The horrors of ‘on hold’

The horrors of ‘on hold’

Unhappily, as a result of the urban75 server becoming flakier than Cadbury’s finest, I’ve found myself becoming heavily acquainted with telephone ‘on hold’ music and I can’t say my life has been enriched by the experience.

My German server host seems to favour a particularly poor line in mid 80s stadium rock, serving up a diet of excruciatingly bad poodle rock that makes five minutes on hold seem like an eternity.

Perhaps it’s a tactic to make callers give up: after all, what kind of man can sustain eight solid minutes of Phil Collins?

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