Hello all my lovely bloggees!
My head is still aching from the surplus of frustration I developed today at work.
The one thing I truly hate about my job is answering the phone. I think because a person can't see you, the or she feels it is okay to be either more aggressive, ruder, and/or demeaning. They don't have to associate a soul with their harshness so it's cool. I was looking for the gentleman that handles institutional orders so, I called the info desk hoping someone there could at least point me to the right direction. What did I get instead? A customer. A customer answered the one of the phones on the inside of the info area. I have no idea how this guy figured out I was an employee, but he preceded:
" Hello, I'm a customer at the customer service desk,
and I have been waiting here for ten minutes. Could you come here?
I have a question, and a book I need someone to find."
and I have been waiting here for ten minutes. Could you come here?
I have a question, and a book I need someone to find."
The guy hung up without letting me speak. I was kinda at the cash register with a customer. I'm so glad he gave me time to explain that while I understood his situation, I was busy at the time. While taking a breath, and counting slowly to five in my head, I noticed one of the managers found her way over to him. I don't think I would have been so annoyed had he not just hung up on me.
Another phone conversation was concerning Nora Roberts new book Table for Two: Summer Desserts/Lessons Learned. It's like the Nora Roberts' junkies don't understand, "No!!!! The book will not be out until 1 March!!!!! Today is the 12th of February!!!! I spent 10 minutes on the phone with one woman explaining to her that a "pre-order/reservation" does not mean that her book will come in earlier than anyone else's. Also, I had to explain to here that her pre-order/reservation will be held for her, and not given away as soon as the store door opens. Do you know she still had the brass cojones to ask whether she should call tomorrow to see if her book came in early? What the fuck??!!! Is Nora put little hits of crack in the pages of her books? I just finished Morrigan's Cross, and trust me, no tweeking on my part.
I also got an older gentleman with a hearing add, a lady that returned a book because the first page was creased. No. Not torn, but creased. The straw that broke the camel's back was the adorable, yet exasperating Irish duo (accents and everything) that kept buying the wrong Mitch Albom book. If at least 10% of the men in Ireland look as good as these two, I am really gonna love the Emerald Isle!!!!!
My freaking cats have reached the "annoying pet" level. One of them has managed to make a litter box out of our bedroom closet since the destruction of our bathroom. Just a little kitty water to show how upset sick-in-the-head cat is. This weekend, this cat reved the level of his/her "Real-o-meter," and kicked it into overdrive. This cat that shall not be named left us kitty poodles. And just as I thought this was just a random act of fucked-upness, it happened again on Saturday. So we put our closet door back up( we had an awesome stripped curtain instead). The curtain is still up. I love the curtain. Wasn't so sure about it at first, but it does give the room much needed character. The answer to kitty warfare. Doors with locks, Pet stain remover, Lysol, and those awesome scented cones. Sorry, if you got animals, there just gonna hurt you the way they know how. At least our floors are hardwood. Furry Bastards!!! (They so don't know there dads! Although I think Maxx and Mucky are Pops and daughter!)
No word on the inspection. Maybe I'll ask tomorrow. Heh. Three are sitting on my monitor. I should give them some attention. I've got some clips for tonight. Enjoy!
Stephen Colbert's Word-Silence
Stephen Colbert's Word- Sigh
Some David Chappelle to send ya home!!!
Keeping it Real
Keeping it Realer
Lady Yokai
Another phone conversation was concerning Nora Roberts new book Table for Two: Summer Desserts/Lessons Learned. It's like the Nora Roberts' junkies don't understand, "No!!!! The book will not be out until 1 March!!!!! Today is the 12th of February!!!! I spent 10 minutes on the phone with one woman explaining to her that a "pre-order/reservation" does not mean that her book will come in earlier than anyone else's. Also, I had to explain to here that her pre-order/reservation will be held for her, and not given away as soon as the store door opens. Do you know she still had the brass cojones to ask whether she should call tomorrow to see if her book came in early? What the fuck??!!! Is Nora put little hits of crack in the pages of her books? I just finished Morrigan's Cross, and trust me, no tweeking on my part.
I also got an older gentleman with a hearing add, a lady that returned a book because the first page was creased. No. Not torn, but creased. The straw that broke the camel's back was the adorable, yet exasperating Irish duo (accents and everything) that kept buying the wrong Mitch Albom book. If at least 10% of the men in Ireland look as good as these two, I am really gonna love the Emerald Isle!!!!!
My freaking cats have reached the "annoying pet" level. One of them has managed to make a litter box out of our bedroom closet since the destruction of our bathroom. Just a little kitty water to show how upset sick-in-the-head cat is. This weekend, this cat reved the level of his/her "Real-o-meter," and kicked it into overdrive. This cat that shall not be named left us kitty poodles. And just as I thought this was just a random act of fucked-upness, it happened again on Saturday. So we put our closet door back up( we had an awesome stripped curtain instead). The curtain is still up. I love the curtain. Wasn't so sure about it at first, but it does give the room much needed character. The answer to kitty warfare. Doors with locks, Pet stain remover, Lysol, and those awesome scented cones. Sorry, if you got animals, there just gonna hurt you the way they know how. At least our floors are hardwood. Furry Bastards!!! (They so don't know there dads! Although I think Maxx and Mucky are Pops and daughter!)
No word on the inspection. Maybe I'll ask tomorrow. Heh. Three are sitting on my monitor. I should give them some attention. I've got some clips for tonight. Enjoy!
Stephen Colbert's Word-Silence
Stephen Colbert's Word- Sigh
Some David Chappelle to send ya home!!!
Keeping it Real
Keeping it Realer
Lady Yokai
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