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17 June 2010 @ 09:13 pm
Oh poo  
The fault is on Energy Australia's side of things, not the house side. So a reasonably small bill and a very frustrating phone call later we are waiting for someone from the utility to appear between 11pm and 3am to (probably) fix things. And I shall be writing a letter because apparently my carefully explaining the situation did not count, it had to come from Mr Brammers (admittedly, he, too, was patronised, so it may be just someone who is a prat rather than a sexist prat.)

I have a half-charge on the laptop thanks to our friends at the Hive Bar, will save it for later so I can do some late-night writing and check out the football results at once! Alas, my phone, she is deadibones ... Actually, that's GOOD news, it never works anyway! Off to have an evening of flashbacks to commune life but without the convenient water heating apparatus of actual commune life ...
silent hallucinationalex_s9 on June 17th, 2010 06:27 pm (UTC)
I encountered this kind of sexist behaviour last March when my flat was flooded form the roof and I kept calling for almost a week for some men to come and fix it. Turned out it took one call with many new words I didn't know (or didn't know they could be used in such a context) from a very manly neighbour form downstairs for them to get their sorry asses here.
blamebramptonblamebrampton on June 17th, 2010 06:48 pm (UTC)
We're not sure if he was really sexist or just didn't want to send anyone out, since Mr B had to argue with him at length, too. Perhaps it was me shouting in the background that I would bill them for all the wasted food in the fridge that swayed the argument ;-)

But in general, that sort of behaviour is a curse! We don't fail to do our jobs because the person who needs help from us can;t word it the right way, we interpret what they are saying and teach them the right words if necessary! argh!

*Pets you and your roof*
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