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[ 09.09.02 ] [ 3:05 pm ]

maybe it's because i'm really tired today and my unhappiness can be read in my voice.

i had been calling around all morning, contacting sony, and a variety of "authorized repair centers", regarding a broken laptop. it's current state is due to its owner having big fat butterfingers.

i gave my shpiel to the man at the last place i called: "i'm calling on behalf of my Boss, who broke his laptop by dropping it..."

the voice queried, "this Boss of yours. is he a nice man?"

stunned, i drew a blank, and simply emitted a noise, "hahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...". i quickly caught myself, and apologetically uttered: "i refrain from responding to that question".

the technician laughed heartily.

perhaps he deals with many difficult personalities. i'm pleased that i unintentionally entertained him with my noncommittal response.

in the one year that i've been here, i've experienced: Boss dropping his cell phone in the toilet, breaking his second cell phone because he pushed the buttons too hard, breaking several cameras by dropping them, and now dropping his $5000 laptop. this man does not deserve to handle expensive electronics- just hand him a vivitar and an audiovox...

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