Write a funny dialogue-driven story where one person in a work environment is giving bad news to a client over the phone. The client should be unfocused, talking only about their new phone.
system
ek mjedaar samvaad-chaalit kahani likhen jahaan ek kaam ke maahaul main ek vyakti phone par ek graahak ko buree khabar de rahaa he.graahak ko anfocus kiya janaa chahie, keval apane nae phone ke bare main baat kar rahaa he.
user
bryan ne apni suchi se number dial kiya.kuch rings baad main, vah apni beemaa agency ke ek graahak shri gym carlson ke saath baat kar rahi thi.
"good morning, mistar carlson. aaj aap kaise kar rahe hai?"
"main adbhut kar rahaa hoon! mujhe abhi ek nayaa phone mila he."
mujhe vah sunakar behad khushi hui.dekhie, mujhe buree khabar ke vaahak hone ke liye khed he, lekin aapaki niti gaiyr -bhugtan ke kaaran chook gai he.apni niti ko behaal karne ke liye- "
"oh, mujhe lagata he ki spikar kii gunvattta behatar he!"
"mujhe maaf karen?"
"mere phone par vaktaa. yah bahut acha he. aap iske bare main kya sochate hai?"
"sar, main apane vaktaa ke madhyam se khud ko nahin sun saktaa."brianna ne shri carlson phesapald ke rup main ek shravy thappad suna.
"beshak aap nahin kar sakate! thik he, mere audio ke bare main kya? kya aap mujhe ab sun sakate hai? kya aap mujhe ab sun sakate hai?"shri carlson dohraye gaye, "kya aap mujhe ab sun sakate hai?"phone se aage badhane or aage badhanaa.
"shri carlson?"brianna ne apni ungaliyon ko desk par adheeratha se tap kiya.
"kya main aapako phestime kar saktaa hum?"usne utsaah se kaha."main in nae filter ko aazmaana chahta hum."
"nahin, shri carlson. main ek desk phone par hum. dekho, main sirf samachar ke saath guzar rahaa hum. kripaya online sir karen or bahaali ke liye apane kawarej par bhugtan pradaan karen."
"vaah, yah batan kya karata he?"shri carlson ne apane phone par ek ap par jaab kiya, ek jisane spasht rup se kol ko samaapt kar diya.bryanna ne aahen bhari or apni suchi main waapas chali gai.
assistant
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<|user|>
ek mjedaar samvaad-chaalit kahani likhen jahaan ek kaam ke maahaul main ek vyakti phone par ek graahak ko buree khabar de rahaa he.graahak ko anfocus kiya janaa chahie, keval apane nae phone ke bare main baat kar rahaa he.</s>
<|assistant|>
bryan ne apni suchi se number dial kiya.kuch rings baad main, vah apni beemaa agency ke ek graahak shri gym carlson ke saath baat kar rahi thi.
"good morning, mistar carlson. aaj aap kaise kar rahe hai?"
"main adbhut kar rahaa hoon! mujhe abhi ek nayaa phone mila he."
mujhe vah sunakar behad khushi hui.dekhie, mujhe buree khabar ke vaahak hone ke liye khed he, lekin aapaki niti gaiyr -bhugtan ke kaaran chook gai he.apni niti ko behaal karne ke liye- "
"oh, mujhe lagata he ki spikar kii gunvattta behatar he!"
"mujhe maaf karen?"
"mere phone par vaktaa. yah bahut acha he. aap iske bare main kya sochate hai?"
"sar, main apane vaktaa ke madhyam se khud ko nahin sun saktaa."brianna ne shri carlson phesapald ke rup main ek shravy thappad suna.
"beshak aap nahin kar sakate! thik he, mere audio ke bare main kya? kya aap mujhe ab sun sakate hai? kya aap mujhe ab sun sakate hai?"shri carlson dohraye gaye, "kya aap mujhe ab sun sakate hai?"phone se aage badhane or aage badhanaa.
"shri carlson?"brianna ne apni ungaliyon ko desk par adheeratha se tap kiya.
"kya main aapako phestime kar saktaa hum?"usne utsaah se kaha."main in nae filter ko aazmaana chahta hum."
"nahin, shri carlson. main ek desk phone par hum. dekho, main sirf samachar ke saath guzar rahaa hum. kripaya online sir karen or bahaali ke liye apane kawarej par bhugtan pradaan karen."
"vaah, yah batan kya karata he?"shri carlson ne apane phone par ek ap par jaab kiya, ek jisane spasht rup se kol ko samaapt kar diya.bryanna ne aahen bhari or apni suchi main waapas chali gai.</s>
