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I just had to call my phone/net provider - went through the automated system, pressing the right menu option, saying the nature of the problem loudly and clearly when asked etc and then on hold waiting for an advisor, listening to the usual on hold music.
I'd been holding for about 4 minutes when someone knocked at the front door - I hung up the call and went to answer my door - postman: can I take a parcel for next door. No problem.
I now have a bouncy barking, over excited bearded collie jumping about besides me wanting to know what the big papery parcel is and whether it's rippable.
Back to my desk and redial - go through the menu options (saying the nature of the problem loudly and clearly when asked, but having to do it three fucking times because Carrot times his barks to drown out my words) listen to the on-hold music for 5 mins and then: another fucking knock at the door. Neighbour back already, wanting his parcel.
#firstworldproblems
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