pursuit

couldnt find the thread about outsourcing that was posted a few days ago. anyway, here's a joke: a london girl tried to book a cab ended up getting a cabinet delivered.
she called directory services presumebly was diverted thousands of miles away to another part of the world.
she began by asking for the number of Joe Baxi in Cockney slang. 'couldnt find any one under that name' came the answer. 'it aint a person. it's a cab, innit' the girl snapped back.
she was then transferred to a shop selling cabinets in England. after some confusion, the girl fumed:' Look love, how hard is it? All I want is your cheapest cab, innit. how much is it? i need it at 10am.' '£180' came the answer. the girl paid by card. then the next morning a cabinet was delivered to her address.