Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2010 17:43:47 GMT -5
Yes, hello, I have had some trouble canceling this service for which I signed up last month.
Fade in to Mikami in his apartment, talking on the phone.
Mikami: Well, I keep getting transferred to different places and no one anywhere seems to know how to cancel this thing...yes, I will hold.
Muzak comes out of the receiver while Mikami stands there, looking annoyed. After a minute, he hears a voice on the other end.
Mikami: Yes...no...No, I have the Credit Protection Plus, not the Debt Protection...No, I do not think they are the same thing...because I talked to someone who said it was the same thing, and they wanted some account number which I do not have...no, I have no idea, it is just what the bank signed me up for...it sounded good, but I realize it is fairly useless since my minimum payments are only fifteen dollars...*sigh*, yes, I will hold.
doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Mikami: Yes...yes...look, I really do not understand why this is so difficult to get this thing canceled...no, listen, it is the Credit Protection Plus...CREDIT. PROTECTION....PLUS...I swear, you all have worse listening comprehension skills than Allen Guiliano...nothing...nevermind...look, can you cancel this thing or not?...Well then will you please connect me to someone who can?...thank you.
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Mikami: Hello, yes...oh for the love of...no, CREDIT PROTECTION...no, I do not have any damn account number, it is for the credit card the bank gave me...well I think I have the right to talk that way after what you all have been pulling on me, this has been a miserable week of me having to deal with all your nonsense...look, please, just stop talking. I do not care. I do not care about what problems you have going on in your life. I do not care about the bad day you had. You have a job to do, so do your job...look, that has nothing to do with anything. No, listen, I have a job too, and what you are doing is like, if I had to make a promotional video for my job, but I could not think of anything, so I just had a cameraman tape me talking on the phone....no, that is not an excuse. If you cannot come up with a solution, then transfer me to someone who can...jackass. What a slacker.
Mikami is put on hold to our favorite “waiting room” music.
Mikami: Hello, yes...what do you mean, not authorized?!...well then whose name is it under?...SON OF A BITCH.
He slams the phone down on to the receiver, then gets on his knees and throws his arms in the air.
CAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
YOU OWE ME FIVE DOLLARS.
Also, time.
Time I spent on the phone.
You son of a bitch.
Fade in to Mikami in his apartment, talking on the phone.
Mikami: Well, I keep getting transferred to different places and no one anywhere seems to know how to cancel this thing...yes, I will hold.
Muzak comes out of the receiver while Mikami stands there, looking annoyed. After a minute, he hears a voice on the other end.
Mikami: Yes...no...No, I have the Credit Protection Plus, not the Debt Protection...No, I do not think they are the same thing...because I talked to someone who said it was the same thing, and they wanted some account number which I do not have...no, I have no idea, it is just what the bank signed me up for...it sounded good, but I realize it is fairly useless since my minimum payments are only fifteen dollars...*sigh*, yes, I will hold.
doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Mikami: Yes...yes...look, I really do not understand why this is so difficult to get this thing canceled...no, listen, it is the Credit Protection Plus...CREDIT. PROTECTION....PLUS...I swear, you all have worse listening comprehension skills than Allen Guiliano...nothing...nevermind...look, can you cancel this thing or not?...Well then will you please connect me to someone who can?...thank you.
dum de dum dum dum de dum dum dum
Mikami: Hello, yes...oh for the love of...no, CREDIT PROTECTION...no, I do not have any damn account number, it is for the credit card the bank gave me...well I think I have the right to talk that way after what you all have been pulling on me, this has been a miserable week of me having to deal with all your nonsense...look, please, just stop talking. I do not care. I do not care about what problems you have going on in your life. I do not care about the bad day you had. You have a job to do, so do your job...look, that has nothing to do with anything. No, listen, I have a job too, and what you are doing is like, if I had to make a promotional video for my job, but I could not think of anything, so I just had a cameraman tape me talking on the phone....no, that is not an excuse. If you cannot come up with a solution, then transfer me to someone who can...jackass. What a slacker.
Mikami is put on hold to our favorite “waiting room” music.
Mikami: Hello, yes...what do you mean, not authorized?!...well then whose name is it under?...SON OF A BITCH.
He slams the phone down on to the receiver, then gets on his knees and throws his arms in the air.
CAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
YOU OWE ME FIVE DOLLARS.
Also, time.
Time I spent on the phone.
You son of a bitch.
