Billionaires

My landline's been fixed. Finally.
"Excuse the mess," I told the engineer as he stooped under my hanging laundry to enter my living room.
"Your flat's too small," he replied.
"Thanks for saying so," I said.
He hopped onto the roof, dodged back into my flat, then left.
I phoned the billionaire's hotline.
"I was told to call for compensation."
"We'll take £5 off your next bill."
"£5? My phone's been out of service for over a month. Your company can do better than that."
"I'm sorry but that's the best we can do."
Better than a kick in the teeth I guess.
I then spent the money phoning the gas and water companies begging them to reduce my bills.
You can't blame a girl for trying but you can make her pay.