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Song: "This Is Rape" This is how I felt when I had to activate credit/bank cards this morning. One of them just had an in-phone electronic thingy to confirm that I was indeed myself, which wasn't too bad even when I forgot my phone number. The other had that plus I had to talk to a real person to further confirm activation and then get sold a hundred different ridiculous "important" "products". The lady would just not give up. Then, just when I thought she might finally be done, I had to be transferred to someone else for some unclear reason. Apparently the lady sent me to a wrong number... Maybe she was pissed I didn't buy one of her fancy fucking useless things. It was nice to hang up and find out my card worked anyway. I hate phones. A lot.
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2005
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