Do NOT come into my house to borrow my phone and then proceed to slander all nationalities that are not West Coast Washington United States. Really.
Oh now he is insulting the people on the phone - "Are you in the U.S. or the Philippines? How do I get to the U.S. people? You people in the Philippines don't know what you are doing."
My neighbors, Ron and Ann do not have cellphones ("we don't know how to use them and don't want them"). About a year or so ago, Clearwire (their internet provider) talked them into dumping their landline for one of Clearwire phones. At the time they asked me what I thought of the idea and I told them I thought it was not wise at all to put all of their communications in the hands of Clearwire.
Apparently, this morning their internet service (and, so, phone service) went out and hasn't come back. Ron came to borrow my phone. He has no clues how to use a smart phone so I had to stand here and climb through the Clearwire telephone tree for him.
After he finishes insulting the person on the other end of the line, he tells her he has to go home and get the numbers (serial numbers, I presume) and then come back and call her back.
I couldn't stand to listen any more so I told him to take the phone with him down the freakin hall and deal with it there.
I don't have a lot of patience on a good day but when someone is rude to people on my dime, that just does me in.
I know he'll come back to either get me to make another call or to return the phone and regale me with how stupid everyone is in the Philippines. Wonder if he knows how to hang up. Th giant END CALL button should be a clue but maybe not.
The Rest Of The Story...
He came back in 30 minutes and said "Well, finally after all that the person in the Philippines told me the tower over in Bellevue was down."
He did add that "maybe we need to think about getting a cellphone."
It just astonishes me that someone here in Seattle thinks it's perfectly fine and acceptable to denigrate entire classes and nationalities of people. My grandmother referred to the woman who cleaned out house for us once a week as 'that nigra' in front of her and in the south, at that time, that was not that unusual - humiliating when it's your own family member - but not that unusual.
One of the things I love about Seattle is the lack of tolerance for that kind of thing in general. I called out his wife, Ann, on it once and that kind of put an end to her doing in around me but apparently it was not contagious. Geesh. and Yuck.