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Post by BigFaker on Nov 12, 2010 3:57:40 GMT -5
That you have to deal with/think about in every day life.
I've just had to threaten a middle aged man on a bus with actual bodily harm for trying to ruin my cred in a public place. Buses harbour the weirdest of people.
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Post by Astrozombie on Nov 12, 2010 5:34:46 GMT -5
Bitchy wives and bratty children, especially on random holidays at work. I had a little girl nearly cuss out her own mother just because she didn't want to see a movie with her and the mother's response was "step back...".
But maybe I had it all wrong and the little demon spawn was like Carrie or something.
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Post by Burke on Nov 12, 2010 8:41:36 GMT -5
Bitchy wives and bratty children The perfect storm of annoyance and irritation. One day at work this summer there were auditions being held for a childrens part on some TV show or commercial. Watching the interaction between child and parent throughout the day was hilarious. Some of the parents were really aggressive, berating their kid to keep practicing their lines while they were waiting in the car. On the other hand, some of the parents seemed to be deathly afraid of these evil little creatures and where at their beck and call all day, afraid of putting a foot wrong and angering them while they were "working". |
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Post by Brandon on Nov 12, 2010 9:46:51 GMT -5
People are so ratchet...
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Post by Mutant Couch on Nov 12, 2010 10:54:09 GMT -5
Bitchy wives and bratty children The perfect storm of annoyance and irritation. One day at work this summer there were auditions being held for a childrens part on some TV show or commercial. Watching the interaction between child and parent throughout the day was hilarious. Some of the parents were really aggressive, berating their kid to keep practicing their lines while they were waiting in the car. On the other hand, some of the parents seemed to be deathly afraid of these evil little creatures and where at their beck and call all day, afraid of putting a foot wrong and angering them while they were "working". One of those kids could be the next Oprah. Would you want to anger Oprah? |
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Post by Tiffany on Nov 12, 2010 11:00:15 GMT -5
today, i found out that my school is holding an event called Epic Beauty. i don't know what it is, but i'm thinking i might have to press charges.
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Post by BigFaker on Nov 12, 2010 17:43:27 GMT -5
I think I may have accidentally have accumulated a new girlfriend. I'll have to tell Fi she has to share me...
Err.... Anyone feel like doing that for me?
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Post by Mutant Couch on Nov 12, 2010 18:14:02 GMT -5
You're not supposed to tell. I believe you're supposed to carry on as is until the new one boils a bunny in your house. Either that or you murder both of them and then yourself. You really cannot lose either way.
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Post by Tiffany on Nov 14, 2010 17:10:41 GMT -5
been having kind of a rank week, but i just got back from divulging in some retail therapy. so, now i feel better. now i've got a french exam in the morning not to study for.
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Post by BigFaker on Nov 14, 2010 19:24:20 GMT -5
been having kind of a rank week, but i just got back from divulging in some retail therapy. so, now i feel better. now i've got a french exam in the morning not to study for. I think if you just give every answer sarcastically or reword the question and fire it right back at them you'll probably pass. Failing that, just leave halfway through. |
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Post by Brandon on Nov 14, 2010 19:58:13 GMT -5
Ratchet Call Transcript of the Day
Me: Sir, it looks like the wrong data plan was added to your account by mistake. I'm sorry that happened, bear with me one minute and I'll take care of that for you.
Caller: Who's fault was that?
Me: When you called in yesterday the previous agent must have clicked on the wrong plan. I'll fix that now though.
Caller: So why are you trying to make it sound like it was something I did?
Me: ... sir, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to make it sound like that.
Caller: Well you sure have a funny way of saying it, young man.
*MUTE*
Me: Fuck you.
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Post by BigFaker on Nov 14, 2010 20:14:46 GMT -5
Ratchet Call Transcript of the DayMe: Sir, it looks like the wrong data plan was added to your account by mistake. I'm sorry that happened, bear with me one minute and I'll take care of that for you. Caller: Who's fault was that? Me: When you called in yesterday the previous agent must have clicked on the wrong plan. I'll fix that now though. Caller: So why are you trying to make it sound like it was something I did? Me: ... sir, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to make it sound like that. Caller: Well you sure have a funny way of saying it, young man. *MUTE* Me: Fuck you. Haha, I've had a few calls like that! Which reminds me, we reported somebody to the FSA and their National Accounts Manager last week for telling our clients it was our fault for not paying them, when they'd neglected to inform us any money was due. |
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Post by Tiffany on Nov 15, 2010 0:59:42 GMT -5
been having kind of a rank week, but i just got back from divulging in some retail therapy. so, now i feel better. now i've got a french exam in the morning not to study for. I think if you just give every answer sarcastically or reword the question and fire it right back at them you'll probably pass. Failing that, just leave halfway through. ok, i'll try that thnx |
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Post by BigFaker on Nov 15, 2010 6:11:14 GMT -5
Ratchet Call Transcript of the DayMe: Sir, it looks like the wrong data plan was added to your account by mistake. I'm sorry that happened, bear with me one minute and I'll take care of that for you. Caller: Who's fault was that? Me: When you called in yesterday the previous agent must have clicked on the wrong plan. I'll fix that now though. Caller: So why are you trying to make it sound like it was something I did? Me: ... sir, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to make it sound like that. Caller: Well you sure have a funny way of saying it, young man. *MUTE* Me: Fuck you. Haha, I've had a few calls like that! Which reminds me, we reported somebody to the FSA and their National Accounts Manager last week for telling our clients it was our fault for not paying them, when they'd neglected to inform us any money was due. Ahhh... I love the smell of grovelling in the morning. |
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Post by Burke on Nov 15, 2010 14:44:41 GMT -5
A random incident today made me realise just how ridiculously shallow I really am. As usual walking down the high street I was pestered every 5 seconds by people wanting to sell me something/tell me about their charity/play a song on their guitar for me/ask for change/just generally waste my time. I stood in the freezing cold and listened to this one hot girl talking for a good 10 minutes before I had the heart to tell her I wasn’t interested in what she was selling. If this was a guy/non Beautiful Person caliber girl I would undoubtedly have just kept on walking right at the very start. Ratchet Call Transcript of the DayMe: Sir, it looks like the wrong data plan was added to your account by mistake. I'm sorry that happened, bear with me one minute and I'll take care of that for you. Caller: Who's fault was that? Me: When you called in yesterday the previous agent must have clicked on the wrong plan. I'll fix that now though. Caller: So why are you trying to make it sound like it was something I did? Me: ... sir, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to make it sound like that. Caller: Well you sure have a funny way of saying it, young man. *MUTE* Me: Fuck you. I love the mute button. At my old job I would have been reprimanded for using the term Sir or Madam to a client over the phone. We were told to refrain from using those terms in case we fucked up and offended butch sounding women or feminine sounding men by calling them by the wrong title. I wish I was making this up. |
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