Time Out Of Mind

For those who don’t officially know this, let me state just one last time: I.HATE.ANSWERING.THE.PHONES.AT.WORK. UGH. and again I say UGH.

So, gotta love that snow, hey? 28 inches. Yes. Good thing H has that SUV and lack of fear of driving said thing in snow. Took me out to get coffee at Dunkin Donuts both days and drove me to work today. YEY! I had to get out of the house. Cabin fever hit me hard. Mostly I spent the days playing CUBIS (Damm you, Esmerelda for getting me started on that thing!!)

Later that same day …

Well, I set the record for calls taken in a 3 hour period … 100! [takes a bow] I told you I hated the phones with a vengeance and sure enough, the gods heard me and decided to smite me with more idiotic dumbass callers than I’ve talked to in some time. Hooty made it in around two and that was a blessing to me because I couldn’t take one. more. call. And I so know the tone came out too. Some dope asked me a question and I answered it (this must have been around call #54 or so) and when I finished he asked me the same exact thing to which I responded “Did you not understand what I just told you?” (hands over her “Queen of CSR” crown now). Jeez. See? I’m not cut out for this job. How can you do something you are SO not cut out to do for three years??
I just don’t have the patience for it.

Like my twinnie says: “if you love me, take me somewhere where there is coffee, and quiet, and peace and eddie and pretzels” That’s the Snarkypants equivalent of “Calgon, take me away!”

Let’s have a countdown of the days left on the phone.

Day 1 of 5 — 100 calls taken – every single one of them a dumbass.

What does Day 2 hold??