This morning after reading about Michael Bloomberg’s pothole blitz encouraging New Yorkers to report potholes around the city, I decided to do just that. I dialed 311. I kid you not, this is how the conversation went:
Operator: 311, how may I help you?
Me: I would like to report a pothole.
Operator: Ok sir. Now who has pot?
Me: No. A pothole.
Operator: Exactly sir. I believe the local precinct can help you with all reports of drugs, drug dealing or any other illicit or illegal activities witnessed.
Me: I want to report holes in the streets, caused by water, ice and snow that destroys cars.
Operator: Sir, you want to file an additional report of someone destroying your car?
I hang up.