My friend told me her pudding was watery so I offered to call the number for her to complain. I tried the number but their office was closed. Not ready to give up my desire to complain, I called the number on a container of yogurt instead.
The conversation went something like this:
Yogurt company: Hello my name is Sarah, thank you for calling C—–Yogurt, how may I help you today?
Me: Hi, um..
What should I say? I can’t say the yogurt is watery. It’s not. Think of something else. I panicked and said the first thing that came into my head.
..um, I’m gluten free. I was wondering if it’s safe for me to eat this product?
Yogurt company: Yes, most of our products are gluten free. So depending on the flavor, you should be fine.
Why would I say that? I’m not gluten-free. More importantly, that isn’t even a complaint! I called to complain!
Me: Um okay.Thank you.
Yogurt company: You’re welcome.
What a lame way to end the conversation. I thought. I didn’t even complain. I should complain.
Me: I didn’t like the yogurt.
And because I couldn’t think of anything else to say, I hung up. Poor Sarah probably thought I was trying to prank call her or something.
