One Night @ the Call Centre...

We hadn't heard from each other for a while, both of us busy on our respective jobs. One fine day as I was whiling my time surfing the net in the office, having stepped in early, she called me up. After exchanging pleasantries, she told me she was reading, "One Night @ the Call Centre" and had called me up to let me know. She still remembered my desire to read the book which I had disclosed to her almost a year back. Wow! what a memory...along with the information that she had the book came the reluctance to lend it to me as she too had borrowed it. It took me another 2 minutes to coax her to lend me the book to which she finally agreed. Is there a better telemarketeer around? After about a week's wait, the book was finally in my hands.

I didn't know what to expect but my desire to read the book was totally based on the fact that I belong to the "Call centre" industry and I expected to somehow relate the story to myself. I finished it in 5 days and I must admit it was worth the read. Nibha, its a very small word but "thanks" a ton.

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Anonymous said…
ooooooooo my gooooooodddd!
it's such a sweet way of saying thanks!!!!!!!
i know u r not trying to impress me but i'm truely impressed ...................ha ha ha ha ha, from where did u learn to write???
well u r welcome n it's all my pleasure.
nibha.
10:20 AM
Anonymous said…
thought there would be sth...intresting and sth creepy....hehe
4:50 PM
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