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DAMNIT! Now I'm getting other people's SCs, and they're CALLING ME AT HOME! WTF!
I checked my answering machine today. The answering machine that very clearly says, in a non-professional, casual way, that "You have reached Arachne and Mr. Fly. ". Anyone with half a brain is going to figure out from this message alone that we're not the local newspaper. Nevertheless, left on the answering machine was a message from some old geezer complaining that he didn't get his paper. And I mean he was a GEEZER. If a bad comedian was doing a 'Hey kids, get of my lawn!' skit, they would use the voice this guy was using.
Anyway, he rambled for a while about how "we have some problems to deal with" if "you can't give good customer service", and so on. He used all the SC phrases, including threatening to cancel his subscription and claiming to be such a good customer. Finally, Mr. Fly stopped laughing and turned it off when I started swearing up a storm.
I'm very careful not to connect my home phone number to my work in any way (my co-workers have it, but also understand that I will make sure they wish I had killed them if they give it to anyone for any reason) specifically to avoid SCs invading my sanctum at home, but they manage to find me anyway.
In other news, while I was sitting at the doctor's office waiting to be seen for an ear infection *grumble, grumble*, a lady stepped out of the examining area and walked over to the front desk. The moment I saw her, I had this cringing fear reaction, like I wanted to run. Yes, I have finally gotten to where I can sense SCs before they even open their mouths. She was one of the Needy, Fragile Women SCs. Passive aggressive and demanding, using long silences to try to force you to make it all better, while doing absolutely nothing to help herself, using the litany of her pain to manipulate the compassion of others. Sure enough, she started making the nurses lives hell in exactly the ways I had known she would. (She needed another appointment, but wouldn't see one of the two doctors who could do it, and of the other one, shot down the first three available appointments because they didn't work with her schedule, then had the nerve to complain about waiting two weeks.) The funniest part was when she tried to guilt the nurse into giving her an earlier appointment by whining about how much pain she was in, and then trailing off at the point where she expected the nurse to cut in and pull a new appointment for her out of her butt, and the nurse just stared at her in a stony silence.
I checked my answering machine today. The answering machine that very clearly says, in a non-professional, casual way, that "You have reached Arachne and Mr. Fly. ". Anyone with half a brain is going to figure out from this message alone that we're not the local newspaper. Nevertheless, left on the answering machine was a message from some old geezer complaining that he didn't get his paper. And I mean he was a GEEZER. If a bad comedian was doing a 'Hey kids, get of my lawn!' skit, they would use the voice this guy was using.
Anyway, he rambled for a while about how "we have some problems to deal with" if "you can't give good customer service", and so on. He used all the SC phrases, including threatening to cancel his subscription and claiming to be such a good customer. Finally, Mr. Fly stopped laughing and turned it off when I started swearing up a storm.
I'm very careful not to connect my home phone number to my work in any way (my co-workers have it, but also understand that I will make sure they wish I had killed them if they give it to anyone for any reason) specifically to avoid SCs invading my sanctum at home, but they manage to find me anyway.
In other news, while I was sitting at the doctor's office waiting to be seen for an ear infection *grumble, grumble*, a lady stepped out of the examining area and walked over to the front desk. The moment I saw her, I had this cringing fear reaction, like I wanted to run. Yes, I have finally gotten to where I can sense SCs before they even open their mouths. She was one of the Needy, Fragile Women SCs. Passive aggressive and demanding, using long silences to try to force you to make it all better, while doing absolutely nothing to help herself, using the litany of her pain to manipulate the compassion of others. Sure enough, she started making the nurses lives hell in exactly the ways I had known she would. (She needed another appointment, but wouldn't see one of the two doctors who could do it, and of the other one, shot down the first three available appointments because they didn't work with her schedule, then had the nerve to complain about waiting two weeks.) The funniest part was when she tried to guilt the nurse into giving her an earlier appointment by whining about how much pain she was in, and then trailing off at the point where she expected the nurse to cut in and pull a new appointment for her out of her butt, and the nurse just stared at her in a stony silence.
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