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Dear SBC,
Die.
-Karen
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Fortunately for the techs on the other end, doodling seems to keep me screaming in frustration:
It's not enough that I'm swamped on my own, since I'm the only one that speaks "computer" at all, I get to be the tech support detective and try to figure out why the hell SBC capped our uploads. Again. I HATE tech support, I hate having to explain myself to every numb-nutted tier one agent in order to find someone that knows what they're doing.
And I get to do the work of three women today, too! Besides all the crap on my desk (overflowing), I'm filling in for 2 other employees who are out, the Boss has clonked herself on the head and is laid up on painkillers, the phone is ringing off the hook, and I'm the only one in the office.
Make it to Bunker, you say? If I make it til six, I'll be doing good.
< /rant>
Die.
-Karen
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Fortunately for the techs on the other end, doodling seems to keep me screaming in frustration:
It's not enough that I'm swamped on my own, since I'm the only one that speaks "computer" at all, I get to be the tech support detective and try to figure out why the hell SBC capped our uploads. Again. I HATE tech support, I hate having to explain myself to every numb-nutted tier one agent in order to find someone that knows what they're doing.
And I get to do the work of three women today, too! Besides all the crap on my desk (overflowing), I'm filling in for 2 other employees who are out, the Boss has clonked herself on the head and is laid up on painkillers, the phone is ringing off the hook, and I'm the only one in the office.
Make it to Bunker, you say? If I make it til six, I'll be doing good.
< /rant>