[Migrated from Loolykinns] A story from FASTtelco’s era: Would it work there?

Sometimes I get the most retarded and awkward calls.

Once, a drunkturd called complimenting our dial-up calls. For 15 minutes. And I think they have a sixth sense that they know when to call, when the queue hits the roof. I’m not going to talk about this, I’m going to talk about this random call that I actually feel special answering it 😛

Me: FASTtelco technical support. Dherar speaking, how may I help?
Customer: Yes, I have a small question regarding your DSL connections.
*Here I thought she’d ask about prices, I fixed my fingers on the transfer button*
Me: Sure, go ahead. What is your question?
Customer: If I bought a router here and sent it to Iraq, would it work?
*/Facepalming*
Me: Come again?
Customer: If I bought a router from whatever computer shop in Hawalli and delivered it to Iraq, would it work there?
*All the mean answers I can reply with and the fun I can make off of her*
Me: If their Internet providers provides DSL services, yes. If not, then no.
Customer: I don’t really understand, would it work or no?
*Patience*
Me: If they have DSL providers, it’ll work. If not, it won’t. Think of it as mobile phones; if they have mobile service providers, it’ll work. If not, it won’t.
Customer: I still don’t get it.
*Don’t lose it Dherar… You can do it! You can fight the urge to burst*
Me: I’m not sure, I don’t know anything about the Internet providers in there.
Customer: Is that a no?
Me: It’s a maybe.

Customer wasn’t convinced and I proceeded with the call closure sequence.

I had to sign out, take a 15 minutes break to laugh and make tea for the whole department (This is what I do in my break, spoil the guys and make them some tea).

One thought on “[Migrated from Loolykinns] A story from FASTtelco’s era: Would it work there?

  1. HAHAHAHAHAH DUDE I WAS SO CLOSE TO WET MY PANTS ROFL!

    I have such terrible events on daily basis, trust me it made me so depressed that i dont leave the house except for getting an espresso shot and going back home.

    Regards.

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