Okay, you all know I work at the newspaper, in the newsroom, doing obituaries and the like. On the weekends, most of the offices are closed but news keeps marching on, right? So here I am.
Now, the circulation department (the place where they coordinate newspaper delivery and the like) is open on the weekends from something like 6 in the morning till 1 in the afternoon. That's because that's when 99% of our people are going to go outside and see whether or not they have a paper and if they don't (hey, delivery folk ain't perfect), they can call in and circulation will send someone out to give them one.
Whenever we get a new subscriber, we offer them a little plastic box that they can attach to their mailbox for the paper to go in, which offers the paper protection from the elements. These things won't stand up to a firehose at point blank range, no, but they're plenty to shield the paper inside from a moderate rainfall. And since they're free and take literally 30 seconds to install (and hell, if you ask nice enough, the day you get your first delivery your person will bring the box along and install it themselves), almost everyone takes one.
Well, it's sprinkling today, maybe half an inch since 8 this morning. And the circulation department turned on the answering machine and went home 40 minutes ago. Yet somehow, this guy managed to get through to me up here in the newsroom and decided I should know everything.
Asshat: "Yeah, I tried calling down to circulation and just got the machine, and I need a paper cuz mine is WET!" (announced with all the conviction of a person informing me they were kneedeep in their only child's blood)
Me: "Well, the circulation department already left for the day so the machine is all there is-,"
Asshat: "So there ain't NOBODY down there??"
Me: "No, no, there's no one down there..."
Asshat: "I NEED a new paper, mine has been out in the yard all day and it's WET! I need a new one now!"
Me: "I'm sorry about that, but there's no one there and-,"
Asshat: "This is ridiculous, this is *rant rant rant* I can't believe you don't wrap your papers in plastic, this is so ridiculous *rant rant rant*"
Me: "Was the newspaper not put in your protective box?"
Asshat: "I AIN'T GOT no stupid protective box! I ain't spending the money to put one of those stupid things out! YOU PEOPLE SHOULD WRAP YOUR PAPERS IN PLASTIC!"
Me: "Well, that's why we offer the mailbox, to protect the papers from rain-,"
Asshat: "I DON'T GOT ONE!"
Me: "Well, to get one, you can call back Monday and talk to-,"
Asshat: "I need a dry paper NOW!!"
Me: "Well, I'm sorry sir, but there's nothing I personally can do. Circulation will be back in the morning at 6 a.m."
Asshat: "This is so ridiculous, this happens ALL THE TIME, I am ALWAYS getting a wet paper, this is constantly happening!"
Me: *smartass mode on* *pleasantly* "Well, sir, it hasn't rained since September 13, so I'm not sure why your paper is 'always' wet..."
Asshat: "DON'T YOU TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME YOU GET DOWN THERE AND FIND SOMEONE TO GET ME A PAPER RANT RANT RANT"
Me: Well, I am the only one here, so... *hangs up*
The phone hasn't rung again, so he either stroked out or just hasn't realized yet that I hung up on him and is yelling at dead air. Or he's waiting for me in the parking lot with a gun, whatever. I doubt it though because I'm sure he doesn't want to get his gun wet...
Now, the circulation department (the place where they coordinate newspaper delivery and the like) is open on the weekends from something like 6 in the morning till 1 in the afternoon. That's because that's when 99% of our people are going to go outside and see whether or not they have a paper and if they don't (hey, delivery folk ain't perfect), they can call in and circulation will send someone out to give them one.
Whenever we get a new subscriber, we offer them a little plastic box that they can attach to their mailbox for the paper to go in, which offers the paper protection from the elements. These things won't stand up to a firehose at point blank range, no, but they're plenty to shield the paper inside from a moderate rainfall. And since they're free and take literally 30 seconds to install (and hell, if you ask nice enough, the day you get your first delivery your person will bring the box along and install it themselves), almost everyone takes one.
Well, it's sprinkling today, maybe half an inch since 8 this morning. And the circulation department turned on the answering machine and went home 40 minutes ago. Yet somehow, this guy managed to get through to me up here in the newsroom and decided I should know everything.
Asshat: "Yeah, I tried calling down to circulation and just got the machine, and I need a paper cuz mine is WET!" (announced with all the conviction of a person informing me they were kneedeep in their only child's blood)
Me: "Well, the circulation department already left for the day so the machine is all there is-,"
Asshat: "So there ain't NOBODY down there??"
Me: "No, no, there's no one down there..."
Asshat: "I NEED a new paper, mine has been out in the yard all day and it's WET! I need a new one now!"
Me: "I'm sorry about that, but there's no one there and-,"
Asshat: "This is ridiculous, this is *rant rant rant* I can't believe you don't wrap your papers in plastic, this is so ridiculous *rant rant rant*"
Me: "Was the newspaper not put in your protective box?"
Asshat: "I AIN'T GOT no stupid protective box! I ain't spending the money to put one of those stupid things out! YOU PEOPLE SHOULD WRAP YOUR PAPERS IN PLASTIC!"
Me: "Well, that's why we offer the mailbox, to protect the papers from rain-,"
Asshat: "I DON'T GOT ONE!"
Me: "Well, to get one, you can call back Monday and talk to-,"
Asshat: "I need a dry paper NOW!!"
Me: "Well, I'm sorry sir, but there's nothing I personally can do. Circulation will be back in the morning at 6 a.m."
Asshat: "This is so ridiculous, this happens ALL THE TIME, I am ALWAYS getting a wet paper, this is constantly happening!"
Me: *smartass mode on* *pleasantly* "Well, sir, it hasn't rained since September 13, so I'm not sure why your paper is 'always' wet..."
Asshat: "DON'T YOU TAKE THAT TONE WITH ME YOU GET DOWN THERE AND FIND SOMEONE TO GET ME A PAPER RANT RANT RANT"
Me: Well, I am the only one here, so... *hangs up*
The phone hasn't rung again, so he either stroked out or just hasn't realized yet that I hung up on him and is yelling at dead air. Or he's waiting for me in the parking lot with a gun, whatever. I doubt it though because I'm sure he doesn't want to get his gun wet...

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