Shoot me!

I'm gonna seriously smack someone soon.
I'm hoping its not my mother.
We got a new laptop for my sister.
So I have to call Optus to connect the Internet.
if you've ever dealt with a telemarketers for the net.

Its the most horrible thing.
My cold and nasally voice only strengthens the language barrier.

I'm sick, getting very frustrated and do not want to do this.
Mum keeps on telling me things i already know.
And its driving me up the wall.

While the most frustrating waiting music plays.

I've already been transferred in the first 5 minutes.

I wish i could find the woman who's voice recorded;

"Please hold", i would actually strangle her.
I just want to go to bed.

gah.

omg;
"How will i live without you?!"
on a fucking loop.