Disagreeable types.
My Eggbox 360 went spanner-wise. Which is to say, I got the three red lights of doom. So, it is proper broken. I call Microsoft and they agree that it needs to limp in for fixes.
Arrangement is, they do this, nice and dumb-like:
They issue a 3 day lifespan sticky label, and send forth a MAN to deliver. MAN is UPS MAN.
Of course the official line is special dream-like, "We will send a man, and man will put special stick-sticky through your let-boc."
Reality, they will conjur a hunchback, unthinking and pebble-brained to:
A: Call at my empty day-time house - 1 time B: Call at my empty day-time house - 2 time Argh, what, this is not what you said would haps, Microsoft mon. Are you a MAN, Micorsoff? So, after gentle complain, Mr UPS say I stick the yellow to the threshold with super signature and a full, filled in form. And all will be O-to-the-K. That is to say - Okay. Oh, I make special effort to arrange improvised water-proofed notice, it include necessary yellow note and appended scral, say "What is the necessarym, as UPS him say." Uh-oh, him UPS come and deem, he take dim deem view of this. Perhaps he chew his own jaw. But he cert not READ THE NOTICE HIS COLLEAGUE ADVISED to. Hmm, day three, I receive apols multip. He yester wronger. He shou never say that thing. SO, I should call Microsoff. To arrange. And I feel like I gnaw the frame off. All I wan is a worker EggBoc. I lay on the floor, and roll into the corner. And sigh.
_________________ Malc
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