Female caller: Cen I spik to meessis Shair-ul merd baggage plis?
Female caller: Hullo. I am collink from ze HSBC. Bee-vore cen spik about yor accunt I neet you to gif me (blah blah blah) ent yor date off birt. Plis?
Me: No, thankyou, goodbye.
I know it looks like she had a German accent, but to be frank I don't know what it was. I know the HSBC have very frustratingly given a lot of work over to Indian call centres, but this woman sounded more like a squeaky, disinterested version of Avid Merrion.
So now if your bank wants to talk to you they do it via someone in another country;
- Who has a painful accent which is hard to follow
- And who has no idea what its like to live here and what the sums he/she refers to mean in real terms
- And who probably doesnt even work for the company or give a shit about hitting the wrong button
- Nor about UK standards of data protection
But when by all thats holy did the tossers give up on even the courtesy of asking if its a good time to talk?