Dear Mr. Taxi Dispatcher (or whatever the appropriate term is, if there is one?):
I'm sorry I was having trouble hearing you. I was at school when I called you, and I needed a ride home. It was very busy and loud, as it usually is; in fact, the only places that are actually quiet on campus are the ones where cell phones are either banned or have no reception, so I didn't really have any other options. So yes, I had to ask you to repeat yourself two or three times. I apologized for this each time, and I was sincere and polite about it. I said please and everything. I really couldn't help the fact that I was having trouble hearing that ETA you gave me.
But you know what I did hear, clear as day? You grumbling under your breath, "You've got to be fucking kidding me, fucking bitch." I don't care that you didn't think I'd hear it. That's unprofessional no matter how you spin it.
Also, does it count as bad service if I'm not the one paying/employing but am directly affected? (If not, I can delete this bit. Please just let me know.) But, seriously, to the contractor working on the house behind mine: What in the world made you think it was okay to jump our fence, cut through our backyard, stand in the doorway of our back door, and shout into our house? I realize you didn't want to take the time to go all the way around to our front door, but impatience on your part does not mean it's okay to trespass.
Also, please stop getting my dog all riled up. Her jumping around you, snapping her jaws, barking and growling is not her wanting to play with you. It's her warning you to get the hell out of her yard. The only reason she didn't full-on attack you was because I got there before she could.
Seriously, who the hell thinks it's a good idea to rile up an unfamiliar, 50+ lb black German Shepherd whose yard you have invaded without permission? Where is the logic in that?