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techrecoveryMy coworkers don't know how to open a door.
Why does a 6'+ guy walk up to a partially open door and try to sneak in the crack? He's not 10 inches thick. Why does he then try to open the remainder with two fingers? Why does he give me a look when I impatiently open the door, using my hand, at a speed greater than that of a meth-happy snail which he was using?
Idiot. I dislike stupid people normally, but people who are too stupid to operate doors should not be in my callcenter, let alone on my team. And yes, he could have some compulsion, some strangeness, some oddity that makes him so. You know what? I DON'T CARE. All that 'sensitivity' bull puck they handed me rolled like water off a ducks back. I'm perfectly willing to let people who are different from me live their lives as long as they don't get in my way, or try to turn me to their way of thinking because it's 'better'. It's the only reason all the churches in my city are still standing. They don't get directly in my way.
Same thing with techs who can handle their customers. Dammit, tech. Don't call me, all snively and whiny, telling me how the customer is unhappy. I know what you want, you want me to clean up this mess, well guess what, pussy, that ain't my effing job! I'm not here to take everything away that makes you uncomfortable. In fact, I try to pile MORE uncomfortable things on you when you try that shit with me, because I don't like you! Stop your fucking bitching, take what I tell you as the word of god, strap on an Acme Port-a-Pair, and fix the issue! If the issue is telling the customer he needs to troubleshoot, DO IT! If the issue is telling the customer he gets no DSL, DO IT! If the issue is calling the customer back with bad news about his dispatch, DO IT!
Gods they're all so damned WEAK! I hate these little non-confrontational, half-assed alive, whiny little shitstains who think they can depend on me to do their job! This is what putting safety labels on everything does! This is what parents spending their lives sanding the edges off the worlds tables (or demanding their congressman pass laws against edged tables) does. We get waterheaded little sissies who can't do anything worthwhile. No wonder women consider assholes good dating material. Compared to all these invertebrate tits I normally have the good fortune to not see, people who have some cajones, even if they're ALL they've got, must be some kind of godsend.
Most of these techs, I just want to sit down and tell them this: "Here. Take all your training material, soak it in this glue, make it nice and wet. Now twist it into a long tube. Ok, now tie this shoelace around the middle, and tie it on your back. There, that's your spine, now you can stand up to a little old lady who doesn't even live in the same damned STATE as you, you ignorant little sack of monkey urine!"
Why does a 6'+ guy walk up to a partially open door and try to sneak in the crack? He's not 10 inches thick. Why does he then try to open the remainder with two fingers? Why does he give me a look when I impatiently open the door, using my hand, at a speed greater than that of a meth-happy snail which he was using?
Idiot. I dislike stupid people normally, but people who are too stupid to operate doors should not be in my callcenter, let alone on my team. And yes, he could have some compulsion, some strangeness, some oddity that makes him so. You know what? I DON'T CARE. All that 'sensitivity' bull puck they handed me rolled like water off a ducks back. I'm perfectly willing to let people who are different from me live their lives as long as they don't get in my way, or try to turn me to their way of thinking because it's 'better'. It's the only reason all the churches in my city are still standing. They don't get directly in my way.
Same thing with techs who can handle their customers. Dammit, tech. Don't call me, all snively and whiny, telling me how the customer is unhappy. I know what you want, you want me to clean up this mess, well guess what, pussy, that ain't my effing job! I'm not here to take everything away that makes you uncomfortable. In fact, I try to pile MORE uncomfortable things on you when you try that shit with me, because I don't like you! Stop your fucking bitching, take what I tell you as the word of god, strap on an Acme Port-a-Pair, and fix the issue! If the issue is telling the customer he needs to troubleshoot, DO IT! If the issue is telling the customer he gets no DSL, DO IT! If the issue is calling the customer back with bad news about his dispatch, DO IT!
Gods they're all so damned WEAK! I hate these little non-confrontational, half-assed alive, whiny little shitstains who think they can depend on me to do their job! This is what putting safety labels on everything does! This is what parents spending their lives sanding the edges off the worlds tables (or demanding their congressman pass laws against edged tables) does. We get waterheaded little sissies who can't do anything worthwhile. No wonder women consider assholes good dating material. Compared to all these invertebrate tits I normally have the good fortune to not see, people who have some cajones, even if they're ALL they've got, must be some kind of godsend.
Most of these techs, I just want to sit down and tell them this: "Here. Take all your training material, soak it in this glue, make it nice and wet. Now twist it into a long tube. Ok, now tie this shoelace around the middle, and tie it on your back. There, that's your spine, now you can stand up to a little old lady who doesn't even live in the same damned STATE as you, you ignorant little sack of monkey urine!"
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