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“YOUR CALL is very important to us….”

Adrienne Kelly felt a spurt of annoyance. She didn’t feel as if her call was important to anyone but herself.

“Please stay on the line….”

Her pencil tapped an angry beat against the desktop.

“We’ll be right with you.”

She’d been trying to talk to a real-live-breathing-human-being-type for what seemed like forever and all she’d gotten was bad Muzak and that annoying mechanical voice that kept repeating, “Your call is very important to us. Please stay on the line. We’ll be right with you.”

Right must be a subjective word, but in Ari’s vocabulary ten minutes of bad Muzak wasn’t quite right…it was torture.

The pencil slipped and flew across the room.

She sighed. The phone maze wasn’t just torture; it was cruel and unusual punishment.

She was throwing pencils, her head ached and she was sure her blood pressure was probably through the roof all because of the computer-induced runaround.

“Your call is important to us….” the machine began again.

Suddenly, it was as if a lightbulb went off over her head. A bolt of inspiration struck.

Ari actually smiled, despite the fact that the machine was now playing a horrible instrumental version of “Like A Virgin.”

The machine had it all wrong. This call wasn’t important to the company, but it was very important to Ari’s future.

Very, very important.