August 13th, 2002

disco star

all i can say is too much, too little, too late...

today is gonna be a long day, i can tell already.


came home from band practice, dinked around with a couple of songs (we're trying to find some stuff to add to our stuff to make at least an hour of acoustical material, so i raided my jellyfish cds again), read for awhile....

i couldn't for the life of me fall asleep until almost 1.

my alarm goes off at 345 am.

i am already becoming one with my coffee mug. it's only 23 min. into my shift, and i'm already preparing for yet another jaunt to the corporate kitchen.

i walked down the wrong hall on my way to clock in, then looked up, and was puzzled why everything looked so different....


oh, and on the same note, but having nothing to do with my styrofoam headedness, i flushed my hair clip down the toilet.

not on purpose, you ninnies.

on sunday, i was already in a pissy mood, was pottying, finished my business, stood up, pulled up the pants, turned around and flushed, then turned to the sink (i have a bathroom the size of a matchbox car, obviously), reached back for my clip and squeezed. the clip popped open between my fingers, then made a beeline for the toilet..... right as the water was making its final descent. i reached towards it, my voice sounding like a horror movie, low pitched slowmo 'nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo', hoping that it was too large to go down.

my toilet went "slurp! yum!"

my hair clip was no more.

i cursed with many many colorful words as i stomped from the bathroom that day.

uh. i'm hoping this doesn't cause plumbing problems in the near future.
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disco star

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who has a crush on me?!?

i got an email saying someone did.

i'm bad at guessing.

even after walking into my surprise party and having to push balloons out of my face to get through the door, i still didn't realize it was my surprise party. i'm bad at this.
disco star

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let's play an interactive game, shall we?

question of the day, for those who have worked in customer service of any kind:


my answers:

#1) being treated like i have an i.q. of a dead fish.

#2) people that constantly ask questions, and then interrupt you with another question before you get 4 words into the answer for the first question, and get irate because you haven't ANSWERED their questions.

#3) people that INSIST that THEY are your ONLY customer on the face of the planet, regardless as to the fact that you're chained to a headset in a call center that handles all American AND Canadian members.

I spoke to a lady this morning who called, interrupted me constantly, said she had been trying to get a hold of me for WEEEKS upon WEEEEKS (it had been two bleeping days), and please fax her blahdeeblah.

there were 3 of us here, in a department that normally has 12 people. naturally, i got stuck on the phone.

10 min. later, i'm paged to call the operator. it's Ros, and she's upset that she had to walk all the way down a hallway to wait for my fax, and where the hell was it? NATURALLY, any response i tried to give was constantly interrupted with how she was inconvenienced.

i'm wondering why i've been in customer service for *counts...* 11 years?!? gah! and the customers haven't improved from the ones i serviced at wendy's 11 years ago, although these customers are generally shelling out thousands, whereas wendys would be shocking if they broke $10.

anyhoo. i got distracted *ends rant*

now, YOU share YOUR customer service pet peeves. i know you have some.