hahahahahahahahahahahaha
OK, so no one could stay in the office today during lunch to cover for the secretary, so they asked me. Obviously i say YES, because this job entails me sitting at the front desk for an hour, doing nothing but answer phones and update LJ with no interuptions... AND i get to take my lunch after this hour of bliss, so that means the second half of the day will seem to go really quickly because i'll only work from 2-4:30.
My first call couldn't have gone ANY worse, hahaha im still laughing about it. seriously. I answer, and the chickita wants to know why her fax isnt going through to our markham office. She reads me off the # she's been trying, and Im all "oh, well thats why its not working, you've got the wrong number" So i give her a different number, then realize i gave her the wrong number, ask her what number she had originally said, realize SHE had the right number in the first place. blah blah. So then I ask if she'd like me to patch her through to the markham office, so that she could ask someone there what was going on. I put her on hold for like 5 minutes while i try to do this, turns out i have NO idea how. get back on the line, and finally ask if i can take a message, so that when the real secretary gets back she can deal with it. whatever, doesnt seem like too big of a deal. im ok with it....
THEN, I hang up the phone and it rings... I pick up... dial tone.
Phone rings again... pick up... dial tone...
i realize i've done something to the phone while i was messing around trying to get the woman through to markham.
I start pressing buttons ... the phone starts beeping at me really loudly and not through the earpiece, but through the speaker, so that it's seriously loud.
Im just scrambling around hitting buttons, picking up, hanging up....
finally i must have hit something right, cause it stopped... but i havent recieved any calls since then... so i may have f-ed the phone.
I hope so.
I dont want to have to deal with anyone else.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA oh god, what a lunch:
i just finished typing the above story when the following situation occurred:
A developmentally delayed man just came into my office and told me that on fridays he cleans the office kitchen and stuff. I figure this's pretty legit. so I tell him that's fine...
He goes "did they leave any money for me?"
I tell him no, because they didn't...
he goes "well i think i should get about $15 for it."
Im just like "well, there's no money here, but you could come back at 1:00 when the real secretary gets here"
he says he's going to go get started on the kitchen - by now he's close enough that i can smell the whiskey on him... hahaha im lovin it, so i tell him to go for it, clean away....
here's the kicker: two minutes after he goes into the kitchen to clean it, he walks out of the office all nonchalant carrying a cup of coffee... he's gone. gone with one of our mugs and some of our coffee.
damn thief.
This may not be interesting or funny at all for those of you reading this, but for me, who has been filing my ass off all morning, this is entertainment at it's finest.
My first call couldn't have gone ANY worse, hahaha im still laughing about it. seriously. I answer, and the chickita wants to know why her fax isnt going through to our markham office. She reads me off the # she's been trying, and Im all "oh, well thats why its not working, you've got the wrong number" So i give her a different number, then realize i gave her the wrong number, ask her what number she had originally said, realize SHE had the right number in the first place. blah blah. So then I ask if she'd like me to patch her through to the markham office, so that she could ask someone there what was going on. I put her on hold for like 5 minutes while i try to do this, turns out i have NO idea how. get back on the line, and finally ask if i can take a message, so that when the real secretary gets back she can deal with it. whatever, doesnt seem like too big of a deal. im ok with it....
THEN, I hang up the phone and it rings... I pick up... dial tone.
Phone rings again... pick up... dial tone...
i realize i've done something to the phone while i was messing around trying to get the woman through to markham.
I start pressing buttons ... the phone starts beeping at me really loudly and not through the earpiece, but through the speaker, so that it's seriously loud.
Im just scrambling around hitting buttons, picking up, hanging up....
finally i must have hit something right, cause it stopped... but i havent recieved any calls since then... so i may have f-ed the phone.
I hope so.
I dont want to have to deal with anyone else.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA oh god, what a lunch:
i just finished typing the above story when the following situation occurred:
A developmentally delayed man just came into my office and told me that on fridays he cleans the office kitchen and stuff. I figure this's pretty legit. so I tell him that's fine...
He goes "did they leave any money for me?"
I tell him no, because they didn't...
he goes "well i think i should get about $15 for it."
Im just like "well, there's no money here, but you could come back at 1:00 when the real secretary gets here"
he says he's going to go get started on the kitchen - by now he's close enough that i can smell the whiskey on him... hahaha im lovin it, so i tell him to go for it, clean away....
here's the kicker: two minutes after he goes into the kitchen to clean it, he walks out of the office all nonchalant carrying a cup of coffee... he's gone. gone with one of our mugs and some of our coffee.
damn thief.
This may not be interesting or funny at all for those of you reading this, but for me, who has been filing my ass off all morning, this is entertainment at it's finest.