My users are "Freakin' Morans!"
Jan. 10th, 2007 10:43 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Just spent 20 minutes instructing someone in how to create an Outlook archive.pst file, save it to the desktop, fill with email, and then burn to disk. It wouldn't have been so difficult but apparently, not only can this person not follow directions, but she can't read! I have them open the Outlook Data Files window. Tell them to click on Add button on the right side.
(L)user: "I don't see an Add button."
Me: You're in the Outlook Data Files window?
(L)user: "No, I brought up properties of my In Box."
Me: Ok, go back to the main Outlook Window.
(L)user: "Which one is that?"
Me: It's the one that says Microsoft Outlook on the top.
(L)user: "I don't see that."
Aaaugh!
And to top it off, she's getting these instructions to give to a co-worker who's 'too busy' to call in themselves. I know this 'busy' person will call in soon, once they try to decipher the instructions from this brain stem-less wonder I've been dealing with. I figure they're dabbed in monkey-poo on a banana peel.
Looks like it's going to be another day of customers trying to eat my brain.
Yesterday:
Me: Ok, are there any lights showing on the printer? (HP CLJ 2500)
(L)user: "Yes."
Me: ...(waits for more than one syllable, apparently in vain)...um, can you tell me what they look like?
(L)user: "Yes."
Me: ...and?
(L)user: "There's an orange one next to the color toner picture."
Me: Pulls magic wand from ass and zaps a KitchenAid Mix Master onto users head, set to frappé.
(L)user: "I don't see an Add button."
Me: You're in the Outlook Data Files window?
(L)user: "No, I brought up properties of my In Box."
Me: Ok, go back to the main Outlook Window.
(L)user: "Which one is that?"
Me: It's the one that says Microsoft Outlook on the top.
(L)user: "I don't see that."
Aaaugh!
And to top it off, she's getting these instructions to give to a co-worker who's 'too busy' to call in themselves. I know this 'busy' person will call in soon, once they try to decipher the instructions from this brain stem-less wonder I've been dealing with. I figure they're dabbed in monkey-poo on a banana peel.
Looks like it's going to be another day of customers trying to eat my brain.
Yesterday:
Me: Ok, are there any lights showing on the printer? (HP CLJ 2500)
(L)user: "Yes."
Me: ...(waits for more than one syllable, apparently in vain)...um, can you tell me what they look like?
(L)user: "Yes."
Me: ...and?
(L)user: "There's an orange one next to the color toner picture."
Me: Pulls magic wand from ass and zaps a KitchenAid Mix Master onto users head, set to frappé.