If there are any Irish people on this board who could translate the parts of the following call that I didn't understand (?) for me, I would be much appreciative. The spelling and words of these phrases is a guess at best and she was slurring pretty badly so they may not make any sense at all. 
Me: Thank you for calling Bugaboo cell pho---
SC: IT'S ABOUT BLOODY TIME! *hic* When are those minutes going to be put on my phone?!
Me: ---phones, my name is TPG, my rep id is---
SC: I don't care what yer bloody name is, just give me my minutes! I need to call Ireland!
Me: *sigh* can I have your cell number please.
SC: 123-456-7890!
Me: Thank you. One moment, please. Okay Ma'am, your order needs to be run through a security verification before it goes through.
SC: I'm not goin through no f$%^& security verification. I just want my minutes!
Me: I'm sorry, Ma'am, I am not able to process your order until I can complete this process.
SC: *hic* Well isn't that just bleedin deadly! (?)
Me: I'm sorry?
SC: Listen, you right old cow, I'll not put up with this! Give me my minutes!
Me: Ma'am please do not speak to me that way. I cannot process this order until---
SC: I'll speak to you any way I please, ya BINT! (?)
Me:
---Ma'am?
SC: WHAT?!!
Me: Do you want to finish this or---
SC: I want me bleedin minutes! What is the problem here? *and she starts yelling and carrying on*
Me: *I start talking over here at this point and raising my voice to be heard* I cannot give you your minutes until this is completed, Ma'am!
*Suddenly she begins yelling some phrase repeatedly. It sounded like "arra bee wist" (?). So I sit quietly until she finishes yelling.*
SC: HELLO!!!
Me: Yes, Ma'am?
SC: Well?!
Me: Well, what?
SC: Am I goin to get me minutes?
Me: Not until I can do security procedures, ma'am.
SC: Why do you have to be so bloody difficult? What, you havin the painters in or somethin? (?)
Me: Ma'am these security procedures are necessary to protect your credit card and I cannot finish your order until we can complete them.
SC: YOU WONT GIVE ME MY MINUTES! THE BLOODY WORTHLESS STORE WON'T FIX MY PHONE, IT'S BANJAXED (?) AND THEY DONT SEEM TO CARE! YOU AMERICANS ARE ALL SO BLOODY USELESS, I'VE GOT NO USE FOR ANY OF YE! UP YER SWISS! (?) *click*
Yeah, I scratched my head over that one.
Can anybody explain to me what all I was called?

Me: Thank you for calling Bugaboo cell pho---
SC: IT'S ABOUT BLOODY TIME! *hic* When are those minutes going to be put on my phone?!
Me: ---phones, my name is TPG, my rep id is---
SC: I don't care what yer bloody name is, just give me my minutes! I need to call Ireland!
Me: *sigh* can I have your cell number please.
SC: 123-456-7890!
Me: Thank you. One moment, please. Okay Ma'am, your order needs to be run through a security verification before it goes through.
SC: I'm not goin through no f$%^& security verification. I just want my minutes!
Me: I'm sorry, Ma'am, I am not able to process your order until I can complete this process.
SC: *hic* Well isn't that just bleedin deadly! (?)
Me: I'm sorry?
SC: Listen, you right old cow, I'll not put up with this! Give me my minutes!
Me: Ma'am please do not speak to me that way. I cannot process this order until---
SC: I'll speak to you any way I please, ya BINT! (?)
Me:
---Ma'am?SC: WHAT?!!
Me: Do you want to finish this or---
SC: I want me bleedin minutes! What is the problem here? *and she starts yelling and carrying on*
Me: *I start talking over here at this point and raising my voice to be heard* I cannot give you your minutes until this is completed, Ma'am!
*Suddenly she begins yelling some phrase repeatedly. It sounded like "arra bee wist" (?). So I sit quietly until she finishes yelling.*
SC: HELLO!!!
Me: Yes, Ma'am?
SC: Well?!
Me: Well, what?
SC: Am I goin to get me minutes?
Me: Not until I can do security procedures, ma'am.
SC: Why do you have to be so bloody difficult? What, you havin the painters in or somethin? (?)
Me: Ma'am these security procedures are necessary to protect your credit card and I cannot finish your order until we can complete them.
SC: YOU WONT GIVE ME MY MINUTES! THE BLOODY WORTHLESS STORE WON'T FIX MY PHONE, IT'S BANJAXED (?) AND THEY DONT SEEM TO CARE! YOU AMERICANS ARE ALL SO BLOODY USELESS, I'VE GOT NO USE FOR ANY OF YE! UP YER SWISS! (?) *click*
Yeah, I scratched my head over that one.
Can anybody explain to me what all I was called?

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