the daily shock

I sit in my cubicle and the phone rings. I grab the receiver...

"Hello Sir, this is Sonia from Standard Chartered Bank. Do you hold a debit card?"

"Ahh, Sonia. Nice to hear you again. Do you remember me?"

"Ehh no Sir, (hihihi) excuse me, I don't. Are you interested in a SC credit card?"

"Listen Ms. Sonia, I know you very well. You call me up at least four times a week - since February. Either you or one of your colleagues. And you really don't remember me? Last week we talked for an hour. I told you not to call me again and asked for promoting this among your team members. Your disturbing calls are a pain in the ass and they do not contribute at all to the performance in my office. I was asking for your manager's phone in order to place a complaint about your ongoing hassles. You were almost crying and begging me not to place a complaint, promising me that you will never bother me again with this shit! Also, you promised to announce a ban of my company's numbers among your colleagues. Obviously, you failed in this!"

"Ehhh, yes Sir."

"And do you have any idea what I will do next?"

"Yes Sir, sure!"

"No, I don't think so... Listen! I will make your worklife a little more complicated now. I will call up your manager and complain about you."

"Ohh please Sir, please don't do that. I promise not to call you again. I promise..."

"Your manager's name is Nithin, right?"

"Ehh, I don't know."

"Never mind, since I know it for sure. You gave me the number last week, remember?"

"Ehh, yes Sir. But are you interested in a credit card from Standard Chartered Bank?"

AAAAAAAARRRRRRGHHH!!!