Fucking Hell!?!

[trinityvixen]

What the F!?! I just called GameStop to find out their store hours to make sure I had time to get down there today after work, and I got the most bored-sounding guy EVER on the phone. Our "conversation" went like this:

GameStop Asshat: (in snotty, aggreived tone--note: this was at 10 in the morning, not five) Thank you for calling EB, where you can [sales pitch sales pitch sales pitch--the hell is he doing introducing the store as an EB store anyway? Didn't they merge ages ago?--sales pitch]. How can I help you?
Me: (Very politely, using my telephone voice) Yes, hi, I was just wondering what your store hours are.
GameStop Asshat: ::HUGE DRAMATIC, PUT-UPON SIGH::CLICK
Me: (looks at the call timer on my work phone) Hmm, hasn't disconnected, maybe he's transferring me...doot-do-doo....
CALL ENDED
Me: Motherfucker!

He hung up on me. He fucking hung up!!! What the hell kind of business practice is that!?!

Comments

[ivy03.livejournal.com]

He hung up cause you asked store hours? That's hilarious.

[trinityvixen.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Next time, I'll just be like "Hi Mr GameStop Man. I plan to have sex with your mother and leave her pregnant with babies while I anally rape you and abuse your employee discount on your used games. What time would be good for me to come down there and do that?"