Tweet
This is actually my BF's (Terry) story; he works part time at one of the big box home improvement stores in seasonal/ lawn and garden. For clarity that will make sense after you read the post, seasonal also carries seasonal appliances, like window A/C unit.
So Terry is doing whatever it is that he does during the day when his phone rings.
Terry: Thank you for calling ___, you've reached seasonal. My name is Te..
Angry Guy: I ASKED FOR APPLIANCES, NOT SEASONAL! FUCKING PEOPLE DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL THEY'RE DOING!!!!
Terry: ...what are you looking for I can transf...
Angry Guy: I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS SHIT!! *hangs up*
Terry: O_o ... okalee dokalee, neighboroony.
He doesn't think much more about it and keeps on doing his job. 5 minutes later the phone rings again.
Terry: *phone greeting*
AG: Do you have window units?
Terry: Yes, we do.
AG: How long is the warranty???
Terry: That depends on the unit, sir.
AG: THE BIGGEST ONE.
Terry: The largest one with the largest warranty is a *whatever brand* with 7 years.
AG: YOU PEOPLE SOLD ME ONE 3 YEARS AGO AND IT'S BROKEN!! I HAVE A NEWBORN BABY AND IT'S HOT IN HERE. YOU NEED TO REPLACE IT NOW!!!
Terry: Sir, you need to call the manufacturer, not us. All warranties are through them.
AG: Well, what the hell's the number, then??
Terry: I don't know- I need to get to my desk. What brand do you have and I'll look up the number for you.
AG: I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS SHIT!!! THIS IS MY NUMBER, CALL ME BACK!! XXX-XXXX I HAVE A FUCKING BABY!!
Terry: Sir, hold on I don't have anything to write on.
After some grumbling, the man waits long enough to let Terry write the number down then hangs up. Terry still doesn't know what brand window unit the guy has, but at this point he's done being helpful. So, he finds the number of the manufacturer that made the unit he referenced earlier and calls the dude back and leaves it on his voicemail:
"Hi, this is Terry from ___. You never told me the name of your window unit, but you never corrected me when I mentioned ___ brand, so here's their number."
Here's the funny part:
The guy's voicemail was something along the lines of "this is ___, if you want to talk to me, leave a message for me. I don't have time for this shit *hang up noise*"
This guy must be flipping impossible to be around. I'm surprised he had enough patience to father a damn kid.
"Are you done yet? I don't have time for this..."
So Terry is doing whatever it is that he does during the day when his phone rings.
Terry: Thank you for calling ___, you've reached seasonal. My name is Te..
Angry Guy: I ASKED FOR APPLIANCES, NOT SEASONAL! FUCKING PEOPLE DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL THEY'RE DOING!!!!
Terry: ...what are you looking for I can transf...
Angry Guy: I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS SHIT!! *hangs up*
Terry: O_o ... okalee dokalee, neighboroony.
He doesn't think much more about it and keeps on doing his job. 5 minutes later the phone rings again.
Terry: *phone greeting*
AG: Do you have window units?
Terry: Yes, we do.
AG: How long is the warranty???
Terry: That depends on the unit, sir.
AG: THE BIGGEST ONE.
Terry: The largest one with the largest warranty is a *whatever brand* with 7 years.
AG: YOU PEOPLE SOLD ME ONE 3 YEARS AGO AND IT'S BROKEN!! I HAVE A NEWBORN BABY AND IT'S HOT IN HERE. YOU NEED TO REPLACE IT NOW!!!
Terry: Sir, you need to call the manufacturer, not us. All warranties are through them.
AG: Well, what the hell's the number, then??
Terry: I don't know- I need to get to my desk. What brand do you have and I'll look up the number for you.
AG: I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS SHIT!!! THIS IS MY NUMBER, CALL ME BACK!! XXX-XXXX I HAVE A FUCKING BABY!!
Terry: Sir, hold on I don't have anything to write on.
After some grumbling, the man waits long enough to let Terry write the number down then hangs up. Terry still doesn't know what brand window unit the guy has, but at this point he's done being helpful. So, he finds the number of the manufacturer that made the unit he referenced earlier and calls the dude back and leaves it on his voicemail:
"Hi, this is Terry from ___. You never told me the name of your window unit, but you never corrected me when I mentioned ___ brand, so here's their number."
Here's the funny part:
The guy's voicemail was something along the lines of "this is ___, if you want to talk to me, leave a message for me. I don't have time for this shit *hang up noise*"
This guy must be flipping impossible to be around. I'm surprised he had enough patience to father a damn kid.
"Are you done yet? I don't have time for this..."
Comment