"Oh noes! My computer won't work!"
Feb. 22nd, 2007 06:23 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
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So, today, I get out of my monthly staff meeting, and I find that I have three emails, (apparently from another person's computer) a voice message on my work phone, and a message on my company cell phone from this woman, who we'll call Linda, complaining that her computer won't turn on.
She left the same message with everyone else on my Information Systems Team. I was the first to respond. Low and behold the machine won't turn on. This woman is panicking, like you have no idea.
In a very demanding tone, she yells, and when I say yells, I means SCREAMS at me: "I was in the middle of something when it just died! I need this back up now!"
So, keeping my cool, I press the power button. Nothing.
Ok, so let's check the cable.
Low and behold, the damn thing was unplugged, and the battery died.
Plugged it in, and heard the thinkpad beep recognizing power flowing to the system. I got up, hit the power button, and BAM! The machine turned on.
The only thing she could say was: "Ugh.....thanks." in that snooty condescending tone.
I need a drink.
She left the same message with everyone else on my Information Systems Team. I was the first to respond. Low and behold the machine won't turn on. This woman is panicking, like you have no idea.
In a very demanding tone, she yells, and when I say yells, I means SCREAMS at me: "I was in the middle of something when it just died! I need this back up now!"
So, keeping my cool, I press the power button. Nothing.
Ok, so let's check the cable.
Low and behold, the damn thing was unplugged, and the battery died.
Plugged it in, and heard the thinkpad beep recognizing power flowing to the system. I got up, hit the power button, and BAM! The machine turned on.
The only thing she could say was: "Ugh.....thanks." in that snooty condescending tone.
I need a drink.
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Date: 2007-02-22 11:43 pm (UTC)Of course, most of my customers think that I'm made of awesome if I can make the computer get their e-mail...
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Date: 2007-02-23 12:35 am (UTC)At this place, there are a grand total of three people who are able to yell at me, and these people already have the "Giant inflatable mickey Mouse glove" tratment (namely because they are ultimately responsible for operations)
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Date: 2007-02-23 12:35 am (UTC)I have to say, the ones who tend to go the most hyperbolically thermonuclear with the panic, (because, like everyone else, they're "very special" and their problems are "top priority", because their machine, like everyone else's, is "business critical") are most often the ones who revert to treating you like a peon not worthy of their notice when the problem is solved. ("Begone, unwashed slave, and I'll let you live another day" seems to about sum it up.) They're bad enough about that on the phone, I can only imagine what they're like onsite. I tend to show up in jeans, T-shirt, long hair, and a ponytail, more often than not carrying a motorcycle helmet. I have to wonder what effect that would have in a corporate-bondage-and-discipline type office setting ..
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Date: 2007-02-23 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-23 12:50 am (UTC)My take on it, when such things happen to me, is that it's going to take a certain amount of time to set things straight, and I can either panic about it or I can get started fixing it, or, in the rare cases when it's something I have to take to someone else to fix, I make a point of staying out of their hair while they work on it and being appreciative when they finish. How is it that that's not how most people seem to go about it? It only makes *sense* to me ..
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Date: 2007-02-23 02:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-23 02:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-23 09:43 am (UTC)It is completely unacceptable.
[0] it has happened a grand total of once. Last time, it *was* my (acting) boss.