Hello Everyone,
Here is an example of an increasing type of phone call at work. Names have been changed for stupidity.
Caller - Hi! My name is Mary Jones and my son Freddy works for you. He is buying a trailer/house/vehicle and needs his last two pay stubs faxed to our home.
Me - I'm sorry, I need to speak with Freddy for this type of request.
Caller - Oh, he's right here on the portch. I'll go get him.
Muffle, noise, etc
Caller 2 - Hello, I'm Freddy. I'm buying...
Me - (Confirms the request)
Background noise, confirming everything with his mom.
The End.
And these are people running multi-million dollar equipment.
And these are people who will be taking care of me in the old folk's home.
We're doomed...
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2 comments:
Karen, you're *aiming" for the old folks home?! That's no fun! Once I hit that stage, I'm going out in a blaze of glory! (I don't know what kind, but figure I've a few decades to decide.)
ha- sounds much like my converstations at work with wives speaking for husbands and 35 year olds having mommy call the hospital.
Men are completely useless apparently.
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