GK's post reminded me of a call I took one late night at our call center.
Scene: Five minutes before our center closed for the night, and I could enjoy sweet, sweet freedom.
Me: *opening spiel* ... you've reached Cloudy Sk....
SC: WHY DID YOU CALL ME???!!! (yes, shouted - in a very drunken slur)
Me: Um, you called us, sir. May I have your name please?
SC: MA NAME ISH ZEKE, AN' I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU CALLED ME!!
Me: Well, sir, I can check if we called you, but first I need to open your account. May I have your last name?
SC: MA NAME ISH ZEKE!!
Me: Yessir, I've got that - your last name please?
SC: ZEKE!!!!!!!
Me: *as I watch that magical end-of-shift pass by* Got that, Zeke. But I need your last name too.
SC: MA NAME ISH ZEKE, AND WHY YOU CALLING ME???!!!
Do we see a pattern here? Yeah, and it continued - 20 more minutes later, and I finally get the last name and the ONE security question so I can access the account. Please note - we are not allowed to hang-up on a customer!
Me: I do see that you are a bit behind on your payments - perhaps our collection department was trying to reach you?
SC: THISH ISH ZEKE, AND YOU CALLED ME!! WHY YOU CALLING ME?
Me: As I said, Zeke, perhaps our collection department was trying....
SC: WHY DID YOU CALL ME??
Me: As I said, sir...
SC: MA NAME IS ZEKE!!!
Me: *wearily now* Yes, I know that. What can I help you with, Zeke?
SC: YOU CALLED ME!! ME - ZEKE!! WHATCHOU WANT?
Another 20 minutes of this, until I was ready to pull out my hair, and my supervisor is sitting next to me, laughing himself silly (he could hear every word Zeke uttered, even with my headset on).
Finally, the sweetest words I ever heard before (or since) in that job:
SC: I GOTTA TAKE A PISS!! CAN I CALL YOU BACK IN A FEW MINUTES?
Me: Absolutely, Zeke! I'll be waiting for your call!
*click*
Scene: Five minutes before our center closed for the night, and I could enjoy sweet, sweet freedom.
Me: *opening spiel* ... you've reached Cloudy Sk....
SC: WHY DID YOU CALL ME???!!! (yes, shouted - in a very drunken slur)
Me: Um, you called us, sir. May I have your name please?
SC: MA NAME ISH ZEKE, AN' I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU CALLED ME!!
Me: Well, sir, I can check if we called you, but first I need to open your account. May I have your last name?
SC: MA NAME ISH ZEKE!!
Me: Yessir, I've got that - your last name please?
SC: ZEKE!!!!!!!
Me: *as I watch that magical end-of-shift pass by* Got that, Zeke. But I need your last name too.
SC: MA NAME ISH ZEKE, AND WHY YOU CALLING ME???!!!
Do we see a pattern here? Yeah, and it continued - 20 more minutes later, and I finally get the last name and the ONE security question so I can access the account. Please note - we are not allowed to hang-up on a customer!
Me: I do see that you are a bit behind on your payments - perhaps our collection department was trying to reach you?
SC: THISH ISH ZEKE, AND YOU CALLED ME!! WHY YOU CALLING ME?
Me: As I said, Zeke, perhaps our collection department was trying....
SC: WHY DID YOU CALL ME??
Me: As I said, sir...
SC: MA NAME IS ZEKE!!!
Me: *wearily now* Yes, I know that. What can I help you with, Zeke?
SC: YOU CALLED ME!! ME - ZEKE!! WHATCHOU WANT?
Another 20 minutes of this, until I was ready to pull out my hair, and my supervisor is sitting next to me, laughing himself silly (he could hear every word Zeke uttered, even with my headset on).
Finally, the sweetest words I ever heard before (or since) in that job:
SC: I GOTTA TAKE A PISS!! CAN I CALL YOU BACK IN A FEW MINUTES?
Me: Absolutely, Zeke! I'll be waiting for your call!

*click*
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