Dec 03, 2005 20:17
so today at work was more like ass raping, in honesty. I took near 45 calls, there were VERY few times that we had people available to even take calls. we had about 90 abandons the last time I saw at 7 PM. I stayed an hour later to wait for the last night shift to get there (since he was on lunch at 6:00, the time I normally leave). we had 333 calls the last time I looked at our board too.
They all pertained to one issue, too. stupid build your own variety buckets. our data management team didn't really test that very well, if they actually did at all, so I'd say around half of those calls were from stores having a problem with it.
call statistics this time around won't look too pretty. between service calls for broken shit and cases sent to DM...not looking too good.
so anyway. I am e-x-h-a-u-s-t-e-d. One of my friends had a breakdown while we had about 4 calls waiting...I'm trying to comfort her and talk to stores...doesn't work too well. i'm just so sick of people. I'm supposed to be going out tonight, but I am so tired. and I have so much homework to do before monday...not stuff I have to do, but stuff I really need to do so it won't pile up. I have journals to write for english, I somehow finished 5 journals today for psychology (WTF IS UP WITH FUCKING JOURNALS?! AARGH!!!!), I have a paper to write in psychology, book work i need to get done, a stupid anatomy project that my teacher hasn't given us any more details than the fact that its DUE BEFORE WINTER BREAK, and thank god nothing in spanish. I hate spanish so much.
at the same time, though, i like to be busy. it doesn't give me much time to think. I shouldn't be left to think.
when I got home, I was starving. my mommy cooked dinner, so I am pretty fat right now. I don't have to scrounge for lunch either. I'm excited. I already have a lunch packed.
I don't mind going out tonight, though. I get to see aeon flux again. I saw it yesterday, but it was soooooo goooood so...thats where I'm going.
I wonder if its possible to have the muscles in your arms sore from typing
did I mention my brain was fried?