Utterly Stupid Phone Skills
I know how to do phone work. I was a receptionist for 5+ years. This is the interaction I just had.
*ring ring*
"This is Erin."
"Hello, this is _____ from the University of Queensland. (Dean is what I thought she said. Which makes no sense as it was a woman.) Is Michael there?"
Me internally: "OMG! It's an Australian voice! Quick, what do I do? It's an international call! OMG! OMG! Powering down brain! Australia! She's calling from Australia! This is Very Important! OMG!"
"I'm sorry, he's not here right now. Can I take a message?"
"Please just tell him I called."
"Will do."
"Bye."
"Bye."
*click*
What the HELL was wrong with me? I didn't hear her name right or get the last name at all. I didn't take down a phone number, though there was on in the phone. (It doesn't correspond to any of the numbers listed at UQ.) I heard an Australian voice and I completely effin' panicked. Nothing but white noise in my head. Granted, if her phone skills were better, none of this would have happened, but Jesus, get some initiative, sister. I know how to do this!!
Now I'm not so sure about moving there. Will I not be able to talk to anyone?! GRAR!! White noise... I got nothing but white noise in my head. Now Michael is busy writing to any Australian women he knows at UQ saying something to the effect of, "Well, we accidentally had a trained monkey answering the phones at home and it garbled some of the information. Did you call?"
It was probably God, playing a trick on me. Zing.
*ring ring*
"This is Erin."
"Hello, this is _____ from the University of Queensland. (Dean is what I thought she said. Which makes no sense as it was a woman.) Is Michael there?"
Me internally: "OMG! It's an Australian voice! Quick, what do I do? It's an international call! OMG! OMG! Powering down brain! Australia! She's calling from Australia! This is Very Important! OMG!"
"I'm sorry, he's not here right now. Can I take a message?"
"Please just tell him I called."
"Will do."
"Bye."
"Bye."
*click*
What the HELL was wrong with me? I didn't hear her name right or get the last name at all. I didn't take down a phone number, though there was on in the phone. (It doesn't correspond to any of the numbers listed at UQ.) I heard an Australian voice and I completely effin' panicked. Nothing but white noise in my head. Granted, if her phone skills were better, none of this would have happened, but Jesus, get some initiative, sister. I know how to do this!!
Now I'm not so sure about moving there. Will I not be able to talk to anyone?! GRAR!! White noise... I got nothing but white noise in my head. Now Michael is busy writing to any Australian women he knows at UQ saying something to the effect of, "Well, we accidentally had a trained monkey answering the phones at home and it garbled some of the information. Did you call?"
It was probably God, playing a trick on me. Zing.