Today I couldn’t resist. In my weakened infomercial state, I picked up the phone and dialed the 800 number on the screen.
“Thank you for calling Bare Minerals. May I have your zip code please?”
I told her my five digit number.
“Okay! I have you in Podunk, is that correct?”
“Opps. Nope. I live in Hickville. Do you want me to repeat the number for you?”
“Yes, Ma’am. I apologize. This is my second day on the job and I’m trying to get adjusted to the computer software.
Go ahead with the number.”
I repeated the number slowly, pausing briefly between each number so that the sound would have time to travel through the phone line.
“There we go. You live in Redneckville, correct?”
“Uh…we’re getting closer but it’s Hickville”
“Oh I am so sorry!” she apologized. “I can’t seem to get this right but you should know that I’m really cute and really nice.”
(silence)
“Do you think it would be possible for me to speak with someone really ugly and really mean?” I teased.
“Absolutely! Please hold and I’ll get my supervisor.”
