They’re not picking up, can I try someone else?
*Someone else doesn’t pick up.*
I knew it. They hardly ever answer when I call them. And of course, I’ve to use the same lie every time “they’re with a customer”
I’ll try again later.
I should have left that phone on night for someone else to deal with. Fuck this shit.
Can you transfer me to ___ (another business with zero connection to us)?
Can you learn how to use Google? Piss off.
I’ve been on hold for ten minutes nobody is picking up my call!
You’re bitching at me because? Guess what I’m putting you on hold again because it ain’t my job to deal with this shit.
Can I have your electronics department?
We sell cell phones now?
I kycyockhxgcyckg koooycotcoogcooycoo *speaks broken English or there’s a lot of noise in background.
Service? Their issue.
*Person keeps calling back because someone isn’t returning their calls
They’re not fucking working today, on lunch, left early, or actually with a customer. No, I can’t go get them. WTF do you think this is?
Itoyxiycooycoycoycfyc a full story about their issue as if you’re the one to solve it.
I typically cut them off in the middle. Rude? Yes. I also don’t care. I get multiple calls at once AND work is dumped on me daily. I don’t have the time nor patience to listen. Complain to my supervisor. Oh wait, I can control if you talk to them.
I’m not going to
go get the manager
don’t ask me the same
question I just answered
I don’t know what goes
in other departments nor care
stop acting like
you’re going to burst
in tears or set the place
on fire must be
PMS or menopause
I’m a raging bitch
all the time
but better at hiding it
you don’t stop talking
at least shut up
enough so I can get
done in peace
let’s tie this cord
around your neck
and make everything more
then it is
I answer the phone the same way every time, “Thank you for calling …. How may I help you?”
Why? It’s easier for me and I was trained to be a robot. I was told I can’t say “Hello” when I answer the phone it’s unprofessional. I said the girl that trained me did. She’s said it right in front of them, they thought nothing of it. Hypocrisy.
I say, “One moment please,” to everyone and put everyone on hold. Why? I direct calls. That’s it. I don’t schedule appointments. I’m not going to dig up information. Not my issue. I often receive multiple calls at once. So you’re lucky you get in. Now shut the fuck up and wait or don’t fucking call.
It’s also not my issue how long you wait or if someone picks up. Hello, people are paged numerous times. One particular person is an asshole and never answers when I page. You get his voicemail. It’s aggravating to me because each time he doesn’t answer it beeps back to me numerous times. Then I again, have to stop what I’m working on.
So no, I don’t just answer the phone. They make me do stupid accounting and sorting shit. Neither I’m qualified for but not my issue.
And I have to talk to EVERY SINGLE person that comes in and screen their temperature. Reads 93.5, 94.7, 93.8, 95.1, etc. Super fucking low and inaccurate but they make me do it. If someone actually had a fever, it wouldn’t catch it. I can’t imagine 93.5 is a normal or healthy temperature?
It’s our escape from all the shit online in and real life. Why the hell do we need to buy gems or passes for choices? For a stupid outfit or hair, really? And all the featured stories are lame or boring. Then we read COMMUNITY stories written by different people instead and we’re expected to PAY gems every TWO chapters. It wasn’t like that before. If you’re trying to rank stories try having a stars or thumbs up option. And the authors gets gems or money for every positive hit. It’s ridiculous. What was a fun game is no more. No wonder why you’re losing people.
Mandatory meeting, they said.
Why, nobody is getting harassed?
That I know or care to know of.
I know someone called the owner a narcissist and you only do well if
you’re a “yes man”.
I can somewhat see how that’s true
counting the few comments in the passing
or just this weird vibe he gives off
he asked me to be in a commercial
with him, why? I’m not being a
narcissistic but we all know
I’m the most attractive female here
because I’m ‘young’
so why not try to make yourself
look good? I declined
I don’t give a fuck about
last thing I want is people
coming here and thinking I sell shit
it’s bad enough everyone refuses
to ‘do their part’ and disinfectant
the store, nope I was called upon
to do it along with everything else
I’m off subject
only comment someone has made to me
is “damn” and looked at my ass
he’s ‘special needs’ and has
no idea when he’s being inappropriate
is that an excuse, no?
I almost gaged at the part
‘don’t have sexual relationships at work, have them outside if you’re both consenting it’s not harassment’
why? Gee, perhaps I had sexual
relationships with men at a job
not here, the men are all boring
or too old
one of the few times I take pride
nobody has a clue about
my past or who I am
mother you’re adults
you can pick up
If you’re going to
be petty I can
return the favor
but I’m too busy
I’m not in my 20s
yes I look young
and you look old
what is your name
I’m not sleeping
with the owner
because he’s ‘nice’
isn’t he like that
yes he does pay me
thanks for stating
Even if I’ve done
my things in the past
maybe you’re bored
with your life
and not selling
doesn’t define us
but helps us better
understand the present
said or did a lot
of shit they shouldn’t
have been doing
they shouldn’t be hung
for it but at the same
time, they need to be
accountable and should
have taken into
hey, this might bite
me in the ass someday
and make me lose things
I’ve worked hard for
that’s why your mother
told you to
“think before you speak”
“But I was…”
the world is done
with your excuses
look at everything
going on in the world
nobody gives a fuck
about ‘oh, poor you’
especially when you’re
an adult and have all
while a lot of us
are actually struggling
It’s time to wake up
nobody cares to listen
to your narcissistic bullshit
so go back to flaunting
what you have
and posting pictures
see how many people
(you won’t know)
or unfollow your ass
The dumbest headline I’ve seen all week.
If you’re single, okay. You have nothing to lose but your pride, ego, and mind. If you’re in a relationship, you’re playing with fire. Especially if your partner doesn’t know, it’s ‘emotionally cheating’ and leads to more drama than it’s worth. If you and your ex are able to be strictly friends, congratulations. That’s often not the case.
Been there, done that back in the day. Ultimately lead to me sleeping with them. Conflict? No, not really. More like okay, I’m completely over you and it wasn’t that good. What was I thinking? Hey, if that’s what you need to do to move on, go ahead. But if you’re trying to fill a void, it’s going to get you nowhere. Temporary fix for a problem. I know ‘isolation’ is boring and traumatic for some. What is talking to your ex going to do? Bring back things that should have stayed in the past.
I’m not saying you can’t fix it and get back together, and stay together. I’ve been there too. You know how many times my husband broke up and got back together? Too many. Because every time we broke up it lasted 24-72 hours. Eventually you need to grow the fuck and stop the bullshit. Yes, I’m quoting my mother and will probably say this to my daughter someday.
Cry. When your finally alone. A world of problems. Why won’t my flash drive work? Why is he/she such an ass. What am I going to do with my degree? I really, really, really… just want to leave — but if I do I’ll be working at McDonald’s the rest of my life.
Sleep disorders. It takes twenty-four hours to write a paper I know will suck — but it’s better than getting a zero.
Eating disorders. I don’t have time for breakfast or lunch. When I eat, I’ll probably eat twice my weight — then go to the gym the next day to burn it all off.
Be pissed off. Must work with lazy group members. Must listen to a ignorant professor. Must try not to look annoyed.
Text 3-10 guys/girls at once. Options. Damn it.
Agree to meet up with 1-3 people a week. Mall? Bowling? Drinks? Okay, whatever — sounds good.
Be stupid — drunk or sober. Maybe we say something stupid or have sex. Wake up the next morning like, What the fuck just happened?
Dream. Our prince/princess should be knocking on our door any moment — or at least our brain to solve the puzzle, What am I doing with my life?