This sort of stuff is getting more reptitive now. Just for those that don't know (I'm not exactly notorious 'round here. I work customer service alongside an admin role in an office. The job's usually pretty good under the right circumstances, but these are things that happen over the phone far too often for my liking. I think there's been some kind of stupid storm recently.
Me: The chosen one
SC: Villain.
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me: Good afternoon thiscompany membership department
SC: Hello there Mr Department/Mr Membership!
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me: Good morning thiscompany membership department
SC: Is this the membership department of thiscompany?
*
one of my personal "favourites" (read: If I get another one of these I will initiate "Stabby McViolence" persona through the goddamn phone!)
me: (after several minutes of listening to SC blithering on in the vain hope that there's a point to this endless mountain of monologue) I don't understand, what exactly do you want
SC: I'm not sure.
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me: Hello there, how can I help you?
SC: You can shut up and listen
(seriously, if I didn't say anything you'd just put the damn phone down...now that's a thought! )
*
SC: blah blah blah blah blah blah, hello?
Me: yes sir/ma'am I'm here
SC: ok, blah blah blah blah blah bl...hello?
Me: Yes?
SC: Nothing, blah blah blah
me: Well sir/ma'am I can...
Sc: STOP INTERRUPTING ME!
Seriously, this is starting to happen with alarming frequency, why not just tell me to roll over and fetch if you want me to speak only when prompted by you?
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SC: bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch, how can you help?
Me: From here I can -
SC: I mean its awfully annoying
Me: Yes I can see why, if you like I should be able to-
SC: Its a terrible inconvenience too, really hinders me you know
Me: right well to help I can-
SC: Very annoying
Me: Sorry, beyond my abilities,
Sc: What?
Me: Can't help you, dreadfully sorry
Sc: Oh, ok -click-
Being interrupted once doesn't usually get to me, being interrupted every once in a while irritates me a little, but being interrupted every time I'm trying to help your sorry arse just makes me want to say "go play a game of hide and go fuck yourself" but I can't say that so I deny them the help they need.
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Me: Good afternoon thiscompany membership department
SC: do you know the store in randomtown?
Me: not exactly no, why do you need to make a complaint?
SC: Why don't you know the store?
Me: Its not really in my area
SC: Huh, a newbie,
Considering that we have hundreds of stores, I don't think it qualifies to call me a "newbie" because I don't know the one that your arse happens to visit. One day I just want to say "do you know mytown store? and when they say no, just insult them for it.
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me: Hello, how can I-
Sc: I demand a fucking refund!
Me: Sir/madam we aren't the refunds department!
SC: I don't care!
Me: Well good luck with that refund sir
(this one is apparantely typical since its just past Christmas)
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Me: Hello there, how can I help you?
SC: I'd like x y and z
Me: That's fine, let me just log that now and it should be ready in just a few minutes
Sc: Do you believe in God?
Me: Honestly, no
SC: why not?
Note: nothing against religion, but seriously, trying to question my spiritual beliefs while I'm helping you isn't the best way to gain my approval. Especially not given that I know where you live, and have access to googlemaps, anaesthetics, shovels and large open fields where nobdy would think to look for you, fear me.
Anyone else had anything like this? Or am I on my lonesome with these idiots?
Me: The chosen one
SC: Villain.
*
me: Good afternoon thiscompany membership department
SC: Hello there Mr Department/Mr Membership!
*
me: Good morning thiscompany membership department
SC: Is this the membership department of thiscompany?
*
one of my personal "favourites" (read: If I get another one of these I will initiate "Stabby McViolence" persona through the goddamn phone!)
me: (after several minutes of listening to SC blithering on in the vain hope that there's a point to this endless mountain of monologue) I don't understand, what exactly do you want
SC: I'm not sure.
*
me: Hello there, how can I help you?
SC: You can shut up and listen
(seriously, if I didn't say anything you'd just put the damn phone down...now that's a thought! )
*
SC: blah blah blah blah blah blah, hello?
Me: yes sir/ma'am I'm here
SC: ok, blah blah blah blah blah bl...hello?
Me: Yes?
SC: Nothing, blah blah blah
me: Well sir/ma'am I can...
Sc: STOP INTERRUPTING ME!
Seriously, this is starting to happen with alarming frequency, why not just tell me to roll over and fetch if you want me to speak only when prompted by you?
*
SC: bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch, how can you help?
Me: From here I can -
SC: I mean its awfully annoying
Me: Yes I can see why, if you like I should be able to-
SC: Its a terrible inconvenience too, really hinders me you know
Me: right well to help I can-
SC: Very annoying
Me: Sorry, beyond my abilities,
Sc: What?
Me: Can't help you, dreadfully sorry
Sc: Oh, ok -click-
Being interrupted once doesn't usually get to me, being interrupted every once in a while irritates me a little, but being interrupted every time I'm trying to help your sorry arse just makes me want to say "go play a game of hide and go fuck yourself" but I can't say that so I deny them the help they need.
*
Me: Good afternoon thiscompany membership department
SC: do you know the store in randomtown?
Me: not exactly no, why do you need to make a complaint?
SC: Why don't you know the store?
Me: Its not really in my area
SC: Huh, a newbie,
Considering that we have hundreds of stores, I don't think it qualifies to call me a "newbie" because I don't know the one that your arse happens to visit. One day I just want to say "do you know mytown store? and when they say no, just insult them for it.
*
me: Hello, how can I-
Sc: I demand a fucking refund!
Me: Sir/madam we aren't the refunds department!
SC: I don't care!
Me: Well good luck with that refund sir
(this one is apparantely typical since its just past Christmas)
*
Me: Hello there, how can I help you?
SC: I'd like x y and z
Me: That's fine, let me just log that now and it should be ready in just a few minutes
Sc: Do you believe in God?
Me: Honestly, no
SC: why not?
Note: nothing against religion, but seriously, trying to question my spiritual beliefs while I'm helping you isn't the best way to gain my approval. Especially not given that I know where you live, and have access to googlemaps, anaesthetics, shovels and large open fields where nobdy would think to look for you, fear me.
Anyone else had anything like this? Or am I on my lonesome with these idiots?
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