I have finally had it with customer service. I am officially burned out. I think everyone in this world is stupid but me now. Is that arrogant, yes, sorry in advance. However, I am having a true mental breakdown. Since starting this job I have gone from a healthy weight with no medical issues to overweight, diabetic with clinically diagnosed anxiety and depression.
I need to leave my job for my health, for my sanity. I come home every night volatile and miserable. I fear losing my fiance and son, because I have become so intolerable. I take more pills then Courtney Love in the 90's.
I can't afford to leave this job. No other jobs pay close to this, and this barely covers my expenses as is. I don't know what to do, I need help, advice, anything to make me able to live through the following REAL conversations I take 40 hours a week.
Me: Me
SC: You guessed it.
Me: Thanks for calling Big National Bank. My name is Spawned. May I have your name please?
SC: Blah, blah, blah, overdraft fees are ridiculous, I refuse to admit that no matter what not spending more money then I have solves the problem 100% of the time spiel. I am having a real hard time, we just found out my husband has cancer.
Me: Mrs. SC, I am terribly sorry to hear about your husband's diagnosisl. I know exactly how you feel as we just found out my dad has cancer. Let me see what I can do.
- Going over why she overdrew, explaining our policies, and actually going against the bank tool using my power to act and do right by this lady to refund her fees.
SC: What type of cancer does your dad have.
Me: It's a bad one, pancreatic cancer, but we are trying to remain positive and full of hope...
SC (Cutting me Off): Yeah he is as as good as dead. There is no way he can survive that.
Me (almost in tears from this comment):
(I am trying not to cry or cuss this lady out so I try to take the focus off me and kind of make her feel as I did right now with-out being mad) What type of cancer does your husband have?
SC: Skin cancer, he got it 10 years ago, he has been in remission for 8 years.
I don't need to go any further then this, I think you get it,
I actually wish I would get in an accident every day I go to work and die, rather than do this job. I am serious.
I need to leave my job for my health, for my sanity. I come home every night volatile and miserable. I fear losing my fiance and son, because I have become so intolerable. I take more pills then Courtney Love in the 90's.
I can't afford to leave this job. No other jobs pay close to this, and this barely covers my expenses as is. I don't know what to do, I need help, advice, anything to make me able to live through the following REAL conversations I take 40 hours a week.
Me: Me
SC: You guessed it.
Me: Thanks for calling Big National Bank. My name is Spawned. May I have your name please?
SC: Blah, blah, blah, overdraft fees are ridiculous, I refuse to admit that no matter what not spending more money then I have solves the problem 100% of the time spiel. I am having a real hard time, we just found out my husband has cancer.
Me: Mrs. SC, I am terribly sorry to hear about your husband's diagnosisl. I know exactly how you feel as we just found out my dad has cancer. Let me see what I can do.
- Going over why she overdrew, explaining our policies, and actually going against the bank tool using my power to act and do right by this lady to refund her fees.
SC: What type of cancer does your dad have.
Me: It's a bad one, pancreatic cancer, but we are trying to remain positive and full of hope...
SC (Cutting me Off): Yeah he is as as good as dead. There is no way he can survive that.
Me (almost in tears from this comment):

SC: Skin cancer, he got it 10 years ago, he has been in remission for 8 years.
I don't need to go any further then this, I think you get it,
I actually wish I would get in an accident every day I go to work and die, rather than do this job. I am serious.
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