Watts Orchard, Howard City, Michigan
I had a slight billing dispute to settle today. Oh, brother. When you want to order something, a cheerful operator answers the phone before the first ring. But when you have a real question or problem, here comes the muzak. And how awful it was. They truly mangled “Let It Be,” which is a sin in itself, before throwing several bad 70s tunes at me, all of which had some funky keyboard/organ thing going. The worst part was, no one actually “answered” the phone. When it connected, I was immediately blasted with this dreadfully fake-happy music. Four songs worth!