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SC: “Do you know how this system works?”
Me: “I’m afraid not no, I’m only the afterhours operator.”
SC: “Oh….well, do you know how the sales work in the system?”
Did I not just answer that question? No, I do not. Stop asking me the same question. You are not trying to bypass some sort of technicality here. There isn’t a “correct” way to make this inquiry. Rewording the question does not mean you will suddenly be granted to some sort of knowledge trove I possess. The reason I am denying you is because I possess no such trove.
I haven't been on the site in a long time. I used to work customer service now I am working in a job pertaining to my field (psychology). I have 2 part-time jobs (still a full-time student), one where I work in a intensive residential treatment facility for SEVERELY misbehaved youths. Situations such as the one explained above happen at least 500,234,875,129 times a shift. They ask/explain once, they are denied, they come at you with different wording and get denied...after that, I tell them they're done...but, of course, they're not. They yell and scream and carry on saying things like, "You never listen to me!," "You're always interuppting me," "f*** you bitch! LISTEN TO ME!!!" Yes, there are consequences and whatnot...but that doesn't stop the next kid from pulling the same stuff. Oye vey! Sometimes, even though I'm glad I moved on to a job within my field, I miss the call center and it's mundane and boring characteristics.
"I'm still walking, so I'm sure that I can dance!" from Saint of Circumstance - Grateful Dead
I was under the impression that FOB (and CBC) referred to cultural groups within immigrants - FOB is Fresh Off the Boat, people who act just as if they were still back in China (I think immigrants from other countries might be using this designation too now).
Kittens!
by M.Night Coming soon to a theater near you.
And he'd even manage to eff that up as well. But I can see a film about homicidal cats and kittens. They are evil at times. It's almost as though they lying in wait, until they can pounce and take over the world.
SC: “Do you guys sell direct or only install yourself?”
Me: “I’m afraid I wouldn’t know, I’m their message desk for afterhours. You’ll have to speak with them during office hours.”
SC: “Ok. Thanks a lot, you FOB. <click>”
<snippity snip snip>
Besides, you're Chinese. ><
*facepalm* I guess she is still getting the hang of insulting people in Canada? Probably got called a FOB and it stuck. Reminds me of my former colleague who is of <ethnic origin> who was called a racist by a client of the same <ethnic origin>. Sigh.
Ah, yes. Canada Day. A day when we as a nation gather to revel it our nation’s anniversary. Apparently, we do this by piling onto the Skytrain drunk, stoned and stupid. Though I am willing to accept the smarter amongst us wisely chose to drive or are already at home.
I ran some errands and stayed home that evening. Enjoyed having a day off.
On that note, I would like to make a few recommendations to my fellow transit riders this evening:
To the girl in the acutely hideous florescent blue sweatshirt whining “Omigawd there’s no seats, I need a seat, I’m pregnant!” then wondering why no one is giving you a seat. Two things really: First of all, it’s Canada Day, so everyone is heading downtown. There hasn’t been a free seat since Royal Oak. You got on at Broadway. You’re lucky there’s breathing room, never mind a seat. Second of all, being Canadian, most of us would love to politely give our seat to you in your supposedly current condition.
I disagree. I am currently 5 months pregnant and it's obvious. I have taken the Skytrain and public transit to get to and from relevant medical appointments and have yet to be offered a seat on busy rides, even with my pregnant belly mere inches from someone's face. I have actually gotten up and given my seat up for others who clearly needed it while others stayed put. Honestly, it was a self-imposed condition and I am not suffering (yet), so I don't mind standing up. Still, an offer would be nice
To the idiot that sat in front of me, and his miscellaneous barnacle like cohorts: Please stop using "nigger" as a comma. Its not cool to begin with, and it is certainly not cool when delivered with a thick Punjabi accent. Also, if your friend reaches over me to mess around with the window and shoves his armpit in my face again. I may break him, and then you simply by proxy. Do not doubt me, I work in customer service. My heart has long since dulled to cries for mercy.
Again, to blue sweatshirt supposedly pregnant beer girl: Nice attempt at flirting with armpit guy. I assume your plan was to use a Skytrain lurch to fall delicately into his arms by “accident”. Unfortunately, you spilled your beer on him when you did this and his laughably tasteless shirt probably cost half a month’s rent. He does not appear to like you. Granted, he has 4 friends with him. If you turn slightly to the right, you can take another shot at it.
And I am sure that he was completely turned on by the fact that she was (supposedly) pregnant.
To whomever triggered the intrusion alarm at Royal Oak: You sir, are a jackass of the utmost caliber and I fervently wish the Skytrain attendants were actually in good enough shape to get up the stairs in time to catch you. But alas, they sent the Michelin Man to check the track and he required a rest break at the top of the steps before beginning to inspect the track.
To absolutely everyone on the Skytrain that thought “I’ll be smart! Granville will be really busy so I’ll get off at Burrard instead!”. I, and everyone else actually getting off at Granville, now officially hate you without compromise. Not because you think you’re smart, but because you seem remarkably confused when people started shouldering you out of the way after the 4th “Excuse me” did not lodge you and your bison like herd from directly in front of every Skytrain door. The absolute obliviousness you displayed caused me some surprise that no one simply shoved you out the Skytrain door entirely while you were busy looking bewildered as to why people behind you seemed to want to get to the door.
On the upside, it did give me an excuse to shove armpit guy out of my way.
You can't be polite on the Skytrain. You can try, but you'll just end up getting off at the next station because nobody let you through at your stop.
Hello, Mr Granville Street Busker! You seem rather depressed? Why is that? Oh, I see, there is no change in your guitar case yet. Well, perhaps I can help you out there! No, silly, not by actually giving you money. But just by giving you a little pointer: See, I think I know why your case is empty. While you have gone all out with speakers and an amp for your guitar. The inherent problem here is that when you stopped playing your guitar to take a drink of water, the guitar music kept playing.
I’m sure if you just fix this tiny little flaw in your otherwise damn fine plan, you might actually get some change in that case.
C: “Hi, I called a little while ago about rats!”
Me: “Alright?”
C: “Well they’re not rats….THEY’RE KITTENS!”
Me: “………”
C: “<whisper> They’re in the couch.”
When I finally lose my mind, I hope that this is the way it goes. I can handle a kitten infestation.
And I am sure that he was completely turned on by the fact that she was (supposedly) pregnant.
It is a definite possibility. To the Total Male Pig, this would be a plus in their mind, as the great thing about having sex with a pregnant chick is that you can't get them pregnant!
"The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is Still A Customer."
And he'd even manage to eff that up as well. But I can see a film about homicidal cats and kittens. They are evil at times. It's almost as though they lying in wait, until they can pounce and take over the world.
Kittens are adorable, but they're evil with their cuteness combined with sharp claws and kitten teeth.
Unseen but seeing oh dear, now they're masquerading as sane-KiaKat There isn't enough interpretive dance in the workplace these days-Irv 3rd shift needs love, too
RIP, mo bhrionglóid
GK your ability to deal with the level of idiocy you deal with at your job awes me. I cannot imagine encountering anyone so stupid. Especially the man who did not know how to order a T-shirt, or the one who cried over which catalog they had.
Also the Kitten infestation reminds me of the other night. I was sitting watching TV when i heard the sound of tiny clawed feet behind me. So I turned to look behind me easy chair and saw.... A FERRET!!!
My parents think my brother's ferret should be let out to play more often, but don't touch or play with her. They just open her cage, and she takes the opportunity to run upstairs and examine things. She like a ninja. You turn around and there is a tiny white ferret behind you. It's kind of frightening sometimes.
Hinakiba777-Student of Divinity-Always trying to get laid.
Annoying student=I pay tuition here so I pay your salary!
Desk Worker=I pay tuition here, too. So I guess I pay myself.
Oh gods, GK how do you deal with those people?
As for the kitten infestation I have one of my own until August when all the little ones go to new homes. How was I supposed to know that the mama cat would have 7 kittens in her first litter? Still, my little infestation is in my bedroom where they keep ending up way under the bed, I guess I need a bigger box for them.
GK I like to read your posts to my boyfriend, it makes him feel better about the idiots he deals with every day where he works. I would send you rum but since I don't know where to ship it perhaps you could take a vacation and come down here to Texas and we could drink the rum together. Or should we go visit some of the others and see if they have even better stuff to drink?
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