I know, right?
“Please hold and the next available representative will take your call.”
Then that music starts up again, and it’s always gotta be some earworm song that won’t get out of your brain and you find yourself humming it in the produce section of your grocery store.
Sometimes it’s not the whole song, just a portion of it. Or some evil Muzak version of a good song (I have literally heard a Muzak version of Nirvana’s “Smells Like Teen Spirit”).
It’s just wrong. For a nice girl like me who spends A LOT of time each day on the phone, it’s crazy making.
Not that I need any help.
Image from Shoebox Blog.