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Dear Customer Service....


Ms. Spam
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Please don't ask me how I am. I know you don't care. I get it. It's your mantra because your job requires it. Just let me get on with my life. It's like when I tell the chic-fil-a girl at the drive thru thanks and they say it's their pleasure. It's not your pleasure. You're in it for a pay check or I am insane.

PS I hate AT&T. And also my second job. Like how was I supposed to know your customer is jewish and can't be out after 2 pm on Friday?

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