I don't post much, and it's been years since I've worked a job that required customer contact. Nonetheless, I do remember a few of the sucky customers I had to deal with. This one was probably one of the suckiest.
I was working in the call center of the local electric company, taking outage reports. There was a massive storm that blew through, multiple tornado touchdowns all over, and one of the towns south of my location was practically wiped off the map. So, needless to say, we were busy. We had a system set up for emergency outage reports, where we punch in the caller's address, and it can give us decent estimate of the repair time. So, if a line got cut somewhere and there was a team on the scene, we'd be able to tell the customer how long it may be before power is restored. In this situation, that wasn't an option. Crews were called in from all over the state, focusing their efforts on the massive damage in that town, and then working through the reports in order of magnitude.
The calls started coming in right as the storm passed. I hated taking emergency calls, just because they were so repetitive. In the case of this storm, it went a little like this:
Me: <opening line>
Cust: I'd like to report my power is out.
Me: <get cust info> "Thank you. The emergency team has been notified of your report. We do not have an estimate on repair time yet, but the crews are getting to everything as soon as they can."
And most people were fine. I nice "Thank You", maybe a bit of questioning about the repair time (which telling them about the crews focusing on the worst damage first took care of), and they were on their way, and I was on to the next report call.
Then I got this guy.
He calls up from his mother's mobile home, which is on the extreme outskirts of the area affected by the storm. The extent of the damage there is a downed pole. So I take the information and submit it through the report system (which adds the location information to their trouble tracking database, allowing them to more effeciently send out crews) and inform him that there is no estimate on repair, but they will be on it as soon as they can.
Him: "What?! That's not good enough! You send someone out here right now!"
Me: "I'm sorry sir, but all of our crews are focused in <town>, but they will be able to fix the pole when they have a crew available."
Him: "I don't care! I can see the pole from here, just get someone out here."
Me: "Sir, the crews have to work in order of severity. <town> was hit hard in the storm, and there are power lines down everywhere. We have people trapped in cars with live wires on them. But we will have someone out to you, as soon as they can spare a crew."
Him: "Look, my mom's on oxygen what am I supposed to do when that runs out?"
Me: "Sir, if the situation is that bad, you may want to consider getting her to a nearby hospital. I cannot guarantee that power will be restored by that time."
I did feel sorry for the guy and him mom, a bit, but there wasn't anything I could do about it. I kept trying to reassure him that someone would be out there, but I just couldn't pull someone to do it. He'd have to wait his turn.
Then he flipped.
Him: "This is bull****! You know what? Don't come out here. If I see any of your guys out here, I'm calling the police! I've had it with your company, I'm going to call <nearby power coop that doesn't service his area> and get my power from them!"
Which he can't, as the power companies here are regulated.
He just kept ranting and raving, while I'm watching the call queue stack up, and wondering why I'm staying on the phone. Then I hear another line pick up, and a little old lady's voice:
Mom: "Please, just send someone as soon as you can."
Me (ignoring her son who's now shut up): "Yes ma'am, we will have someone out as soon as possible."
And they both hung up.
I had to take a bit of a break after that. On the brighter-side, one of my coworkers got a call from John Mellencamp during that shift
I was working in the call center of the local electric company, taking outage reports. There was a massive storm that blew through, multiple tornado touchdowns all over, and one of the towns south of my location was practically wiped off the map. So, needless to say, we were busy. We had a system set up for emergency outage reports, where we punch in the caller's address, and it can give us decent estimate of the repair time. So, if a line got cut somewhere and there was a team on the scene, we'd be able to tell the customer how long it may be before power is restored. In this situation, that wasn't an option. Crews were called in from all over the state, focusing their efforts on the massive damage in that town, and then working through the reports in order of magnitude.
The calls started coming in right as the storm passed. I hated taking emergency calls, just because they were so repetitive. In the case of this storm, it went a little like this:
Me: <opening line>
Cust: I'd like to report my power is out.
Me: <get cust info> "Thank you. The emergency team has been notified of your report. We do not have an estimate on repair time yet, but the crews are getting to everything as soon as they can."
And most people were fine. I nice "Thank You", maybe a bit of questioning about the repair time (which telling them about the crews focusing on the worst damage first took care of), and they were on their way, and I was on to the next report call.
Then I got this guy.
He calls up from his mother's mobile home, which is on the extreme outskirts of the area affected by the storm. The extent of the damage there is a downed pole. So I take the information and submit it through the report system (which adds the location information to their trouble tracking database, allowing them to more effeciently send out crews) and inform him that there is no estimate on repair, but they will be on it as soon as they can.
Him: "What?! That's not good enough! You send someone out here right now!"
Me: "I'm sorry sir, but all of our crews are focused in <town>, but they will be able to fix the pole when they have a crew available."
Him: "I don't care! I can see the pole from here, just get someone out here."
Me: "Sir, the crews have to work in order of severity. <town> was hit hard in the storm, and there are power lines down everywhere. We have people trapped in cars with live wires on them. But we will have someone out to you, as soon as they can spare a crew."
Him: "Look, my mom's on oxygen what am I supposed to do when that runs out?"
Me: "Sir, if the situation is that bad, you may want to consider getting her to a nearby hospital. I cannot guarantee that power will be restored by that time."
I did feel sorry for the guy and him mom, a bit, but there wasn't anything I could do about it. I kept trying to reassure him that someone would be out there, but I just couldn't pull someone to do it. He'd have to wait his turn.
Then he flipped.
Him: "This is bull****! You know what? Don't come out here. If I see any of your guys out here, I'm calling the police! I've had it with your company, I'm going to call <nearby power coop that doesn't service his area> and get my power from them!"
Which he can't, as the power companies here are regulated.
He just kept ranting and raving, while I'm watching the call queue stack up, and wondering why I'm staying on the phone. Then I hear another line pick up, and a little old lady's voice:
Mom: "Please, just send someone as soon as you can."
Me (ignoring her son who's now shut up): "Yes ma'am, we will have someone out as soon as possible."
And they both hung up.
I had to take a bit of a break after that. On the brighter-side, one of my coworkers got a call from John Mellencamp during that shift

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