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As much as I bitch about working customer service, I am profoundly grateful that I can do so using a masculine octave and a neutral accent. Virtually all of my female co-workers have anecdotes of being called all the worst vagina-related insults you can imagine... and the more distinctly ethnic reps get it even worse. I imagine it'd be less common in a face-to-face retail scenario, but hey, Ted here is a special snowflake.
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(Thursday morning, INT: Overdrive Computers)
TP: Look, you stupid bitch, I'm not going to argue with you. I want this router, I want it at the advertised price, and I want it now.
LH: And I want a ham sandwich. Guess which one of us is getting what they want today.
LH: I'll give you a hint: I have ham and I have bread.
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TP: Listen to me, you stupid, stupid whore. I don't care what you-
EB (darting in): Whoa whoa hey hi, hi there. Hi. I can handle this. Lily, why don't you go... take inventory or something?
LH: Gladly.
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TP: That woman is the laziest, stupidest, rudest person I have ever met. I have never been so insulted in my life. I don't ever want to talk to her again.
EB: And you never have to.
TP: Good.
EB: My name is Ellen. How may I help you?
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TP: Are you a manager, Ellen?
EB: I am not.
TP: Alright, I'm going to need to talk to your manager.
EB: Thaaat's... going to be difficult.
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