The wee man came home last night after 14 hours on the help desk for Digital UK. He looked like he had run a marathon, swam the channel and had gone over Niagara Falls in a barrel. Work certainly was a culture shock. He had his share of nice calls, awkward calls and downright nasty calls. He repeated one call.
He was helping a lady retune her TV when she asked if he could slow down as her 14 year old son was following the same instructions on a TV upstairs. So every instruction had to be repeated by the Mother to her son as they went through the script. The channels were beginning to scroll down and things were going well when Ger heard a child's voice obviously coming from the boy upstairs.
"Hey Mum, we've got porn"
Priceless...
