I haven't been riled up enough to post my very own thread, but here goes:
I work in a travel call-center. Guy calls me tonight around 6pm and tells me he needs to book a reservation. Lucky for him (and me) I happened to get his secretary when she called earlier, and informed him that Pat had booked him already. I say lucky for ME because, guess who would have inevitably gotten blamed if he had been double booked?
But I digress.
He proceeds to complain about how she didn't tell him. He went on and on. I'm thinking "This is my problem, how?", but I let him rant on. Finally, I had had enough. Pat is a great secretary, and is working from home on a Saturday, for God's sake. I said "Maybe because it's Saturday?" I said it lighthearedly enough that I got away with it. He chuckled and asked me to fax the itinerary. I pointed out that I had already emailed it, but he mumbled something about his computer. Not wanting to have to listen to another rant, I quickly agreed to fax it. Although faxing is unbelieveably rare now, I clicked a couple of buttons and faxed it off as he recited the number to me.
All is well, right?
About two hours later, he calls back. Draws me, again. Lucky me.
Him: I never got my fax from earlier that the girl said she sent.
Me: Oh, that was me. I did send it. Sorry about that. Let me try it again, can I have the number?
Him: (nastily) What number did you fax it to?
Me: Well, our fax program is a little antiquated. It doesnt tell me if it goes through or not, nor does it grab the number into history for me to check it. If you'll give me the number again, I'll try again.
Him: Well, if you had faxed it, I would have gotten it. What number did you fax it to?
Me: (repeated a variation of the above) I apologize. If you'll give me the number again, I'll be happy to try it again.
Him: (dripping with sarcasm and bitterness) Yeah, maybe you can actually fax it to a NUMBER this time.
Me: (silent for a moment) Excuse me?
Him: (stupidly repeats it)
Me: .....
Him: .....
Me: Sir, lets try this again. Give me the number and I'll try it again.
(at this point, all pretense of customer service and tone has gone out of my voice)
Him: Repeats number.
Me: Oh, Im sorry, I missed the last 4..
Him: Repeats again
Me: Repeats it back, twice...slowly.
Apparently he got it, because he never called back. But DAMN!!! A simple 'I didn't get the fax, can you resend it' along with a 'sure, sorry about that. Whats the number' would have taken all of 30 seconds. When I hung up I was shaking. Usually I don't let it get to me like that, but the sheer venom in his voice just shook me to my core.
Some people have no business being allowed out in public or to speak on a telephone.
I bet his momma is proud.
I work in a travel call-center. Guy calls me tonight around 6pm and tells me he needs to book a reservation. Lucky for him (and me) I happened to get his secretary when she called earlier, and informed him that Pat had booked him already. I say lucky for ME because, guess who would have inevitably gotten blamed if he had been double booked?

But I digress.
He proceeds to complain about how she didn't tell him. He went on and on. I'm thinking "This is my problem, how?", but I let him rant on. Finally, I had had enough. Pat is a great secretary, and is working from home on a Saturday, for God's sake. I said "Maybe because it's Saturday?" I said it lighthearedly enough that I got away with it. He chuckled and asked me to fax the itinerary. I pointed out that I had already emailed it, but he mumbled something about his computer. Not wanting to have to listen to another rant, I quickly agreed to fax it. Although faxing is unbelieveably rare now, I clicked a couple of buttons and faxed it off as he recited the number to me.
All is well, right?
About two hours later, he calls back. Draws me, again. Lucky me.
Him: I never got my fax from earlier that the girl said she sent.
Me: Oh, that was me. I did send it. Sorry about that. Let me try it again, can I have the number?
Him: (nastily) What number did you fax it to?
Me: Well, our fax program is a little antiquated. It doesnt tell me if it goes through or not, nor does it grab the number into history for me to check it. If you'll give me the number again, I'll try again.
Him: Well, if you had faxed it, I would have gotten it. What number did you fax it to?
Me: (repeated a variation of the above) I apologize. If you'll give me the number again, I'll be happy to try it again.
Him: (dripping with sarcasm and bitterness) Yeah, maybe you can actually fax it to a NUMBER this time.
Me: (silent for a moment) Excuse me?
Him: (stupidly repeats it)
Me: .....
Him: .....
Me: Sir, lets try this again. Give me the number and I'll try it again.
(at this point, all pretense of customer service and tone has gone out of my voice)
Him: Repeats number.
Me: Oh, Im sorry, I missed the last 4..
Him: Repeats again
Me: Repeats it back, twice...slowly.
Apparently he got it, because he never called back. But DAMN!!! A simple 'I didn't get the fax, can you resend it' along with a 'sure, sorry about that. Whats the number' would have taken all of 30 seconds. When I hung up I was shaking. Usually I don't let it get to me like that, but the sheer venom in his voice just shook me to my core.
Some people have no business being allowed out in public or to speak on a telephone.
I bet his momma is proud.
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