So, I finally decided to upgrade to a new cell phone since the one that I was using had crap reception. And by crap reception I mean, every call was like trying to talk to every deaf, retarded person on the planet. i.e. s**t phone.
So I'm standing in the phone store with my mom (who was there to take care of all the paper work and what have you) When this old woman (late 70's-80's) walks into the store. The conversation goes like this (not word for word, but you get the gist).
SG: sales girl
(OW) old woman: lacks tempanic membrane's
Sg: Hi, what can I help you with today.
OW: Well, I recieved this phone as a give away and I think it's broken.
SG: Really? That can't be right. It's brand new. What's wrong with it?
OW: The ringer doesn't work.
SG procedes to play with the phone untill the ring tone goes off. And it was LOUD. So loud that if i had put the thing to my head, my ears would be bleeding profusly.
SG: You can't hear that?
OW: Hear what?
Me:
(inside my head) Holy S**t. This woman is stone deaf.
They then procede to try out every frikin tone on the phone, landing across a few that the woman can actually pic up on. Like the ridicuously loud ones that make you want to take the gizmo and jam it up the person's urethra.
All I could do was stand there and exchange WTF glances with my mom. And thus my faith in humanity took a small dive today.
So I'm standing in the phone store with my mom (who was there to take care of all the paper work and what have you) When this old woman (late 70's-80's) walks into the store. The conversation goes like this (not word for word, but you get the gist).
SG: sales girl
(OW) old woman: lacks tempanic membrane's
Sg: Hi, what can I help you with today.
OW: Well, I recieved this phone as a give away and I think it's broken.
SG: Really? That can't be right. It's brand new. What's wrong with it?
OW: The ringer doesn't work.
SG procedes to play with the phone untill the ring tone goes off. And it was LOUD. So loud that if i had put the thing to my head, my ears would be bleeding profusly.
SG: You can't hear that?
OW: Hear what?
Me:
(inside my head) Holy S**t. This woman is stone deaf.They then procede to try out every frikin tone on the phone, landing across a few that the woman can actually pic up on. Like the ridicuously loud ones that make you want to take the gizmo and jam it up the person's urethra.
All I could do was stand there and exchange WTF glances with my mom. And thus my faith in humanity took a small dive today.


Hmmmm, maybe that's not such a bad idea, come to think of it.
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