The Last Furlong

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Phoning Pensions

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I just had to phone the Pensions people. The UK government actually.

I am called a “customer” – a customer?

I have to PAY for the call. PAY. I repeat PAY.

I find that truly offensive.

I waited – and waited – and waited. And waited and waited. They made a good profit off me.

The “customer service advisor” who came on the line sounded to be in her nineties!

But she was a star. I really liked her.

Without her, I would have been left STEAMING.

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Author: thelastfurlong

I'm someone also pounding the Path, just like you.. I'm retired, going into Old Age and loving my life. I'm hoping to remain happy and well for as long as possible. Old Age is not SO bad - yet!

2 thoughts on “Phoning Pensions

  1. I must say that they have always been helpful to me, and phone me back when asked, being in France an all. But it was some time ago, and I didn’t have to hold on for long.

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