Еще один пост про долбоебов, иллюстрация прилагается. Понимаю,...

Another post about dolboyebov, illustration attached. I understand that social networks are already full of posts (absolutely correct posts) about the fact that phone calls to strangers without prior agreement in the presence of alternative communication channels in the age of the Internet is a hell subject to destruction and oblivion. I understand that my letter may seem like a nervous twist of a bombing introvert. And yet I’ll build myself into the chorus of truth.

Progress allowed me, lying on the couch and scratching my belly, to select the product I need in the online store (having studied its characteristics along the way and compared with the alternatives), place an order, optionally pay for it online, receive order information by email - and then wait for the courier , well, or drop into the pickup point yourself. Praise progress, in the 80s this was not cranked up. But everyone spoils the fuckers who seem to be holding an online store, accept payment by bank transfer, use a mail bot to send out information about orders - and for all this for some reason they do not want to get out of the 80s.

A few minutes after I made the order, received information about the order by mail and went about other things, the fuckers start to ring. For some reason, the fact that I chose the product, indicated the email, name, preferred method of delivery - this is not enough for them. They forget that they are online, their mother, a store, climb into a time machine, fly into a world not happy with the development of information technology, and start calling me from this world. Let us leave out of the brackets that, in principle, to call in such a situation is a bad manners, a lot has been written about it, now I’m talking about something else.

Why are the fuckers calling me? Then, in order to once again say everything that I have already typed in the form on the site: what to call me Daniel, I ordered such and such a fuck, I will pick it up at the pick-up point. All the years of technical progress down the drain - without a bell, of course, there is no way to close a deal, blasphemy. Indeed, all of a sudden I accidentally sealed up a little, actually calling Avdotya, I wanted to order another fucking thing, and let forty thousand couriers bring it to me. So after all, it usually happens, everyone's mind goes dark on the Internet, they print all sorts of nonsense, you need to call to clarify everything, right?

I don’t understand, do they have two of the three orders from insane and jokers driving other people's phones, and without a confirmation call they will fly off in the minus because of the cost of couriers and logistics for phony orders? By the way, some dolbybes also call after preliminary online payment - apparently, the fact that I have already paid for the purchase does not sufficiently confirm my intentions, “DO YOU TALK? ..”, yeah. Or if they don’t like my voice over the phone, will they sell me nothing?

And this is beautiful: in the LETTER, ask for CALL to confirm the order. Like if you confirm with an answer to a letter (well, let’s say, I’m not sorry for the unfortunate fucking assassins), this is not enough. What if they took me hostage and took possession of my mail? But if you CALL, then everything is OK: well, it’s for sure Daniel, I recognize his voice from a thousand! Everything is all right, colleagues, we’ll pack a fuck!

Here. If anything, I’m in a good mood, I don’t forget about pills. I just wanted to train the syllable on the dolts)