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Sequel to this http://www.customerssuck.com/board/s...ad.php?t=69731 involving the guy from the second story.
Well, he was back again, dropping his wife off for an evening class. He held up a laptop bag.
DM: I planned ahead this time. I brought my laptop with me.
Me: Oh cool. Good stuff.
He went off to drop his wife off, and returned a few minutes later.
DM: So can I get in a classroom so I can have a seat and go on my laptop?
Me: Oh I'm sorry, I can't let you into a classroom without prior permission from whoever's room it is.
DM: Why??
Me: Because it's their room. They have their own desks and documents in there. They might not want anyone in there without them knowing. Plus *lie* I don't have the keys.
DM: Ok, I'll just come in the office and sit with you then.
Creepy!
Me: I can't let anyone besides staff into this office.
DM: You really don't make it easy do you? Where can I go then?
Me: Well, why don't you ask if you can sit at the back of your wife's evening class?
DM: She wouldn't want me there, staring at her while she had a class.
Me: OK, well you are quite welcome to sit in the reception area.
DM: But it's freeeeeeeeeeeezing.
It was pretty cold in the reception area, which is why I had shut all the office doors to keep myself warm.
Me: Well, that's all I can do.
He decided to sit himself in the reception area. I sat at a desk as far away from him as I could, and shut the door. It still didn't stop there.
DM: *through the door* HOW DO YOU GET ON THE WIRELESS NETWORK?
Me: *opens door* You can't without an account. Only staff and students have those.
DM: Well, what's yours?
Me: We went through this a few weeks ago, I cannot give you access to my account.
DM: Well what am I supposed to do?
Me: *losing patience* Got any good games installed on that laptop?
DM: Why is it so difficult here?
Me: Security, obviously. We need to protect the children as best as we can.
I closed the door and went back to work. DM sat there, as if he was at the North Pole, with his coat zipped up as far as it could go, hat, gloves and scarf on, and kept his arms folded while he watched a DVD or something. He occasionally shot me an evil look, so I went out the back and made myself a biiiiiig mug of hot chocolate to rub it in.
Well, he was back again, dropping his wife off for an evening class. He held up a laptop bag.
DM: I planned ahead this time. I brought my laptop with me.
Me: Oh cool. Good stuff.
He went off to drop his wife off, and returned a few minutes later.
DM: So can I get in a classroom so I can have a seat and go on my laptop?
Me: Oh I'm sorry, I can't let you into a classroom without prior permission from whoever's room it is.
DM: Why??
Me: Because it's their room. They have their own desks and documents in there. They might not want anyone in there without them knowing. Plus *lie* I don't have the keys.
DM: Ok, I'll just come in the office and sit with you then.
Creepy!
Me: I can't let anyone besides staff into this office.
DM: You really don't make it easy do you? Where can I go then?
Me: Well, why don't you ask if you can sit at the back of your wife's evening class?
DM: She wouldn't want me there, staring at her while she had a class.
Me: OK, well you are quite welcome to sit in the reception area.
DM: But it's freeeeeeeeeeeezing.
It was pretty cold in the reception area, which is why I had shut all the office doors to keep myself warm.
Me: Well, that's all I can do.
He decided to sit himself in the reception area. I sat at a desk as far away from him as I could, and shut the door. It still didn't stop there.
DM: *through the door* HOW DO YOU GET ON THE WIRELESS NETWORK?
Me: *opens door* You can't without an account. Only staff and students have those.
DM: Well, what's yours?
Me: We went through this a few weeks ago, I cannot give you access to my account.
DM: Well what am I supposed to do?
Me: *losing patience* Got any good games installed on that laptop?
DM: Why is it so difficult here?
Me: Security, obviously. We need to protect the children as best as we can.
I closed the door and went back to work. DM sat there, as if he was at the North Pole, with his coat zipped up as far as it could go, hat, gloves and scarf on, and kept his arms folded while he watched a DVD or something. He occasionally shot me an evil look, so I went out the back and made myself a biiiiiig mug of hot chocolate to rub it in.
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