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Dec. 4th, 2001 08:54 pm"Hello, is this Mrs Mmnlanieer?"
"This is Ms. Larimer"
"Hello. Sorry for the mispronunciation. I'm Steve from the Cornhusker Vacuum Outlet. How are you this evening?"
"Why, I'm just fine, Steve, how are you?"
"Well I'm just fine, too, thank you. Say...is your vacuum cleaner ready for the Christmas holidays?"
"Gosh, Steve, I think so. Its shopping is all done, it's done its wrapping, and it's even got its own little tiny tree set up there in the closet."
"... Ah. That's...nice. The reason I'm calling is that this week we're offering a special holiday tune-up package. Is your vacuum a canister or an upright?"
"I'm not sure. It's at that awkward age, Steve."
"Oh...kay... What we're offering, this week only, is that we'll pick up and deliver your vacuum, we'll change the bags, put on brand new belts, and make sure that the frammastat is completely combobulated, all for only $14.95."
"Well, that's lovely, Steve, but I'm afraid the vacuum is getting ready to go visit its Grammie for the holidays, and it'll be leaving on Thursday, so this week is no good."
"Er...what?"
"The vacuum, whose name coincidentally is also Steve, is going to visit its Grandma as per the custody agreement we hammered out over the summer."
"You're giving your vacuum cleaner to her?"
"It's going to visit. For Christmas."
"You're letting her borrow it? How long will she have it?"
"It's gonna depend, Steve. If Grammie is taking her medication, and she does okay with the random visits from the Vacuum Cleaner Welfare people, he could be there for weeks."
"Um...okay. And what are you going to use to clean up while she has it?"
"I generally mop up the floor with anybody who comes near me, Steve."
"Uh-huh. So when are you getting the vacuum back?"
"I told you, we don't know. Kind of unfair to the vacuum, I think, but we have to comply with the judge's order. In any case it's kind of booked up for the week, so we won't be able to take advantage of your fine offer."
(long pause ) "You're somthing else, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
*click*
"This is Ms. Larimer"
"Hello. Sorry for the mispronunciation. I'm Steve from the Cornhusker Vacuum Outlet. How are you this evening?"
"Why, I'm just fine, Steve, how are you?"
"Well I'm just fine, too, thank you. Say...is your vacuum cleaner ready for the Christmas holidays?"
"Gosh, Steve, I think so. Its shopping is all done, it's done its wrapping, and it's even got its own little tiny tree set up there in the closet."
"... Ah. That's...nice. The reason I'm calling is that this week we're offering a special holiday tune-up package. Is your vacuum a canister or an upright?"
"I'm not sure. It's at that awkward age, Steve."
"Oh...kay... What we're offering, this week only, is that we'll pick up and deliver your vacuum, we'll change the bags, put on brand new belts, and make sure that the frammastat is completely combobulated, all for only $14.95."
"Well, that's lovely, Steve, but I'm afraid the vacuum is getting ready to go visit its Grammie for the holidays, and it'll be leaving on Thursday, so this week is no good."
"Er...what?"
"The vacuum, whose name coincidentally is also Steve, is going to visit its Grandma as per the custody agreement we hammered out over the summer."
"You're giving your vacuum cleaner to her?"
"It's going to visit. For Christmas."
"You're letting her borrow it? How long will she have it?"
"It's gonna depend, Steve. If Grammie is taking her medication, and she does okay with the random visits from the Vacuum Cleaner Welfare people, he could be there for weeks."
"Um...okay. And what are you going to use to clean up while she has it?"
"I generally mop up the floor with anybody who comes near me, Steve."
"Uh-huh. So when are you getting the vacuum back?"
"I told you, we don't know. Kind of unfair to the vacuum, I think, but we have to comply with the judge's order. In any case it's kind of booked up for the week, so we won't be able to take advantage of your fine offer."
(long pause ) "You're somthing else, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
*click*