Nobody talked to me.. i was at the far end of the table sitting
alone while the rest huddled together spoon feeding each
other...
If that wasnt bad enough.. they kept saying 'Badzmaro...badzmaro..
whos bad now boy...'
I was feeling a ver depressed ,so I called the Help Hotline.
I was put through to a 'call center' in Pakistan.
I explained that I was feeling suicidal.
They were very excited at this news and wanted to
know if I could drive a truck or fly an airplane....
very funny questions they ask sia.
