Diva
04-04-02, 08:21PM
It's Tell Your Boss To Fuck Off Day
Everyone answers to someone. So why does middle management act like they are that person? I've been working at my job for the past fourteen years. Fourteen fucking years!!!!! I know the routine. I also know that micro-management is the equivalent to penis envy. Well, I don't have a fucking penis!!!!! Boy, could I go for one right now. Bur I digress. I love my job, don't get me wrong. my co-workers are great {Hey Jax!}. We have fun together and laugh at the moronic callers. That's right, when you call and ask a stupid question, we do make fun of you. The next time you call a Medical line, make sure you're talking to the correct person before sharing the anal herpes outbreak. Deal? Or start off by saying, "I had my son there thirty-two years ago... when your question is about your nagging backache. A good rule of thumb is the TMPI range. don't go over it. TMPI: Too Much Personal Information. I hate calling a business and learning more about the grandson than the account. I always get the chatty Kathy. I feel like we have to cuddle before I hang up.
The calls aren't all bad. There was this little old lady who was great. She had a thick Russian accent and understood most English. Because of this, she was bounced from extension to extension. Why apply for a customer service job it you're not going to do it? Think global or work in a pencil factory. No one takes the time to listen these days. I've had people cry they were so grateful I didn't just put them on hold. Any hoo, I figured out what this lady needed and helped her a little more, knowing she'd get bounced otherwise. It was lunchtime which means everybody decides to call at once and can't figure out why it's so busy. So, I was in a rush to get through the calls. The little old lady told me about how she taught piano and would teach me if I wanted. I half listened, getting ready for the next call. She said to hold on and before I could say that I had to go she left the line. I was thinking of hanging up when she got back on and said, "For you, kind lady. This is my thanks." Then I heard the most beautiful music. She played the piano for me. I was in awe. When she finished, I thanked her and said that it was beautiful. We hung up and I started to cry. Silly? Fuck off. I talk to people all day long every day. Over seven thousand calls a month. People say thank you like their mommy made them do it. This lady meant it. I'm not saying you have to bust a rhyme the next time someone helps you... but she's someone I'll never forget.
What We Need Is A Diversion... Quick Get Naked
Want a souvenir? How about McVeigh's death (http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/mcveighcert1.shtml) certificate. The part that pisses me off is that the doctor listed "manner of death" as homicide. WTF?!!?!?!? At least put justifiable in there, asshole.
Everyone answers to someone. So why does middle management act like they are that person? I've been working at my job for the past fourteen years. Fourteen fucking years!!!!! I know the routine. I also know that micro-management is the equivalent to penis envy. Well, I don't have a fucking penis!!!!! Boy, could I go for one right now. Bur I digress. I love my job, don't get me wrong. my co-workers are great {Hey Jax!}. We have fun together and laugh at the moronic callers. That's right, when you call and ask a stupid question, we do make fun of you. The next time you call a Medical line, make sure you're talking to the correct person before sharing the anal herpes outbreak. Deal? Or start off by saying, "I had my son there thirty-two years ago... when your question is about your nagging backache. A good rule of thumb is the TMPI range. don't go over it. TMPI: Too Much Personal Information. I hate calling a business and learning more about the grandson than the account. I always get the chatty Kathy. I feel like we have to cuddle before I hang up.
The calls aren't all bad. There was this little old lady who was great. She had a thick Russian accent and understood most English. Because of this, she was bounced from extension to extension. Why apply for a customer service job it you're not going to do it? Think global or work in a pencil factory. No one takes the time to listen these days. I've had people cry they were so grateful I didn't just put them on hold. Any hoo, I figured out what this lady needed and helped her a little more, knowing she'd get bounced otherwise. It was lunchtime which means everybody decides to call at once and can't figure out why it's so busy. So, I was in a rush to get through the calls. The little old lady told me about how she taught piano and would teach me if I wanted. I half listened, getting ready for the next call. She said to hold on and before I could say that I had to go she left the line. I was thinking of hanging up when she got back on and said, "For you, kind lady. This is my thanks." Then I heard the most beautiful music. She played the piano for me. I was in awe. When she finished, I thanked her and said that it was beautiful. We hung up and I started to cry. Silly? Fuck off. I talk to people all day long every day. Over seven thousand calls a month. People say thank you like their mommy made them do it. This lady meant it. I'm not saying you have to bust a rhyme the next time someone helps you... but she's someone I'll never forget.
What We Need Is A Diversion... Quick Get Naked
Want a souvenir? How about McVeigh's death (http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/mcveighcert1.shtml) certificate. The part that pisses me off is that the doctor listed "manner of death" as homicide. WTF?!!?!?!? At least put justifiable in there, asshole.