‘Is it OK if I follow up with a phone call to see how you’re enjoying our service?’
In most scenarios, this is a pretty standard question to be asked by the person setting up your internet.
But then, the operator – let’s call him Max – follows up with three words that change everything.
‘Perhaps, after hours?’
Max and I have spent the better part of an hour shamelessly flirting with each other while organising my new broadband.
He has the gift of the gab, that’s for sure – but there is also something intriguing about his voice.
It is sultry and deep, sending a shiver down my spine – and the banter was in full swing within minutes.
Max tried to stick to his sales pitch but it was no use – we were both distracted by our connection, which could be felt even through the phone.
Since he was the one working, though, I let him take the lead.
I knew the conversation was being …