So I was booking in 2 hard drive data recoveries today. One customer had come in and told me out-right he needed one, and the other I had dealt with earlier, came up to me while I was dealing with the first (who didn’t seem to mind) so I booked them both at the same time. I finished them off, put the paperwork onto the clipboards for those machines, charged them for the work then sent them on their way
I went into the actual tech area. The two jobs had booked for 2 separate people; Stu and Ade. I put both computers on the desk…
Stu: What’s up with those then, Flea?
Me: 2 hard drive data recoveries, one for you and one for Ade
*Ade looks up*
Me: The one for stu is to recover all the documents off the desktops, all their “my documents” folders, and all shared documents, the one for Ade is to recover a database from Quicken quickbooks
Ade: Bollocks to that. Fuck sake, why is it when a fucking bastard of a data recovery job gets booked, it always slots in onto MY fucking job sheet?!
Stu: *Chuckles*
Ade: Don’t bastard laugh. I’m serious, it pisses me off. And what fucktard still uses bastard quicken?! Stu, Swap jobs with me?
Stu: Hell no
Ade: Cunt. Botch, do you fancy doing it?
Me: Bollocks to you. I ain’t doing you a favour after Monday
Ade: Cunt sucker. What did I ever do to you?!
Me: *Looks over the top of my glasses* The day after I had a car crash that nearly killed me, your first and exact words to me were “Oi, Crash test. What the fuck you doing causing a fucking pile-up on the motorway. I missed a shag because of you”
Ade: oh, yeah so you ain’t gonna do it then?
Me: Nope
Ade: cock sucker
Me: Yup
And so begins another day in the Tech centre.
I should point out that heartless as ade calling me “crash test” sounds, he did come up to me at the end of the day and say “Listen kid, I know I’m not serious very often but I am now. I saw what happened and I’m guessing you know you’re lucky to be alive. You should have taken a day off today and why you didn’t is totally beyond me. Just remember to take it easy and get some rest. A hot bath will sort out all your aches and pains from that”
So yeah, mouthy as he is, Ade has his serious moments.
I went into the actual tech area. The two jobs had booked for 2 separate people; Stu and Ade. I put both computers on the desk…
Stu: What’s up with those then, Flea?
Me: 2 hard drive data recoveries, one for you and one for Ade
*Ade looks up*
Me: The one for stu is to recover all the documents off the desktops, all their “my documents” folders, and all shared documents, the one for Ade is to recover a database from Quicken quickbooks
Ade: Bollocks to that. Fuck sake, why is it when a fucking bastard of a data recovery job gets booked, it always slots in onto MY fucking job sheet?!
Stu: *Chuckles*
Ade: Don’t bastard laugh. I’m serious, it pisses me off. And what fucktard still uses bastard quicken?! Stu, Swap jobs with me?
Stu: Hell no
Ade: Cunt. Botch, do you fancy doing it?
Me: Bollocks to you. I ain’t doing you a favour after Monday
Ade: Cunt sucker. What did I ever do to you?!
Me: *Looks over the top of my glasses* The day after I had a car crash that nearly killed me, your first and exact words to me were “Oi, Crash test. What the fuck you doing causing a fucking pile-up on the motorway. I missed a shag because of you”
Ade: oh, yeah so you ain’t gonna do it then?
Me: Nope
Ade: cock sucker
Me: Yup
And so begins another day in the Tech centre.
I should point out that heartless as ade calling me “crash test” sounds, he did come up to me at the end of the day and say “Listen kid, I know I’m not serious very often but I am now. I saw what happened and I’m guessing you know you’re lucky to be alive. You should have taken a day off today and why you didn’t is totally beyond me. Just remember to take it easy and get some rest. A hot bath will sort out all your aches and pains from that”
So yeah, mouthy as he is, Ade has his serious moments.
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