A client called with a login issue.
Strike one - she's a starfish.
Strike two - she's got her sprog on her knee while she's on the phone. The phone- and ear-killing shrieks and screams are continuous.
Strike three - while I'm walking her through steps to solve the issue, she tells ME to hold on because the little rug monkey needs juice.
And it's only Wednesday...
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Strike one - she's a starfish.
Strike two - she's got her sprog on her knee while she's on the phone. The phone- and ear-killing shrieks and screams are continuous.
Strike three - while I'm walking her through steps to solve the issue, she tells ME to hold on because the little rug monkey needs juice.
And it's only Wednesday...
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Date: 2005-05-18 03:38 pm (UTC)Anyway, I hate when I'm supporting someone who insists things are urgent, and YET they'll tell you to hold on so they can yammer on and on about some mundane thing off the phone....
I hate to ask....
Date: 2005-05-18 04:45 pm (UTC)Thanks
Re: I hate to ask....
Date: 2005-05-18 05:42 pm (UTC)Think the limp bizkit title.
Re: I hate to ask....
Date: 2005-05-18 08:06 pm (UTC)Re: I hate to ask....
Date: 2005-05-19 04:26 am (UTC)Re: I hate to ask....
Date: 2005-05-19 08:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-18 09:18 pm (UTC)