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  • 01:53:12 am on November 3, 2009 | 1
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    Who: Overseas call centres

    When: Yesterday morning

    Event: I had to send some important documents to a company in Leeds yesterday, but wanted to call them first to see if I could fax the paperwork in case the originals got caught up in the postal strike. However, in spite of Leeds being just a couple of hours up the motorway, my phone call was subsequently re-directed halfway round the world. Added to this was the fact that the call-centre operator appeared to have been equipped with a woolly sock to place over the mouthpiece, while at the same time the ridiculously ropey connection cut out at regular intervals (usually as the operator was about to impart some important information to me). “The number you need is 0 – – – – – – – – – 2.” (Yeah, thanks for that).

    The launch codes for the world’s nuclear weapons should be sent to this call centre operator. I guarantee, it would be as effective as decommissioning every single warhead on earth. Because even if East and West eventually came to blows, how far is WW3 going to get with this kind of service:

    “General, thank you for confirming your bunker address. The nuclear launch code is: – – 7 – – – – 4.”

    Grrrometer: 3

     

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