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» Council Cunts
A divergence from topic? Oh my!
I've just moved house, and the council answered the phone within 5 rings, set up my Direct Debit to pay my council tax within 15 minutes and sent me a pack of (albeit useless) information about the borough the next day.
BT, on the other hand... *deep breath*
I moved in on the 1st of the month. As a borderline addicted-to-the-net chap, I immediately sought broadband joy. To find a lack of phone line. Not, I must emphasise, a lack of a physical cable, but a lack of a record of connection. Fine, say I, reconnect this phone line post haste, but since I'm paying to have a new line installed, can I get a new master socket and a couple of extensions in, y'know, positions that might be useful to me?
I got a visit from an engineer on Friday 13th. This was the first available appointment (yes, that is a fortnight). He inspected my (pre-existing) master socket, said hmm, reconnected the wires in the green box on the street and left. No extensions or moves on his job sheet apparently - insert jobsworth comment here to forestall detail.
Despite providing my Direct Debit details on the 1st, I got a "final, last, fuck you, you bastard, I'm going to cut you off" bill on the 21st. Yes, 5 working days since the line was installed. For £162. Can I get through to customer service? Can I fuck.
BASTARDS. FUCK YOUR MONOPOLY, FUCK YOUR PROFITS, AND MAY GRIZZLY BEARS FUCK YOUR CHILDREN.
Yours,
Less-than-happy of Lytham
No, there is no other option. No cable. Just BT. Click "I agree" to tell BT that they are a useless shower of cunts, or to tell me I need a length apology. Your message is important to me, and will be answered as soon as possible.
(Fri 27th Jul 2007, 1:30, More)
A divergence from topic? Oh my!
I've just moved house, and the council answered the phone within 5 rings, set up my Direct Debit to pay my council tax within 15 minutes and sent me a pack of (albeit useless) information about the borough the next day.
BT, on the other hand... *deep breath*
I moved in on the 1st of the month. As a borderline addicted-to-the-net chap, I immediately sought broadband joy. To find a lack of phone line. Not, I must emphasise, a lack of a physical cable, but a lack of a record of connection. Fine, say I, reconnect this phone line post haste, but since I'm paying to have a new line installed, can I get a new master socket and a couple of extensions in, y'know, positions that might be useful to me?
I got a visit from an engineer on Friday 13th. This was the first available appointment (yes, that is a fortnight). He inspected my (pre-existing) master socket, said hmm, reconnected the wires in the green box on the street and left. No extensions or moves on his job sheet apparently - insert jobsworth comment here to forestall detail.
Despite providing my Direct Debit details on the 1st, I got a "final, last, fuck you, you bastard, I'm going to cut you off" bill on the 21st. Yes, 5 working days since the line was installed. For £162. Can I get through to customer service? Can I fuck.
BASTARDS. FUCK YOUR MONOPOLY, FUCK YOUR PROFITS, AND MAY GRIZZLY BEARS FUCK YOUR CHILDREN.
Yours,
Less-than-happy of Lytham
No, there is no other option. No cable. Just BT. Click "I agree" to tell BT that they are a useless shower of cunts, or to tell me I need a length apology. Your message is important to me, and will be answered as soon as possible.
(Fri 27th Jul 2007, 1:30, More)
» Housemates from hell
Me.
We were all equal - none of us gave a fuck. The bath was black, toothbrushes were a memory, we had about 100 plates, and by the end of the year all of them had been used at least twice (top and bottom) and never washed.
I tried to wash up once - the growths on the cloths in the sink made me vomit. I put extra plates on top and left it.
By the time we moved out,it looked lke a tribe of gypsies had stabled cows in the bathroom, we'd used the kitchen as a greasy spoon and the bedrooms as brothels. Click I like this if you went to uni too :)
(Thu 5th Apr 2007, 22:54, More)
Me.
We were all equal - none of us gave a fuck. The bath was black, toothbrushes were a memory, we had about 100 plates, and by the end of the year all of them had been used at least twice (top and bottom) and never washed.
I tried to wash up once - the growths on the cloths in the sink made me vomit. I put extra plates on top and left it.
By the time we moved out,it looked lke a tribe of gypsies had stabled cows in the bathroom, we'd used the kitchen as a greasy spoon and the bedrooms as brothels. Click I like this if you went to uni too :)
(Thu 5th Apr 2007, 22:54, More)