Male CoWorker #1: Yeah, I heard she’s a squatter.
Male CoWorker #2: Really, she doesn’t have a place to live?
Male CoWorker #1: No, she squats above the toilet seat when she goes to the restroom. It gets everywhere so HR is going to talk to her.
Male CoWorker #2: Damn dude, can you imagine what the bathroom in her house looks like?
Me: “Thank you for calling [TV Company], how may I help you?”
Customer: “Yes, my TV is broken.”
Me: “I’ll be glad to help you today. What is wrong with your TV?”
Customer: “The picture keeps flashing on and off.”
Me: “Okay, ma’am. Can I have you check the connections on the back of your TV to make sure everything is screwed in tightly?”
Customer: “Well, the lights in my house are flashing on and off too. We’re in a tornado warning. Do you think that has something to do with it?”
ok where do i start…
first of all.
its like my boss is trying to make my life difficult, and hell, stressful, i do so much overtime and stay back, and do i get paid extra to work more or stay back? NO!. i dont. ok and besides that, i will be on the phone or doing something and he just shouts out my name. customer! or something, im oviously gonna come out the front and serve the customer but im not because im stuck on the phone or cant leave a computer because a really bad virus attack or burning system or something… ok, then it comes to lunch time, i dont get a decent break and dont even get to relax for that 30mins or whatever to eat my food, phone!!! customer!!!. ok you can see im eating, its my break… HE JUST DOESNT CARE!!!, or doesnt understand, i dunno wat it is… its just little things that are getting to me and starting to turn into bigger things, its ok when 1 or 2 happen then these 1 or 2 turn into bigger things and grab you and really annoy you, im currently really depressed and stressed out because i work fulltime 6 days a week because im trying to get my life back together and get a house and a car and life etc… and i am going thru all this shit for what?, its past 5 and my boss is still working not to mention he comes in @ like 11am everyday when i start at 8:00-8:30. yeah i know he is the boss. it never used to be so bitchie tho, ok check this out… everyone that calls the shop number or even my phone, he asked who it was, why they called and what is was regarding… ok WHAT FOR??? if it was imporant or for him or anything i would tell him, but customer calling to know a price and i have to explain this shit to him everytime, i have gotten to the point where it irritates me so much i just say my girlfriend or brother or mate. he wants me to serve every customer and do all the repairs, its too much for my shitty pay and wants me to fix his problems that he stuffs up his mistakes and then either take the credit for it or blame me or something… im getting to the point where im really gonna do something bout it. what do you think?
(I had two deliveries in the same area, and I had the 2 orders in one bag. I get to first house, take the pizza out of the bag and go to the door.)
Me: “Hi, that will be $28.27.”
Customer: “What is this? Where’s my bag?!”
Me: “What do you mean? What bag?”
Customer: “My security bag!”
Me: “You mean heat-wave bag?”
Customer: “NO! MY SECURITY F*****G BAG!”
Me: “You know, it’s a heat bag to keep the pizza warm, and it’s held with velcro.”
Customer: “ARE YOU F*****G STUPID?! I WANT MY SECURITY FACTOR! HOW DO I KNOW YOU DIDN’T PUT ACID IN MY BAG AND TRY TO KILL ME?!”
Me: “Well…here is your pizza.” *collects money* “You may call the store with any complaints.”
(Later she called the store and told the manager she couldn’t put it in her garbage because there might be acid in it.)