Life in USA
I'm going to provide you with a little sketch about what it feels living in USA:
Imagine one deligthfull day. Calm. Pigeons sing in the trees. Squirrels hide nuts. You are at your workplace and everything is calm. Suddenly, the phone rings. You are swinging in your benchchair and Pawan stretch the phone: David, is for you. You take it, you listen and...--David! THe Internet company called me with a $250 bill!! They told me we have to pay... Holly shit, who is this? what is she talking me about.... you nearly hit the ground from the shock. You can barely stay in your chair: a bill? a bill? dollars to pay? Who is talking...you recall: -Oh yes! My roomate that left our appartment half a year ago is calling me now, half a year later, with a misterious half a year ago bill...Holly cow! I even remember who she looked like, now try to find where this bill comes from. the Homebody Security Department thread level raised from green to severe! Geth's losss, schnelee schnelle!!!
All army corps and reserves and milita are being mobilized!!!! RED ALARM!!!
-I am not going to pay it, that's clear. She proceeds on the phone...But, but, but, you mumble, may I should call them? What I should tell them?
-Tell them that they called me and ask about the bill...-but, but...you continue to mumble...will they know? How I specify the bill to them? Just telling they called you? That's like trying to find a needle in a haystack or even worse, trying to find a missing file in Windows XP!!!
-I don't know, you calle them, the number is 888-111111. Clong! The phone hungs up.
Then, what you should do? You call them, and after surviving to a half dozen answer machines that looked like a WWI trench war, entering digits, changing extension, bips, background music, saying: "yes" and awaiting the automatic machines answering: "I think you say yes, touch one to confirm" you reach a human representative:
After the customary welcoming phrase that sounds like: "Thanks-for- calling- this-VERY-VERY-VERY- nice-and-efficient-company, remember-we-have-a-month-discount-of-blblblbla-product-and- blabllaba-rebate,-Christmas-is-coming,-you-will-have-to-buy-something-better-is-our-product" you explain your problem:
-Yes, look, my former roomate called me with a $250 bill, and we don't know where it comes from.
- (----)
-(---) (the representative is not answering. Just keeps mute.
-sorry? Is there anyone? You try to know if the conection dropped.
-I don't know what THE HELL are you talking about. She answers.
-Ok, that's good, because neither me, you ad a "he, he" that doesn't produce the desired effect, it sounded to void...During 15 mintues you proceed giving more detailed specifications until she can figure out who you are, who your old rommate might be, etc... then she replies:
-You are cleared, no bills nothing. Anything else?
-But, what about the problem?
-Anything else?
-Oh, well, no.
-Ok, have a nice day ----SIGUIENTE--- Actually you cannot hear this last word because she already hung up...
And then, after all this crap, you are back in square one.
That's live, live in USA.
Imagine one deligthfull day. Calm. Pigeons sing in the trees. Squirrels hide nuts. You are at your workplace and everything is calm. Suddenly, the phone rings. You are swinging in your benchchair and Pawan stretch the phone: David, is for you. You take it, you listen and...--David! THe Internet company called me with a $250 bill!! They told me we have to pay... Holly shit, who is this? what is she talking me about.... you nearly hit the ground from the shock. You can barely stay in your chair: a bill? a bill? dollars to pay? Who is talking...you recall: -Oh yes! My roomate that left our appartment half a year ago is calling me now, half a year later, with a misterious half a year ago bill...Holly cow! I even remember who she looked like, now try to find where this bill comes from. the Homebody Security Department thread level raised from green to severe! Geth's losss, schnelee schnelle!!!
All army corps and reserves and milita are being mobilized!!!! RED ALARM!!!
-I am not going to pay it, that's clear. She proceeds on the phone...But, but, but, you mumble, may I should call them? What I should tell them?
-Tell them that they called me and ask about the bill...-but, but...you continue to mumble...will they know? How I specify the bill to them? Just telling they called you? That's like trying to find a needle in a haystack or even worse, trying to find a missing file in Windows XP!!!
-I don't know, you calle them, the number is 888-111111. Clong! The phone hungs up.
Then, what you should do? You call them, and after surviving to a half dozen answer machines that looked like a WWI trench war, entering digits, changing extension, bips, background music, saying: "yes" and awaiting the automatic machines answering: "I think you say yes, touch one to confirm" you reach a human representative:
After the customary welcoming phrase that sounds like: "Thanks-for- calling- this-VERY-VERY-VERY- nice-and-efficient-company, remember-we-have-a-month-discount-of-blblblbla-product-and- blabllaba-rebate,-Christmas-is-coming,-you-will-have-to-buy-something-better-is-our-product" you explain your problem:
-Yes, look, my former roomate called me with a $250 bill, and we don't know where it comes from.
- (----)
-(---) (the representative is not answering. Just keeps mute.
-sorry? Is there anyone? You try to know if the conection dropped.
-I don't know what THE HELL are you talking about. She answers.
-Ok, that's good, because neither me, you ad a "he, he" that doesn't produce the desired effect, it sounded to void...During 15 mintues you proceed giving more detailed specifications until she can figure out who you are, who your old rommate might be, etc... then she replies:
-You are cleared, no bills nothing. Anything else?
-But, what about the problem?
-Anything else?
-Oh, well, no.
-Ok, have a nice day ----SIGUIENTE--- Actually you cannot hear this last word because she already hung up...
And then, after all this crap, you are back in square one.
That's live, live in USA.