When people talk on their cellphone while driving, I almost got hit by a woman who was doing that and she acted like it was my fault!
Customer service. Internet. Dish network. Whatever these people don't speak English. How the hell can they help me if they are sitting in India picking flys off their face and laughing at me. Yeah I hate customer service. Peace
Well one of those people you say is "sitting in India picking flys off their face " (Jeepers -how wrong is that comment) sorted my internet connection out for me. While the lazy buggers in the UK are watching night time soaps, some helpful lads and lasses are up helping people like me. So I raise a glass to them. Well, when they get it right and don't keep me on hold for 30 minutes only to be cut off. But that's another story.
I have a dish network and a verzion complex ten minutes down the road from me. Why can't they get on the phone and help me ? And yes I'm crude. Maybe these people in India don't have flys on their faces when they are babbling on to me in what they call English. I can't understand them. This sucks. Peace
WHINING!!!!!!! I fucking can't stand it. NOT from my kids! Not from my dog! Not from my friends! Not from myself. what go does it really help?
Do you call them in working hours ? If they are shunting all their calls to India, regardless of the time, and you say that service is shite. Maybe it is time to swap your supplier. Sometimes it is difficult to understand them, but with the patience of a saint, what ever is lost in translation is eventually rectified. Well it is for me anyway. I've had shit service from an operator who was English. I just judge everybody on an individual basis. Ok, yes that last bit was uke:
I don't judge. Can't. Glass house don't you know. I just want to understand what. Oh never mind it's not worth it. I must learn Hindi. Peace
I go crazy if someone has a drink or a piece of food....and they are talking. However, that itself is not the peeve. The peeve is they bring the food/drink to their mouth, then pull it away to talk some more, and the more they do this, the crazier I get.
My luck is indeed abysmal. Why not move these places to Ireland. Yes Gaelic. I would think my great aunt Ruth was healping me hook up my Modom. Peace
Another PP: Clicking on "your posts" and finding myself in "search", then having to wait 20 seconds before I can click it again, only to do so and have the same problem.