Man, Telecom have got my friggen blood up this afternoon. My mother has had to push her life link to get an ambulance to pick her up and take her to Thames hospital. It happens from time to time, so I am not panicing, but it is unsettling all the same. I have given it a couple of hours, time to be seen by the doctors and a decision made on whether they are keeping her or not and I go to ring the hospital. My bloody phone number book is not by the phone where it lives - so I pick up the phone and dial directory service to get the number.
Ha! What a joke that service turned out to be. After getting disconnected twice my call is finally answered by a female of some asian persuasion, now I know she was speaking English, but it would have been easy to mistake it for something else. I ask for the number for Thames Hospital and she comes back with, "I only have numbers for the departments, what department do you want?" How about the main phone number? No, do you want x-ray? So I thanked her for being of no help and came down here to look it up online. Should have done that in the first place.
Mother is fine - drugs work wonders, but she will be staying the night tonight, so I can relax for the evening. Now, where is my phone number book?
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