Today I realized just how much I am going to miss you guys. I wont have anyone to run and tell stories to about the Crazies, stupids, overprivilegeds, beeotches, insanes, never satisfieds, and the people who are so picky that it would be easier to shoot them and bury them then to explain why "we can't do that".
I will miss you guys terribly.
No one else will understand the complexities your emotions go through everytime you have to make a smoothie and smile about it. Or the way you walk and mumble to yourself after dealing with that stupid guy who likes to pick the color of his loaner car. Everyone else may think you're crazy for talking to yourself but we know that the mini rants keep you sane.
No one else will understand the feeling of hearing the phone ring as you have half of your makeup applied to one eyelid...then having some guy walk through the door...staring.....and there's no point in explaining why you look like you have eyeshadow alzheimers.
No one else will understand the feeling of just having stocked the snack bowl, to have some 12 year old run up, unsupervised and grab 11 packs of chips. *lil *&#% head*
No one else will know what it's like to do exactly what we have done....with a smile on our face.
They say our job is easy, but the truth is...we are all just one millisecond from suffocating the next motherflipper who asks for a smoothie.
Love you guys!!!!!!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Today at the Cafe Overprivileged
ME: Can I get you a drink ma'am?
L: No. But I will take a coffee.
*huh?*
....ten minutes later
L: Do you have any crackers?
ME: Yes ma'am. What kind would you like?
L: Oh, I don't care. Just any old kind.
*I hand her cheese crackers*
L: I thought I said I wanted peanut butter crackers.
*I start looking around for a group of laughing employees because surely this is a joke.....no employees*
ME: Ma'am is there anything else I can get you? *cause I'm about to "go to the restroom" to avoid your mean, crazy butt.*
L: Oh, no thank you.
ME: *actually said aloud.* Sweet. I'll be back in a few minutes. *after you leave.*
L: No. But I will take a coffee.
*huh?*
....ten minutes later
L: Do you have any crackers?
ME: Yes ma'am. What kind would you like?
L: Oh, I don't care. Just any old kind.
*I hand her cheese crackers*
L: I thought I said I wanted peanut butter crackers.
*I start looking around for a group of laughing employees because surely this is a joke.....no employees*
ME: Ma'am is there anything else I can get you? *cause I'm about to "go to the restroom" to avoid your mean, crazy butt.*
L: Oh, no thank you.
ME: *actually said aloud.* Sweet. I'll be back in a few minutes. *after you leave.*
Lung-gitis is another word for apathy
ME: Thank you for calling OCD. This is Vic. How may I.......
CLEARLYANIDIOT: Uh, yes ma'am. I need to make an appointment.
ME: Yes ma'am. I'll transfer you to appointments.
CAI: Uh, no I want to be transferred to *service advisor*'s appointment maker.
ME: They all have the same appointment makers.
CAI: *cutting me off* Uh, no. I know what I am talking about. I spoke with the girl who specifically makes appointments for *service advisor* and no one else. Now transfer me to her.
ME: Do you remember her name? Was it *appointment setters 1or2*?
CAI: My daughter knows. I had an appointment this Friday but I need to reschedule it cause my daughter, well she has the lung-gitis. So I just wanna re-schedule my appointment. With *service advisor*'s girl.
ME: *couldn't resist* The Lung-gitis, huh? Wow that sounds awful. I'll transfer you now. *transfers call to normal appointment setters. Am sure CAI knew no difference.*
CLEARLYANIDIOT: Uh, yes ma'am. I need to make an appointment.
ME: Yes ma'am. I'll transfer you to appointments.
CAI: Uh, no I want to be transferred to *service advisor*'s appointment maker.
ME: They all have the same appointment makers.
CAI: *cutting me off* Uh, no. I know what I am talking about. I spoke with the girl who specifically makes appointments for *service advisor* and no one else. Now transfer me to her.
ME: Do you remember her name? Was it *appointment setters 1or2*?
CAI: My daughter knows. I had an appointment this Friday but I need to reschedule it cause my daughter, well she has the lung-gitis. So I just wanna re-schedule my appointment. With *service advisor*'s girl.
ME: *couldn't resist* The Lung-gitis, huh? Wow that sounds awful. I'll transfer you now. *transfers call to normal appointment setters. Am sure CAI knew no difference.*
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
And to complete my last week in cafe....
A lady told me it was my fault her butt was big.
And she was seriously mad at ME.
Why?
Because I put out all her favorite foods.
Yep.
Seriously angry at me.
She got up and left.............
And she was seriously mad at ME.
Why?
Because I put out all her favorite foods.
Yep.
Seriously angry at me.
She got up and left.............
it's offical.............squee!!!!!
So July 6th will be last day as the Receptionist/ Loaner Car Gopher/ Cafe Peon......
And although I will truly miss all of you guys
I am so super excited about my new job
SQUEE!!!!!!!!
I promise I'll still find new things to blog about at new job.
Just wanted to say "Thanks guys" to all my readers......
*sob* I promised myself I wouldn't cry...........
And although I will truly miss all of you guys
I am so super excited about my new job
SQUEE!!!!!!!!
I promise I'll still find new things to blog about at new job.
Just wanted to say "Thanks guys" to all my readers......
*sob* I promised myself I wouldn't cry...........
Friday, June 24, 2011
ON ANOTHER NOTE
If you can't beat 'em...join em.
I have installed in my office
a sign that reads
COMPLAIN HERE.
Maybe it will inspire the opposite.
I have installed in my office
a sign that reads
COMPLAIN HERE.
Maybe it will inspire the opposite.
Penguin drank some Ninja juice
So I think Penguin has decided to show up behind copy machines and such...scaring the crap outta me.
Just out of nowhere ....like he's taking Ninja lessons.
And now I'm on super alert mode again.
I'm just trying to imagine how this has happened.
How does one make a penguin super stealthy???????
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Just out of nowhere ....like he's taking Ninja lessons.
And now I'm on super alert mode again.
I'm just trying to imagine how this has happened.
How does one make a penguin super stealthy???????
Ninja Diaries
Ninja strikes again: With super-Ninja
So I am in loaners minding my own when I hear
"Hiya kiddo!"
After I spew soda from my mouth while jumping from my chair at phenomonal speed he points to the guy next to him.
NINJA: This is Mr. Guy. He is our Used Car Manager yada yada. He needs a loaner.
ME: Um, ok. Sure.
So I get loaner ready and get Mr. Guy in it.
....two minutes later......
same soda.......
NINJA: Hey kiddo, *i jump to the ceiling and stick there* did we get Mr. Guy in a car?
ME: Yes, sir.
NINJA: Ok, thanks. *walks away*
Then I had a revelation:
Ninja has his own personal Ninja that is scaring the crap outta him. And that's why he's so dang jumpy like a happy, non-creepy, crack head. He's always waiting on his Ninja to appear...................
So I am in loaners minding my own when I hear
"Hiya kiddo!"
After I spew soda from my mouth while jumping from my chair at phenomonal speed he points to the guy next to him.
NINJA: This is Mr. Guy. He is our Used Car Manager yada yada. He needs a loaner.
ME: Um, ok. Sure.
So I get loaner ready and get Mr. Guy in it.
....two minutes later......
same soda.......
NINJA: Hey kiddo, *i jump to the ceiling and stick there* did we get Mr. Guy in a car?
ME: Yes, sir.
NINJA: Ok, thanks. *walks away*
Then I had a revelation:
Ninja has his own personal Ninja that is scaring the crap outta him. And that's why he's so dang jumpy like a happy, non-creepy, crack head. He's always waiting on his Ninja to appear...................
New Work Rules:
New Rest Room Procedure
To: All Employees
In the past, employees were permitted to make trips to the rest rooms under informal guidelines. Effective the beginning of next month, a Rest Room Trip Policy (RTP) will be established to provide a consistent method of accounting for each employee's rest room times and ensuring equal treatment of all employees.
Under this policy, a "RESTROOM TRIP BANK (RTB) will be established for each employee. The first day of each month, employees will be given a REST ROOM TRIP CREDIT (RTC) of twenty. Rest room credits can be accumulated from month to month.
Starting next month, the entrance of all rest rooms will be equipped with personnel identification stations and computer-linked voice print recognition devices. Before the end of this month, each employee must provide two copies of voice prints (one normal, one under stress) to the System Operator. The voice print recognition stations will be operational but not restrictive, for the first month; employees should acquaint themselves with the stations during that period.
If an employee's REST ROOM TRIP BANK balance reaches zero, the doors of the rest room will not unlock for the employee's voice until the first of the next month. In addition, all rest room stalls are being equipped with timed paper roll retractors. If the stall is occupied for more than three minutes, an alarm will sound. Thirty seconds after the alarm sounds, the roll of paper in the stall will retract, the toilet will flush and the stall door will open. If the stall remains occupied, your picture will be taken.
The picture will then be posted on the bulletin board located outside the cafeteria. This is being done to eliminate "dilly-dallying" in the rest rooms. Any one whose picture shows up three times will immediately be terminated.
One final caution: this system will always work if you go the rest room where you have been assigned. We cannot guarantee that your voice print will work in other rest rooms in the building, and we suggest you not test it---particularly if the urge is pressing.
If you have any questions about the new policy, please ask your supervisor.
In the past, employees were permitted to make trips to the rest rooms under informal guidelines. Effective the beginning of next month, a Rest Room Trip Policy (RTP) will be established to provide a consistent method of accounting for each employee's rest room times and ensuring equal treatment of all employees.
Under this policy, a "RESTROOM TRIP BANK (RTB) will be established for each employee. The first day of each month, employees will be given a REST ROOM TRIP CREDIT (RTC) of twenty. Rest room credits can be accumulated from month to month.
Starting next month, the entrance of all rest rooms will be equipped with personnel identification stations and computer-linked voice print recognition devices. Before the end of this month, each employee must provide two copies of voice prints (one normal, one under stress) to the System Operator. The voice print recognition stations will be operational but not restrictive, for the first month; employees should acquaint themselves with the stations during that period.
If an employee's REST ROOM TRIP BANK balance reaches zero, the doors of the rest room will not unlock for the employee's voice until the first of the next month. In addition, all rest room stalls are being equipped with timed paper roll retractors. If the stall is occupied for more than three minutes, an alarm will sound. Thirty seconds after the alarm sounds, the roll of paper in the stall will retract, the toilet will flush and the stall door will open. If the stall remains occupied, your picture will be taken.
The picture will then be posted on the bulletin board located outside the cafeteria. This is being done to eliminate "dilly-dallying" in the rest rooms. Any one whose picture shows up three times will immediately be terminated.
One final caution: this system will always work if you go the rest room where you have been assigned. We cannot guarantee that your voice print will work in other rest rooms in the building, and we suggest you not test it---particularly if the urge is pressing.
If you have any questions about the new policy, please ask your supervisor.
Scheduled Outage
From time to time we schedule outages to work on system computers, programs, and our voice systems. Contrary to some views it is not personal.
These are scheduled to bring our systems up to date, introduce new hardware and software, and perform routine maintenance......and of course to prevent future unscheduled outages.
Although it is not always apparent the phenomenon of system fatigue is real. We have scheduled one for 4 o'clock this afternoon.
It has been cancelled.
Instead employees are encouraged to be creative---to think of what you would do without the systems. To facilitate thinking outside the cubicle you are encouraged to meet in the company parking lot for beer and barbecue.
yummmm....beer
Dear_______,
Dear Advisor,
One more time I must ask you to refrain from complaining in my office. I know there is a certain aura about it that seems to attract all pissed off people. However, there is not a sign that says "COMPLAIN HERE". I do not come to your office, all pissed off and such, when you have a customer and start talking about other people that work here. Grow up and tell it to the person that you are pissed at. Thank you and have a nice day.
One more time I must ask you to refrain from complaining in my office. I know there is a certain aura about it that seems to attract all pissed off people. However, there is not a sign that says "COMPLAIN HERE". I do not come to your office, all pissed off and such, when you have a customer and start talking about other people that work here. Grow up and tell it to the person that you are pissed at. Thank you and have a nice day.
Customer Comment Award:
Overheard at Cafe:
MAN: Is there any way we can change the channel?
MAN2: I was watching that.
MAN: Yeah, I know. But I don't care about what you wanna watch. I only care about me....................*long silence*...........oh wow, that sounded horrible didn't it. No wonder my wife left me.
*Just...wow*
MAN: Is there any way we can change the channel?
MAN2: I was watching that.
MAN: Yeah, I know. But I don't care about what you wanna watch. I only care about me....................*long silence*...........oh wow, that sounded horrible didn't it. No wonder my wife left me.
*Just...wow*
Child Care........oy vey
While in loaners:
LADY: Here. (hands me her child.) Hold him for me while I go to the restroom.
ME: (mouth wide open). I'm sorry ma'am. I have several people to put in loaner cars. Perhaps your child can go with you.
*Ok so normally I would have said 'yeah whatever' and just did it. But my holy J.F.Christmas lady. I am not your babysitter. I know that you are so overprivileged that you think you can do whatever you like and treat people however you want but *ahem* "I AINT yer" personal assistant. Take your kid with you or hire a sitter. Lazy. I have three kids that I take care of so don't act like I'm repulsed by kids. I love them....as long as their mine. (ok parents, don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about.) *
Note to Penguin: Add babysitter to the list of job qualifications. Right there beside psychic.
LADY: Here. (hands me her child.) Hold him for me while I go to the restroom.
ME: (mouth wide open). I'm sorry ma'am. I have several people to put in loaner cars. Perhaps your child can go with you.
*Ok so normally I would have said 'yeah whatever' and just did it. But my holy J.F.Christmas lady. I am not your babysitter. I know that you are so overprivileged that you think you can do whatever you like and treat people however you want but *ahem* "I AINT yer" personal assistant. Take your kid with you or hire a sitter. Lazy. I have three kids that I take care of so don't act like I'm repulsed by kids. I love them....as long as their mine. (ok parents, don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about.) *
Note to Penguin: Add babysitter to the list of job qualifications. Right there beside psychic.
How I do love a good intrigue........
In loaners today:
LADY: Can you guess what my favorite color is?!
ME: (backing up a few feet) Um,.........? no.
LADY: !It's pink! The same color as your toenails! Isn't that a coincidence?!
*Note to self: Don't do drugs......*
ME:(super wide-eyed look) Yeah, that's really strange......very strange
*Were you around for the 60's? Oh I bet you so totally were, huh?*
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*YEAH, UH...THE POT WAGON LEFT YOU
BEHIND, HUH?*
LADY: Can you guess what my favorite color is?!
ME: (backing up a few feet) Um,.........? no.
LADY: !It's pink! The same color as your toenails! Isn't that a coincidence?!
*Note to self: Don't do drugs......*
ME:(super wide-eyed look) Yeah, that's really strange......very strange
*Were you around for the 60's? Oh I bet you so totally were, huh?*
BEHIND, HUH?*
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Random thoughts from other people that apply to my life:
The nomination process for Employee of the Year came out today but since I didn't see the words "snarky", "sarcastic" or "cynical" on the list of employee attributes something tells me I won't be pulling down the votes.-The Office Scribe
Blank stares are not an acceptable answer to any question. If you can't take the energy to at least furrow a brow or blink then I will never come to you for an answer again.-The Office Scribe
"Apathy is what people develop when they only have one more day of work left." -The Office Scribe
Blank stares are not an acceptable answer to any question. If you can't take the energy to at least furrow a brow or blink then I will never come to you for an answer again.-The Office Scribe
"Apathy is what people develop when they only have one more day of work left." -The Office Scribe
Dear_______,
Dear Service Advisors:
There is NOT a sign in my office that says
COMPLAIN HERE
So stop using me as your verbal punching bag. I don't care who you're mad at and why.
Thanks and have a great day.
The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
There is NOT a sign in my office that says
COMPLAIN HERE
So stop using me as your verbal punching bag. I don't care who you're mad at and why.
Thanks and have a great day.
The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
TIME WASTE EPIC FAIL
ME: Are you familiar with the smart key?
GUY: Oh, yes. My wife and I both drive cars with smart keys. We just traded in as well. She has an '09 redblue car and I have a '11 redblue car so they both have smart keys. We just love it. It's so inventive.
ME: Yes, sir. Well, have a great day.
*was all that information really pertinent to my job?*
*sigh....beer me*
GUY: Oh, yes. My wife and I both drive cars with smart keys. We just traded in as well. She has an '09 redblue car and I have a '11 redblue car so they both have smart keys. We just love it. It's so inventive.
ME: Yes, sir. Well, have a great day.
*was all that information really pertinent to my job?*
*sigh....beer me*
Just FYI
....still accepting all forms of chocolate and beer for the MAKE VIC FEEL BETTER fund.
Thanks to all who donated..........
Thanks to all who donated..........
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Summertime Flu Sucks
I have a stomach ache, headache, sore muscles, sniffles, sinus pressure, fever and I am feeling nauseous.
I think I am coming down with a summer flu.
Which would make sense, seeing as all three of my kids had it last week.
This is turning out to be one crappy June.
Note to all:
Donate to the Make Vic Feel Better fund:
All forms of chocolate and beer accepted.
Thank you.
I think I am coming down with a summer flu.
Which would make sense, seeing as all three of my kids had it last week.
This is turning out to be one crappy June.
Note to all:
Donate to the Make Vic Feel Better fund:
All forms of chocolate and beer accepted.
Thank you.
Customer Comment Award:
LADY: I just love these smoothies. They are so good, you know?
ME: Um, sure. They're pretty good.
LADY: And they're sugar-free, right.
ME: Uh, no ma'am.
LADY: Oh no. I heard another lady say they were. She must have been joking.
ME: Probably so ma'am. Can I get you a diet soda or a water instead?
LADY: No, I just want my money back.
ME: The smoothie was free ma'am. ?
LADY: Not for that. For the oil change.
*huh???*
J.F.Christmas
*Beer me*
ME: Um, sure. They're pretty good.
LADY: And they're sugar-free, right.
ME: Uh, no ma'am.
LADY: Oh no. I heard another lady say they were. She must have been joking.
ME: Probably so ma'am. Can I get you a diet soda or a water instead?
LADY: No, I just want my money back.
ME: The smoothie was free ma'am. ?
LADY: Not for that. For the oil change.
*huh???*
J.F.Christmas
*Beer me*
I swear....they act like we are all gonna die
Our COMPANY people are supposed to be here today and it has the bosses in panic mode.
Ninja is showing up on the ceiling and such. Unannounced and scaring the crap outta me.
Penguin is running around like...well....like a chicken with it's head cut off
and I am freakin out cause everytime I turn around there is Ninja or Penguin reminding me for the eighth time that "Company is coming."
J.F.Christmas, guys..............we get it. Wear your name badge and such. Memorize the dumb sayings we are supposed to know.
"The company is coming...the company is coming."
Would you like a horse, a torch, and a small New England settlement to gallop through?
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Ninja is showing up on the ceiling and such. Unannounced and scaring the crap outta me.
Penguin is running around like...well....like a chicken with it's head cut off
and I am freakin out cause everytime I turn around there is Ninja or Penguin reminding me for the eighth time that "Company is coming."
J.F.Christmas, guys..............we get it. Wear your name badge and such. Memorize the dumb sayings we are supposed to know.
"The company is coming...the company is coming."
Would you like a horse, a torch, and a small New England settlement to gallop through?
Dear________,
Dear Customer in the lobby,
Sure, feel free to yell at me anytime. I don't have emotions, stress or life issues to deal with at all. I am sorry that you did not have an appointment scheduled like you asked them to do last month...when you also told them you would give them a CALL BACK. *ahem*
I will take the blame for the appointment people not being able to telepathically send you "how to book an appointment" information. I will be glad to "run and tell them what a crappy job they are doing" and I'm sure they'll hop right on "getting better" at their jobs.....cause everybody knows they just sit on their butts, right? Also, stop smacking your gum. I feel like I am supposed to be in an episode of "Saved by the Bell" with all your Tiffany-Amber Theissen parallels.
I am your wonderful loaner car representative as well. I am super excited I will get to see you again before my day is over. Is there anything you need to tell me now, so that I may write it down, lest I forget? Now, Have a nice day and get in your loaner car and get the eff outta here.
Thank you-
The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
Sure, feel free to yell at me anytime. I don't have emotions, stress or life issues to deal with at all. I am sorry that you did not have an appointment scheduled like you asked them to do last month...when you also told them you would give them a CALL BACK. *ahem*
I will take the blame for the appointment people not being able to telepathically send you "how to book an appointment" information. I will be glad to "run and tell them what a crappy job they are doing" and I'm sure they'll hop right on "getting better" at their jobs.....cause everybody knows they just sit on their butts, right? Also, stop smacking your gum. I feel like I am supposed to be in an episode of "Saved by the Bell" with all your Tiffany-Amber Theissen parallels.
I am your wonderful loaner car representative as well. I am super excited I will get to see you again before my day is over. Is there anything you need to tell me now, so that I may write it down, lest I forget? Now, Have a nice day and get in your loaner car and get the eff outta here.
Thank you-
The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
Seriously thinking about becoming an alcoholic........
If I have to hear one more overprivileged idiot talk about how hard their life is I am going to cry.
Why?
Because I don't have half the crap they do and if their life is sooo bad, mine must be just downright pitiful.
*sobs...... sniff sniff*
It never gets any better, does it??
*vodka me*
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Why?
Because I don't have half the crap they do and if their life is sooo bad, mine must be just downright pitiful.
*sobs...... sniff sniff*
It never gets any better, does it??
*vodka me*
While in loaners............
While I was waiting on him to remove all needed items from his car to place in loaner......This old dude asked me to hold his dentures.
Yeah, look man, I don't care if they were wrapped in a paper towel or not.
That is just flippin nasty.
And yeah, I did it.
I am so seriously way grossly underpaid.
*serious hand washing followed by massive amounts of hand sanitizer*
So Penguin and Ninja..............*I want a raise and a beer*
You both know I give SUPERIOR customer kissa**. Don't deny it.
An extra 5 an hour should suffice. And I will continue to be happy about kissing a**. Thank you and have a nice day.
Yeah, look man, I don't care if they were wrapped in a paper towel or not.
That is just flippin nasty.
And yeah, I did it.
I am so seriously way grossly underpaid.
*serious hand washing followed by massive amounts of hand sanitizer*
So Penguin and Ninja..............*I want a raise and a beer*
You both know I give SUPERIOR customer kissa**. Don't deny it.
An extra 5 an hour should suffice. And I will continue to be happy about kissing a**. Thank you and have a nice day.
Loaner week..............*sigh* again
Oh Loaners how I despise thee:
Let me count the ways:
1. I can't stop for three seconds because I have to go get cars,
2. line 'em up, go back inside,
3. fill out paperwork,
4. argue with customer over 1/4 tank of gas,
5. make 'em sign the darn agreement (which they can't understand after I clearly point and say SIGN HERE.),
6. take them out to the car while they spend twenty minutes scrubbing the paint with their index finger to make sure there are no previous minor scratches (that we don't care about anyway)
7. then they finally get in the car and I ask if they are familiar with the smart key. They say yes.
8. Go back inside (begin to repeat process) and lo and behold, the overprivileged angel is peeking in my door because they don't know how to work the smart key....but said they did.
*sonofamotherflippin.dear J.F. Christmas!!!!!.............arrggghhh!*
Customers, You are the reason why you have to wait so long for a loaner car.....so quit giving me dirty looks like it's my fault.
..........now that I have vented for the day, I feel better.
But *beer me* anyway
Let me count the ways:
1. I can't stop for three seconds because I have to go get cars,
2. line 'em up, go back inside,
3. fill out paperwork,
4. argue with customer over 1/4 tank of gas,
5. make 'em sign the darn agreement (which they can't understand after I clearly point and say SIGN HERE.),
6. take them out to the car while they spend twenty minutes scrubbing the paint with their index finger to make sure there are no previous minor scratches (that we don't care about anyway)
7. then they finally get in the car and I ask if they are familiar with the smart key. They say yes.
8. Go back inside (begin to repeat process) and lo and behold, the overprivileged angel is peeking in my door because they don't know how to work the smart key....but said they did.
*sonofamotherflippin.dear J.F. Christmas!!!!!.............arrggghhh!*
Customers, You are the reason why you have to wait so long for a loaner car.....so quit giving me dirty looks like it's my fault.
..........now that I have vented for the day, I feel better.
But *beer me* anyway
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Whaddaya know?
So I can NEVER get two specific people on the phone when customers are yelling at me because these two people won't ever return their voicemails either. They are worse than the advisors.
So I call my AGM and he tells me to page them....like I'm stupid for not doing so.
So I page them and what happens....nothing. They don't answer the phone.
ANd I have to take a handwritten message. And get yelled at because that department doesn't answer phone calls. Nice.
I knew they wouldn't answer........but I'm the stupid one for some reason........
So I call my AGM and he tells me to page them....like I'm stupid for not doing so.
So I page them and what happens....nothing. They don't answer the phone.
ANd I have to take a handwritten message. And get yelled at because that department doesn't answer phone calls. Nice.
I knew they wouldn't answer........but I'm the stupid one for some reason........
I am so seriously WAY grossly underpaid....
Just to let you know, I was asked today why the hybrid sign in the front looks like somebody scrubbed it with a brillo pad and paint remover. And I totally covered for your water-throwin butt.
...Hey, I didn't know the paint would just wipe away either, but seriously, why you gotta throw water everywhere if you're not gonna hit the phone system with it? And, you owe me a beer, sir.
And just FYI: A customer spilled her nail polish remover on it.
Your welcome very much.
*beer me* <-------serious statement. Not just for added effect. You know who you are.
...Hey, I didn't know the paint would just wipe away either, but seriously, why you gotta throw water everywhere if you're not gonna hit the phone system with it? And, you owe me a beer, sir.
And just FYI: A customer spilled her nail polish remover on it.
Your welcome very much.
*beer me* <-------serious statement. Not just for added effect. You know who you are.
As a substitute for beer, I vote we now use Vodka in the workplace. Atleast it can be disguised as water.
Last time I said I was serious about becoming an alcoholic.......I didn't even know how much more serious I could get about it.
*Vodka me*
Completely Wasted Time...
ME: Thank you for calling OCD. This is Vic. How may I direct your call?
MAN: You are located at exit B interstate 12345, correct?
ME: Yes, sir.
MAN: Ok, well I have an appointment in twenty minutes to get my oil changed and I was gonna get a smoothie while I was there cause I heard you guys do that. Do you do that?
*doesn't give me time to answer*
So well anyway, I just thought that since I was bringing my car in, I'd wait with my smoothie and grab a pack of crackers or something. I think it's wonderful you guys offer those things complimentary. It keeps customers coming back. My wife and I have been customers for seven years. But anyway I was just checking to make sure you were still located in the same spot. Okay Bye.!
*K. First of all. Major time waste. Epic Fail.
Secondly, I really am super glad that you are happy and not yelling at me but because you wasted three and a half minutes of valuable phone conversation time on nothingness, now there are two other calls holding that will be mad at me because they had to hold.
Thirdly, I don't care if you eat crackers or not.
Fourthly, yes, we are still in the same spot, dear regular customer of seven years. The building has not jumped. Also, I realize we moved once in the last ten years or so but we aren't moving out of our new building anytime soon. I know that can be a bit confusing.
Fifthly, If you are going to ask a question, I'd prefer you give me time to answer...or atleast tell me beforehand that it's rhetorical.
*somebody beer me*
MAN: You are located at exit B interstate 12345, correct?
ME: Yes, sir.
MAN: Ok, well I have an appointment in twenty minutes to get my oil changed and I was gonna get a smoothie while I was there cause I heard you guys do that. Do you do that?
*doesn't give me time to answer*
So well anyway, I just thought that since I was bringing my car in, I'd wait with my smoothie and grab a pack of crackers or something. I think it's wonderful you guys offer those things complimentary. It keeps customers coming back. My wife and I have been customers for seven years. But anyway I was just checking to make sure you were still located in the same spot. Okay Bye.!
*K. First of all. Major time waste. Epic Fail.
Secondly, I really am super glad that you are happy and not yelling at me but because you wasted three and a half minutes of valuable phone conversation time on nothingness, now there are two other calls holding that will be mad at me because they had to hold.
Thirdly, I don't care if you eat crackers or not.
Fourthly, yes, we are still in the same spot, dear regular customer of seven years. The building has not jumped. Also, I realize we moved once in the last ten years or so but we aren't moving out of our new building anytime soon. I know that can be a bit confusing.
Fifthly, If you are going to ask a question, I'd prefer you give me time to answer...or atleast tell me beforehand that it's rhetorical.
*somebody beer me*
Phone Call Idiocy...VIC: *points to mouth* Is this thing on??
ME: Thank you for calling Overprivileged Car Dealership. This is Vic. How may I direct your call?
DJW: I have an appointment for my "name brand" car. It's at 11:00 tomorrow and my advisor is R. My car is a "make and model" and color...and interior color.....and overprivileged features.
*uh....did she really just call to tell me she had an appointment?*
DJW: So..... is that all I need?
*huh?*
ME: Ma'am I'm not sure what you are needing.
DJW: Well, isn't that your job?
ME: Did you need to confirm an appointment?
DJW: Uh, yeah. Isn't that what you do?
ME: Oh, well I'll send you directly to appointments.
DJW: Oh, this isn't appointments?
ME: No, ma'am. This is the receptionist.
DJW: Oh, well, they should make that clear. When you answer the phone, you should say "How may I direct you" or something.
ME:Yes ma'am. I'll transfer you now. *pushes button*
*sonofamotherflippin J.F.Christmas....*
*While I crush the phone with an imaginary baseball bat.*
*...continuing to yell obscenities at the desk.*
I'm tellin you right now......Ninja and Penguin (the two bosses) better never ever say that I don't give good customer service. I.E. Kiss customer's a##es.
Oh, cause I so totally do.
DJW: I have an appointment for my "name brand" car. It's at 11:00 tomorrow and my advisor is R. My car is a "make and model" and color...and interior color.....and overprivileged features.
*uh....did she really just call to tell me she had an appointment?*
DJW: So..... is that all I need?
*huh?*
ME: Ma'am I'm not sure what you are needing.
DJW: Well, isn't that your job?
ME: Did you need to confirm an appointment?
DJW: Uh, yeah. Isn't that what you do?
ME: Oh, well I'll send you directly to appointments.
DJW: Oh, this isn't appointments?
ME: No, ma'am. This is the receptionist.
DJW: Oh, well, they should make that clear. When you answer the phone, you should say "How may I direct you" or something.
ME:Yes ma'am. I'll transfer you now. *pushes button*
*sonofamotherflippin J.F.Christmas....*
*While I crush the phone with an imaginary baseball bat.*
*...continuing to yell obscenities at the desk.*
I'm tellin you right now......Ninja and Penguin (the two bosses) better never ever say that I don't give good customer service. I.E. Kiss customer's a##es.
Oh, cause I so totally do.
The Crazy NEVER Stops.
Yes, it is phone week again but I have a minor cafe story for you. See, I had to dip into cafe for a minute or two and let me tell you, when crazy is around, you don't see it coming til it's right up in your face like *wham*. Here's how it went.....
CRAZY: Can I get a peach slushie?
ME: Yes ma'am. (I walk away to make smoothie.)
one minute later......
CRAZY: Is there sugar in that?
*internal sigh*
ME: Yes ma'am. Probably a pretty good bit.
CRAZY: Oh, well I can't have that. I'm trying to eat all natural substances.
*pause scene*
Ok, first of all, sugar is natural. Fattening, but natural. Secondly, did you think the smoothie was made without any sweetener at all? Because sucralose, aspartame and saccharin are not natural. And if you didn't want that, then why didn't you ask what was in the flippin smoothie if you cared that much?
*unpause*
ME: Oh, well I'm sorry ma'am. Can I get you a water?
CRAZY: I'll take a diet coke if you have it.
*flippin pause scene again*
Ok, you moron. You just turned down a smoothie that I had to make because you're trying to go all natural but now you're gonna have a flippin diet coke? Really? Theres so much wrong with this, that I don't even have time to explain it. Idiot.
*unpause*
CRAZY: *goes over to snacks and grabs a natures valley granola bar* I can have this, see, because it's all natural.
*Clearly, because the ingredients listed on the back label don't say "additives and preservatives"at all. Genius*
ME: *trying not to lash out in a fit of rage* We also have coffee?
CRAZY: Oh, no. There's so much added to coffee. Preservatives and things. They're bad for you.
ME: Uh huh.
CRAZY: Do you know how to make coffee? I don't. My husband wants coffee but I just don't know how to make it. How many scoops is for one cup of coffee?
ME: *Trying really, really hard.* I don't know ma'am. It depends on alot of things. Like, how dark or light you like your coffee. Just alot of stuff.
CRAZY: Well, it's not for me. It's for my husband. What do you think he would like?
*Uh, how bout....HE"S YOUR EFFIN HUSBAND!!*
*"K" enters cafe. Starts to fill her coffee cup.*
CRAZY: You shouldn't drink that coffee. You're putting all those chemicals in your body.
K: I put worse than coffee in there.
CRAZY: How old are you?
K: 38
CRAZY: Well, I'm 59.
*pause scene*
Yeah you are 59. And you look it. So what are you trying to say? That, K looks older than you because she puts chemicals in her body?
Well she doesn't so...........
And if you've forgone a lifetime of chemicals (which you haven't...diet coke and granola preservative idiot) and you still look like poo that has a magic insane spell on it....then I think I'll stick to eating and drinking my yummy chemicals. Thanks for the advice.
Also, on another note, why the eff don't you know how to make coffee? You're 59 flippin years old. (And your jewelery is horribly tacky. You look like the cat lady that lives down the street from me...who is also crazy.)
*unpause*
....ten minutes later
ME: *Wiping down counter with windex spray....sprayed directly on cloth....eight feet away from CRAZY....*
CRAZY: *fake hack hack hacking* Could you not spray that around me? I'm asthmatic.
*Yeah, you're also effin nuts.*
ME: I'm so sorry ma'am.
CRAZY: Yeah, well you have to be careful. You never know what someone is allergic to.
*pause scene*
Are you asthmatic or is it your allergies, you wing nut? Also, I'm so sorry I keep the cafe clean. Geez.
.....I'm allergic to ugly jewelery. Can you please remove all the shiny purple crap from your fingers? Also, brush your hair, you hippie.
*unpause*
*B shows up and takes my spot at cafe so I leave. Yay.*
Later, B tells me that CRAZY complained about me because I was "spraying that stuff" too close to her.
Go eff yourself, CRAZY. Oh and by the way, I'm glad your "natural" life is making you happy. It's also making your gut stick out farther than your DD boobs.
This suits you much better than purple jewelry........
CRAZY: Can I get a peach slushie?
ME: Yes ma'am. (I walk away to make smoothie.)
one minute later......
CRAZY: Is there sugar in that?
*internal sigh*
ME: Yes ma'am. Probably a pretty good bit.
CRAZY: Oh, well I can't have that. I'm trying to eat all natural substances.
*pause scene*
Ok, first of all, sugar is natural. Fattening, but natural. Secondly, did you think the smoothie was made without any sweetener at all? Because sucralose, aspartame and saccharin are not natural. And if you didn't want that, then why didn't you ask what was in the flippin smoothie if you cared that much?
*unpause*
ME: Oh, well I'm sorry ma'am. Can I get you a water?
CRAZY: I'll take a diet coke if you have it.
*flippin pause scene again*
Ok, you moron. You just turned down a smoothie that I had to make because you're trying to go all natural but now you're gonna have a flippin diet coke? Really? Theres so much wrong with this, that I don't even have time to explain it. Idiot.
*unpause*
CRAZY: *goes over to snacks and grabs a natures valley granola bar* I can have this, see, because it's all natural.
*Clearly, because the ingredients listed on the back label don't say "additives and preservatives"at all. Genius*
ME: *trying not to lash out in a fit of rage* We also have coffee?
CRAZY: Oh, no. There's so much added to coffee. Preservatives and things. They're bad for you.
ME: Uh huh.
CRAZY: Do you know how to make coffee? I don't. My husband wants coffee but I just don't know how to make it. How many scoops is for one cup of coffee?
ME: *Trying really, really hard.* I don't know ma'am. It depends on alot of things. Like, how dark or light you like your coffee. Just alot of stuff.
CRAZY: Well, it's not for me. It's for my husband. What do you think he would like?
*Uh, how bout....HE"S YOUR EFFIN HUSBAND!!*
*"K" enters cafe. Starts to fill her coffee cup.*
CRAZY: You shouldn't drink that coffee. You're putting all those chemicals in your body.
K: I put worse than coffee in there.
CRAZY: How old are you?
K: 38
CRAZY: Well, I'm 59.
*pause scene*
Yeah you are 59. And you look it. So what are you trying to say? That, K looks older than you because she puts chemicals in her body?
Well she doesn't so...........
And if you've forgone a lifetime of chemicals (which you haven't...diet coke and granola preservative idiot) and you still look like poo that has a magic insane spell on it....then I think I'll stick to eating and drinking my yummy chemicals. Thanks for the advice.
Also, on another note, why the eff don't you know how to make coffee? You're 59 flippin years old. (And your jewelery is horribly tacky. You look like the cat lady that lives down the street from me...who is also crazy.)
*unpause*
....ten minutes later
ME: *Wiping down counter with windex spray....sprayed directly on cloth....eight feet away from CRAZY....*
CRAZY: *fake hack hack hacking* Could you not spray that around me? I'm asthmatic.
*Yeah, you're also effin nuts.*
ME: I'm so sorry ma'am.
CRAZY: Yeah, well you have to be careful. You never know what someone is allergic to.
*pause scene*
Are you asthmatic or is it your allergies, you wing nut? Also, I'm so sorry I keep the cafe clean. Geez.
.....I'm allergic to ugly jewelery. Can you please remove all the shiny purple crap from your fingers? Also, brush your hair, you hippie.
*unpause*
*B shows up and takes my spot at cafe so I leave. Yay.*
Later, B tells me that CRAZY complained about me because I was "spraying that stuff" too close to her.
Go eff yourself, CRAZY. Oh and by the way, I'm glad your "natural" life is making you happy. It's also making your gut stick out farther than your DD boobs.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Random Thought for the day:
When you walk across a one way street and you KNOW it's one way
Why do you look both ways?
Seriously?
Why do you look both ways?
Seriously?
Yeah, I'm a Loser...it's offical
I walk back in from lunch today and who is in the office??
That's right. None other than THE Paul Finebaum.
So, what do I say?
Nothing.
Yeah, I just stare at him all wide eyed and mouth open like I'm missing a chromosome or something. (Oh, gimmie a break. This is a HUMOR blog.)
So anywho I don't say anything and he walks out of loaners.
I never even got to say "I'm a big fan".....nothin.
CRAP.
Way to go, Vic. Way to go.
Now you get to tell everybody how you almost met Paul Finebaum.
Bet they'll be super excited.
*sigh*
That's right. None other than THE Paul Finebaum.
So, what do I say?
Nothing.
Yeah, I just stare at him all wide eyed and mouth open like I'm missing a chromosome or something. (Oh, gimmie a break. This is a HUMOR blog.)
So anywho I don't say anything and he walks out of loaners.
I never even got to say "I'm a big fan".....nothin.
CRAP.
Way to go, Vic. Way to go.
Now you get to tell everybody how you almost met Paul Finebaum.
Bet they'll be super excited.
*sigh*
I Hate Stupid People
It's cafe week again and on continues the saga of the chip hoarders and cracker stealers.
So I was minding my own, making a smoothie for the 90th person that day......
when I hear someone behind me say "Excuse me."
I turn around and there is a 700 pound woman (k, maybe not that big but still, you catch the drift.)
with a handfull....HANDFULL....of cracker packs. and some candy.
Then she orders two smoothies. For herself.
I watched as she drank both of them.
Ok so I'm not exactly skinny either but geez lady. Seriously?
And, really I'm not trying to be mean but there seems to be so many reasons against needing two smoothies. And all that food.
I kinda felt bad for her really..........
until she says to her friend: "I have been doing so good on my diet, girl. I haven't had over my calorie limit in three weeks. And I've been trying soooo hard."
Um, Yeah. I hate to break it to you but those smoothies alone probably put you over your limit. Not to mention the candy. And it's clear that your motivation for diet success is at an all time high, what with all the sugar intake and everything. Way to go. You can skip your workout.
I hate stupid people.
J.F. Christmas.
*Beer me*
So I was minding my own, making a smoothie for the 90th person that day......
when I hear someone behind me say "Excuse me."
I turn around and there is a 700 pound woman (k, maybe not that big but still, you catch the drift.)
with a handfull....HANDFULL....of cracker packs. and some candy.
Then she orders two smoothies. For herself.
I watched as she drank both of them.
Ok so I'm not exactly skinny either but geez lady. Seriously?
And, really I'm not trying to be mean but there seems to be so many reasons against needing two smoothies. And all that food.
I kinda felt bad for her really..........
until she says to her friend: "I have been doing so good on my diet, girl. I haven't had over my calorie limit in three weeks. And I've been trying soooo hard."
Um, Yeah. I hate to break it to you but those smoothies alone probably put you over your limit. Not to mention the candy. And it's clear that your motivation for diet success is at an all time high, what with all the sugar intake and everything. Way to go. You can skip your workout.
I hate stupid people.
J.F. Christmas.
*Beer me*
Friday, June 3, 2011
Dear____________,
Dear Service Advisor,
If you walk by me one more time and pull out your wedgie, scratch your butt or pick your nose then I swear I am going to yell at you. For the love of all things holy, man. That is just flippin nasty. You're like 40. I feel like this shouldn't even have to be a topic of conversation. J. F. Christmas.
*beer me*
-The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
If you walk by me one more time and pull out your wedgie, scratch your butt or pick your nose then I swear I am going to yell at you. For the love of all things holy, man. That is just flippin nasty. You're like 40. I feel like this shouldn't even have to be a topic of conversation. J. F. Christmas.
*beer me*
-The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
Loaner Car Rage
I'm not trying to be rude.
Really, I'm not.
But if I hear one more person say "It's hot outside today."....................
When I am standing right there with them, putting them in a loaner car (with A/C), I am going to lose it.
Yes ma'am. Thank you for your observation. Captain Obvious. I'm out here too...and will continue to be out here for parts of the rest of the day. So quit complaining about your 20 second walk through the heat to the air conditioned luxury car and just be glad that you aren't me.
Out in the heat for alot of the day.
In work clothes. I.E. pants.
Putting superheros like you in loaner cars all day.
*sigh.....beer me*
Really, I'm not.
But if I hear one more person say "It's hot outside today."....................
When I am standing right there with them, putting them in a loaner car (with A/C), I am going to lose it.
Yes ma'am. Thank you for your observation. Captain Obvious. I'm out here too...and will continue to be out here for parts of the rest of the day. So quit complaining about your 20 second walk through the heat to the air conditioned luxury car and just be glad that you aren't me.
Out in the heat for alot of the day.
In work clothes. I.E. pants.
Putting superheros like you in loaner cars all day.
*sigh.....beer me*
Ninja diaries...
I really feel like the Ninja watches alot closer than we think he does.
I know it sounds crazy, but I really am afraid to pick up my phone at work because he might think I'm texting. I'm afraid to go to the bathroom because he might walk by and it will look like I have abandoned my post. If I get up from the phone to deliver a message, he will walk by, sure as I'm alive, and say that I'm not doing my job. ........it's kind of scary.
AND top it off with "He's a flippin Ninja so he sees and hears all."
This is becoming a stress-inducing enviroment---from fear.
He appears out of nowhere at the most inopportune times. Like when I'm checking the time on my phone.
*sigh*
Great. Just Great.
*sigh*
Pretty soon I'm going to be afraid to text at home for fear that the Ninja is watching.
...........................(whispers) He's everywhere.
I know it sounds crazy, but I really am afraid to pick up my phone at work because he might think I'm texting. I'm afraid to go to the bathroom because he might walk by and it will look like I have abandoned my post. If I get up from the phone to deliver a message, he will walk by, sure as I'm alive, and say that I'm not doing my job. ........it's kind of scary.
AND top it off with "He's a flippin Ninja so he sees and hears all."
This is becoming a stress-inducing enviroment---from fear.
He appears out of nowhere at the most inopportune times. Like when I'm checking the time on my phone.
*sigh*
Great. Just Great.
*sigh*
Pretty soon I'm going to be afraid to text at home for fear that the Ninja is watching.
...........................(whispers) He's everywhere.
There are four of them in this pic.
(whispers again)
They're everywhere...
Spotted today in loaners:
Lady wearing a blue bandanna tied around her neck (like a necklace).
*Oh, did farmhand apparel make a comeback? I didn't get that memo. Dang it. I coulda been "in" today.*
*Oh, did farmhand apparel make a comeback? I didn't get that memo. Dang it. I coulda been "in" today.*
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Loaner Car Rage
We get you a loaner. Last minute.
We get you an SUV that you requested.
We swap three car seats into said SUV.
Then you complain and gripe because all three car seats will not fit into loaner SUV.
And complain some more because we cannot take a BRAND NEW CAR off our lot and put you and your offspring in it.
Here are some options.
Get another SUV that's large enough for your family for times like this when you have to put the car in service. Judging by your 80,000 dollar car and your 50,000 dollar ring you can afford it.
Or, make other arrangements for your kids if you knew ahead of time that you didn't know whether or not three car seats would fit in the type of SUV we offer for a loaner. (or did you even think of that???)
Please stop reproducing. There are enough beeotches in the world. We don't need more.
........beeotch
*beer me*
We get you an SUV that you requested.
We swap three car seats into said SUV.
Then you complain and gripe because all three car seats will not fit into loaner SUV.
And complain some more because we cannot take a BRAND NEW CAR off our lot and put you and your offspring in it.
Here are some options.
Get another SUV that's large enough for your family for times like this when you have to put the car in service. Judging by your 80,000 dollar car and your 50,000 dollar ring you can afford it.
Or, make other arrangements for your kids if you knew ahead of time that you didn't know whether or not three car seats would fit in the type of SUV we offer for a loaner. (or did you even think of that???)
Please stop reproducing. There are enough beeotches in the world. We don't need more.
........beeotch
*beer me*
Dear ________,
Dear Customer,
I will be glad to call the Arizona Tea company for you and tell them that they should make a sugar-free version of their smoothie mix. I will let the GM know that you can see the ice machine from where you sit at the cafe and it is "unsightly". I will also be glad to inform the lady who was sitting next to you thirty minutes ago that her juice and ice combination was "grossing you out" because you don't like juice with ice. I will inform the lady at the parts counter (less than five feet away) that you can hear her phone conversation and you "don't care to hear employee conversations with other customers". I will let Food Network know that you are severely dissatisfied with Rachael Ray's old show. (Not the new one). And I will make sure that the girls in appointments know to tell you if your appointment is scheduled at the same time as "the juice lady". Lastly, I need to inform you that you need to shove your ugly teacup size dog up your tight wad butt.
Thank You- The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
I will be glad to call the Arizona Tea company for you and tell them that they should make a sugar-free version of their smoothie mix. I will let the GM know that you can see the ice machine from where you sit at the cafe and it is "unsightly". I will also be glad to inform the lady who was sitting next to you thirty minutes ago that her juice and ice combination was "grossing you out" because you don't like juice with ice. I will inform the lady at the parts counter (less than five feet away) that you can hear her phone conversation and you "don't care to hear employee conversations with other customers". I will let Food Network know that you are severely dissatisfied with Rachael Ray's old show. (Not the new one). And I will make sure that the girls in appointments know to tell you if your appointment is scheduled at the same time as "the juice lady". Lastly, I need to inform you that you need to shove your ugly teacup size dog up your tight wad butt.
Thank You- The Underpaid Receptionist
c/o The Overprivileged Office
LOL in loaners
I know everybody steals from the lost and found.
But geez dude, you could atleast wait a month or two before you steal nine pairs of sunglasses from the "left in loaners" pile.
I'd say in general, after three weeks, you're safe from anyone calling and wanting their stuff back.
Don't take the junk the day it comes in, man.
Seriously.
But geez dude, you could atleast wait a month or two before you steal nine pairs of sunglasses from the "left in loaners" pile.
I'd say in general, after three weeks, you're safe from anyone calling and wanting their stuff back.
Don't take the junk the day it comes in, man.
Seriously.
Spotted at cafe today:
A man in khaki shorts and a tee-shirt.
He consumed 3 bags of chips, an oatmeal cream pie, 3 packs of crackers, a smoothie and 2 cokes.
And THEN took some more things out of the snack bowl and put them in his pockets.
Then complained that the price of his service was too much...and also turned down a service his car desperately needed because it "cost too much."
*Dude, I hope your car breaks down on the way home. Then you can kill time while waiting for a tow by eating those other bags of chips that are currently in your pocket. You probably consumed 30 bucks worth of food so consider it 50% off the oil change cost*
Flippin cheap, overprivileged idiots..............
*sigh.......beer me*
He consumed 3 bags of chips, an oatmeal cream pie, 3 packs of crackers, a smoothie and 2 cokes.
And THEN took some more things out of the snack bowl and put them in his pockets.
Then complained that the price of his service was too much...and also turned down a service his car desperately needed because it "cost too much."
*Dude, I hope your car breaks down on the way home. Then you can kill time while waiting for a tow by eating those other bags of chips that are currently in your pocket. You probably consumed 30 bucks worth of food so consider it 50% off the oil change cost*
Flippin cheap, overprivileged idiots..............
*sigh.......beer me*
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