Phone call.

Just another lazy and relaxing day at home, listened to Love 97.2fm for the entire morning and afternoon, and found that most Chinese songs are refreshing and pleasing to the ears, songs like 滴滴滴 by 許哲珮，兄弟姐妹 by 纵贯线 (Aka. SuperBand).

I've done all of my homework, all that stupid math questions (I drew the curve thingy for the first four questions, and sought help from Jo just to realise it should be the quadrant thingy. -.-)

Something to rant about: I called the "some" Country Club to ask about something, regarding the After Exam Program (AEP) that I will be planning for BB (Not gonna tell you. :P).

First try, nobody picked up the phone.
Second try, user's busy.
Third try, there's still nobody picking up the phone. *Did someone just had a stomachache or something?*

A woman picked up the phone and said,
Woman (I have no idea how I should address her) : "Yes?" (Wth)
Me: "I am from Presbyterian High School...*blah*, I am organising a *blah blag* and I need to ask some questions regarding activity..."
Woman: "I can check for you. Please wait while I put you on hold." *Places the phone on some melody-playing device*
Me: *Inner thoughts-- Finally, someone picked up the phone.*
I waited. And waited. And waited. For THIRTY BLOODY MINUTES (Wth 2x^999). I just hate that freaking melody, it's not even a melody, it's more of a sharp, screeching noise that  Tymon makes when he's bored.
And the most upsetting thing was, someone hung the phone up on me. *Dehhhhhhhh....* Just like that. Dehhhhhhhhhhhhh........ I nearly broke my phone in half. -.-!

Then I made another call, and this time, a man (I don't know how to address him, I'm sorry. Like seriously man, man.) picked the phone.
Man: " something Country Club, how may I help you?"
Me: "I called in half an hour ago and I waited for 30 minutes before a staff member of yours hung the phone up on me."
Man: "Ah huh."
Me: "Never mind." -.- (ARGH.) 
       "I'm from Presbyterian High School... blah blah..."
Man: "I'm afraid that I can't help you with your questions, why don't you try calling my boss?" *gives me a number and his boss' name*

Me: "Thank you." -.-
Man: "Have a nice day, good bye."

THEN I called this boss of his, some Tony guy (Hey, at least I know his name, okay la, maybe 1/4 of his name.)
Tony: "something Country Club, how may I help you?" (Do they have the same genes or something? Except for the woman la.)
Me: "Yes, finally. I'm from........" *I swore I said that first two words, whoops :P*
Tony: "I don't have the answers for your answers, why don't you email your questions to the Club?" *WHAT?!*
Me : "Okay, can you give me the address?"
Tony: "It's.... Blah blah... I repeat, it's blah blah.. We will address your questions soon, have a good day, good bye."

I've learned something from that three calls, it's that the courtesy level goes up, maybe I should draw some graph, like courtesy level against time. -.-

That's all folks.