Red faced phone call

Got what I thought was a most unwelcome and unwanted  3rd call from a miserkedekutkiamsiap company with a ridiculous request for me to go and collect a hamper aaaallll the way in ***** (crazy ah ? petrol is free izzit? I got gas company in Saudi izzit ? ) yesterday,

so I answered like an Ah Long.....very lansi and gruffly.

Still, undeterred, the fella on the other end , went on rather politely while I was thinking to myself  ,

  Aiyo, what's the point hah ? Still not scared after I told them straight to the ear,

"wanna give, give ...don't wanna give, don't give, wanna call, call...don't wanna call, don't call "

the last time ? 

Adoi, wasting time only, not like I had anything urgent to attend to at that moment, still, I was kinda like grrrrrr....in rottweiler mode already.

Was actually thinking of donating a 15 minute chunk of my brain ( round 2 ) to what I thought was Miss Everything Cannot 's colleague, when he started to give me the address. 

I yapped " why don't you sms it to me ?" in a very I - don't- care - haughty way...

And he went " What ??? Sms ? " 

Ok got him kinda confused for a while. 

What kind of people are these hah ? Never mind lah pity him lah, maybe got tricked into this by the coward no ball hussy,
" Wait , lemme get a ballpen"

Bla bla bla and then

I realised

Omg...omg.....omg....die lah !!!

What have I doneeee????

This is not about the hamper....

this is about a gadget ....geeeeeee......so maluuuuuuu.....

Taisei wan ah me. Simply assume.

Mr. *** , I 'm so sorry if I was rather rude to you on the phone.

I seriously thought you were someone else.
See you later today ya ?

Update : the bounty