Who am I talking to?

So I call fido’s *46 number to refill my pay-as-you-go plan.

As what normally happens I expected to press 2 to refill my account and press whatever combination of numbers to pay via credit card etc etc.

However this time I’m greeted by someone who identifies herself as ‘Andrea’. Okay.
I just wanted in to punch in the numbers and get my account re-filled. Instead I have Andrea ask me if I want to refill my account.

So I did the natural thing and said “What’s your name again?”.
“Umm, I didn’t get that. Please say yes or no.”, was the response I got. Dandy.

I liked the touchtone number punched automated customer service machines. Voice activated customer service machines make me feel stupid. I’m saying “yes” or “no” to a machine here. Over my cell phone.

But atleast now I have someone who will always talk to me when I feel lonely. Even if she doesn’t get what I’m saying.

jokes

On my return to work from vacation, we were playing lunch time poker. Being tired I was being generally serious in the start. Which sparked this conversation:

co-worker: “Adnan, you’re different now. How come you don’t laugh at our jokes anymore?”
me: “I understand them now”

Frankfurt

Checking in from Frankfurt on my way back to Toronto.

Nothing too exciting to report, except I was the only one in my line asked to remove my shoes and have them put through the scanner. That after I had been searched and gone past the metal detector.

Fun stuff.