[Critique Group 2] reminder pieces are due tomorrow

[leonard tuchyner]

Hi group2,

Just a reminder about our pieces being due tomorrow.  Mine is below.

Leonard
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Insanity, I’m On My Way





I’m  convinced the phone company is out to destroy my mind. Not
through something like a ray which simply destroys your brain. Zap,
you’re dead. That would be too easy and relatively humane. No, they
want to destroy  your sanity  with conflicting messages and maniacal
methods of confusion.

For example, our phones went completely dead last Saturday. After
going through their gauntlet of getting in touch with them, they
finally informed us that there was an area outage, and that it would
be repaired by Tuesday at 10:30 AM Relieved, we waited. Sure enough
the phone was restored at the designated time. Except that 1 half hour
later, it wasn’t.

This meant we had to go through the rigamarole of communication, which
we did, and  lost several brain cells in the process.

Then after going through a comedy of plugging and unplugging the
phones, which we  knew from past experiences would be in vain, they
told us they had no idea why the system wasn’t working. So, an
appointment was scheduled for a repairman to come to our house and
investigate the issue. Of course, they saw no connection with the
area-wide problem, which had been corrected.

The appointment was arranged, and he was to come today between 8 a.m.
and 5 p.m. Simple enough, right? Wrong.

Then  the messaging started on the designated cell phone. First it
confirmed the original appointment.  Afterward, it said if we wanted
to change  or cancel the appointment to let them know. Then a message
was sent telling us if we wanted to keep the appointment to inform
them. Also, there was a message  saying the appointment was scheduled
for a more definite time.

By this time, my mind was in a  complete muddle. Did we need to inform
them if we did not want to cancel the appointment? If so, which one?

To play it safe, we decided to contact them to let them know that we
didn’t want to cancel the appointment. Big  mistake. We had to go
through the gauntlet again in contacting them.

After trying to do this, I was ready to tear my hair out.

“We want to talk to an agent,” we  said.

“Do you want to talk to an agent?” the mechanical man asked.

“Yes,” I screamed.

Then they put us at the beginning of the contact torture chamber again.

By this time, I was ready to give up. We did. We hope to see the
technician before the end of the day. Whether he comes or not is
anyone’s guess.

Looney Tunes, do you have any room for new recruits?

 P.S.   This is not a poem.