This is one of my stories from Suppose: Drabbles, Flash Fiction, and Short Stories.

When was the last time you called tech support? Did you wait forever on hold? Suppose it sounded something like this.

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“Press one for support —” BEEP

“Stupid menus. Where the heck are the people?” …

“Good afternoon. This is Larry. How may I help you?”

“I didn’t call the dairy.”

“LARRY, ma’am.”

“Larry, you’ve sent the wrong color. Again. I asked for white, but that’s not what you shipped.”

“We’ll fix that. Any other problems?”

“Aside from the flimsy construction?”

“Customer code, please?”

“A-532283.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t find you in the system.”

“Your telephone support is as rotten as your stocking support.”

“Stockings? Ma’am, I think you’ve called the wrong number. This is Foundation Electronix, not Foundation Sox.”

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You’ll find more short fiction like this in Suppose: Drabbles, Flash Fiction, and Short Stories.