Irish Translation Forum

I'm working in Dundalk this week and next.

It's an hour and a half drive for me. Twice a day.

Through the rich horsey land of Kildare - into Meath and up to Louth.

One of my Kildare fellow dwellers Cian O Connor happened to win the
ONLY Gold medal (in fact the only medal of any colour) that Irealnd
won this Olympics

I passed through his townland on my way home this evening. He won the
Showjuming (solo) event and the horses name was Waterford Crystal.
Cian is Sir Anthony O Reilly's godson (heheh)- ex CEO of Heinz and after his latest marriage one one of the richest men in the world.

Anyway to make a short story long- as I was driving home this
evening the welcome home parties were getting under way.
Banners up - all over the place: kids out on the street-politicians
arriving in the hope picking up a ray of reflected glory (and a vote
in the next election)

I passed under a massive an not at all inexpensive banner.

WELCOME HOME OUR HERO'S
CIAN and WATERFORD CRYSTAL

I was shaking my head with annoyance over the hero's mess when my
mobile phone (cell) started ringing.

I couldn't answer it as I was driving - and pulled in a half mile
later to check the message. It was the voice of an irate woman and
went something like this..

'''Peter Peter ya eegit- you got the f@@king Sign wrong - ya big
gobsh@@te. Ya Spelt Heroes with an big ignorant apostrophe instead of
OES as we told ya. Not only are you not goin' to f''@@king get paid-
but we are goin' to sue ya- cos the national press is here and it
might appear in the papers'.

After the message finished -I pressed the redial called number and
recognised her voice immediately.

Hi I said - 'You wont know me- my name is pól and I've just got a
message about some heroes sign - just to let you know- that was a
wrong number''.

Click

True

ROFLMAO!!!!

I get wrong numbers on my cell all the time, but usually the message is in Spanish, and if I call back I get "no hablo Ingles"!

Redwolf

LMFAO!! What is it with wrong numbers lately? I got rang out of bed this morning around 6...and the display reads 028.... something or other - I'm still rubbing my eyes from sleep and haven't my specs on, but a friend of mine has this as the first digits of his number so I get all worked up and worried something is wrong, race to pick up in time - no one there. I fumble to open to the right page of my telephone book only to then find out that the number past the area code is not the same as who I thought it was. The clock chimes 6:00 so I had to just shrug and go make some tea.

Not as funny as Pól's story - but still odd with all these wrong numbers lately!

When we lived in Durham, we had almost the same number as a local pizza place. We got calls for pizza all the time. Most of the time it was enough to say "sorry, but Domino's is 555-1212." But one day we got this drunk on the line who called back five times, INSISTING that he had the number right and wanted to order a pizza. What could I do? I took his order. He must have passed out, because he never did call back to find out what had happened to his pizza!

When we lived in Pacific Grove, we had a rash of really nasty crank calls. I finally took to keeping a feadóg near the phone and, when the foul-mouthed caller got on the line, I'd give him a blast of the highest, loudest note that poor old whistle could manage. It actually took him two tries before he stopped calling, but then I was still smoking then...I'm sure I could blow MUCH harder now!

Redwolf

Hehe, ROFLMAO, Pól!! We used to get these daily calls from AT&T wanting to know if we wanted some of their rotton cell service, and well, to say the least, Mum was getting rather irate with the pesky calls. So the phone rang at the same time it did every day, but Mum wasn't there to stop me from answering the phone, and it'll be evident why at the end of the story . So I say sod it anyways and pick up the phone (this was in the middle of finals BTW, so I was rather pissed m'self) lo and behold it's some stupid little blonde bimbo on the other end asking the same friggin' questions. So I pull out me best Scottish accent and proceed: "If you blithering idiots don't stoop callin' me noomber, I'll personally march meself oover to yer little cubicle in wherever the friggin' 'ell ye are and take that 'eadset 'o yers and shoove it right up yer arse, you f%£&&ing brainless woonder"!! and hung up on her. Amazingly enough we've never heard back from AT&T!!

I once lost it on Sprint Canada as they wouldn't listen to my bf telling them to nick off, as the bill was in my name!!! They changed their tune a bit when he mentioned that HE is the bill payer!!! But not shortly after they called again and I told them "I do not want to hear from sprint @#$%$#$@ Canada for as long as I live" They have not called me since and it has been at least 4 years!! haha

I get the same repetitive calls from Pac Bell, asking me to switch to their long distance. They'll call me day after day, even though I tell them I'm not interested in their long distance program. Unfortunately, as they're my local and DSL provider, I can't tell them to go to h*ll all together (much as I'd like to).

Redwolf

Yeah, somehow we were sill connected with AT&T at the time, we still might be. But that was one of the reasons Mum kept me away from the phone, hehe . But it obviously didn't change our servise with them, we just never heard from them again!!

in our suburb of asheville, there are the prefixes "667" and "665". the "667" variety of the number belongs to my ma's business and the "665" to a car dealership. half of the time, we don't answer that line because we answer it to the sound of some hick from somewhere in the not-distant-enough world known as "alexander, nc" asking in a horrible southern drawl, "heyllo? is the-us saatern?" translation for those of you who don't speak redneck "hello? is this saturn?"

páidín wrote:in our suburb of asheville, there are the prefixes "667" and "665". the "667" variety of the number belongs to my ma's business and the "665" to a car dealership. half of the time, we don't answer that line because we answer it to the sound of some hick from somewhere in the not-distant-enough world known as "alexander, nc" asking in a horrible southern drawl, "heyllo? is the-us saatern?" translation for those of you who don't speak redneck "hello? is this saturn?"

*snort* No need for the translation, uh spaayk reydneyk jus fyne!!