DIE

[mellay.livejournal.com]

AAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!

OK, up until now, you've been pretty decent. You were able to follow most instructions properly, and quickly.
And then, I called you back. And then the stupid questions started.

CUST: "Enter a name to identify yourself to Windows...what if i don't want a username?"
ME: "Is CANCEL an option?"
CUST: "Uhhhh...yeah."
ME: "... ... hit cancel."

ME: "OK, now when the system restarts, if you see any 'New Hardware Found' windows, close them out."
CUST: "OK!"
25 seconds later...
CUST: "NEW HARDWARE FOUND! Should I click 'next'?"
ME: "Close it. Anytime those show up while we're on the phone, cancel them."

WHEN I TELL YOU TO CLOSE SOMETHING DO NOT ASK ME IF YOU SHOULD CLOSE IT 2 MORE TIMES IN THE NEXT FEW SECONDS! LISTEN TO ME WHEN I FRIGGIN TALK TO YOU!!!

the shit i put up with to make sure your shit works.
AND WHEN YOU HAVE INSTRUCTIONS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU, READ THEM, YOU FUCKWIT!
WHEN I TELL YOU EXACTLY WHAT TO DO, TO SAVE TIME, THEN CALL BACK, I EXPECT YOU TO HAVE DONE IT. I DON'T WANT TO SIT ON THE PHONE WITH YOU FOR 20 MINUTES WHILE YOU SET UP WINDOWS BECAUSE YOU'RE A MORON AND HAVE TO BE SPOON FED AND HAVE YOUR NOSE AND ASS WIPED TO DO ANYTHING!

and dear god, when you reinstall windows, as we've all said, 800 BILLION TIMES +, DON'T ASK ME WHAT INFORMATION TO PUT IN! I DON'T KNOW WHAT NAME YOU WANT TO USE! I DON'T KNOW WHAT ORGANIZATION YOU WANT TO USE! I DON'T CARE, EITHER!

and jesus christ in a taxi cab, is it so hard to type in the product key the FIRST TIME you read THE DAMN PRODUCT KEY LABEL instead of telling me 3 times you "have a whole messa numbers" on the paper.

I HATE SATURDAYS AT WORK.
AND I HATE ALL YOU INBREDS THAT I HAVE TO DEAL WITH.