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[May. 13th, 2004|12:32 pm] |
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yeah the other day some woman called up. i said 'hello?' and she said, 'is this the radisson?' and i said '..yeah, i thought i was picking up another line - yeah, this is the radisson.' and then she proceeds to make reservations. i got all of her information: her credit card number, her home phone and address... har, har, har. she gave me everything. i wrote it all down, you know, because i had to repeat it to her to act like i was verifying. i ripped it all up and threw it away as soon as i hung up. i wish i could see these people when they show up to the radisson and say 'we have reservations.' uhh.. NO YOU DON'T! HAR, HAR, HAR... |
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