

*Goes to hang up*

Sales rep: Um, no, that's not going to cut it I'm afraid.
Customer: Mike, will you please accept my apology?
Sales rep: I will accept it along with the carton of beer I assume is on its way round here any minute now...

Brilliant.

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