I just got off a heated phone argument with a customer. It was awesome. I love when I'm totally right and there's no way I could be wrong and I make them look and feel stupid.
"...that's not how long I rented it for!"
"Well it says that on your service contract."
"Yeah, but I didn't know that that's what it meant."
"You didn't know that 'two hours of service' didn't mean four hours?!!!"
... "Why did you sign the contract not knowing what something meant?"
"What if I put a stop on the charge?"
"Go ahead. We'll just send the credit card company the contract of service and we'll get the money anyway."
It was great.
Whatever. I've got About a Boy to watch tonight. Also, the Boondock Saints. I've seen About a Boy before and wasn't that happy with it. I love Nick Hornby stories, but I also hate Hugh Grant. But I think the screenplay was shitty. We'll see.
This, on the other hand, I've been trying not to watch for a while. I'm sure I'll like it, and my friend Rob Owens says I'll definitely like it. But I really don't like the writer/director. But, oh well.
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Hey dude,
Sorry about the Joy thing. I'm glad you're all right with it, though. Oh, yeah. I'll email you my address. Blog more later.
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