After much deliberation, I decided to ring Vodafone today and ask them if I could change my mobile phone number. This was for the usual kind of reasons.. y'know how it is, lesbians pestering for sperm because they want a baby or random people Ive spoken to once on the internet texting me at 3am pissed up and asking when im going to meet them etc. I just thought best to start afresh with no eejits!
I must admit that every time I call Vodafone, they make me genuinely feel like a special customer and today was no exception. The gentleman on the other end of the phone listened to my sob story and I didnt even have to start sobbing down the phone for him to change over my number free of charge, waiving the £25.00 fee that my Vodafone friend had told me Id be charged unless quoting a police crime reference number...
There is just one thing that has foiled this little plan... I have been sending my CV out to the world and his brother over the last couple of days.. The one contact telephone number I have on there is the number that is now none existant...
I suppose its an easier way of handling rejection.. I can now go to sleep imagining that everybody in coventry wanted to give me a job paying double the wage I am on now but try as they must, they simply could not get in touch with me...
Pah.. fucking fuck...
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2008-03-19 @ 21:54