Oct 28, 2008 14:49
I know what going crazy feels like.
On Monday morning, I had a woman call and ask for any book on violins. I told her we had about 50. Everytime I would try to narrow it down to building violins, or playing violins, or pictures of violins, she would hem and haw and be vague. Finally, I told her how to look it up herself so that she could read all the descriptions and decide which ones were right for her.
On Tuesday morning, I had a woman call and ask for a book on why the eyes in some paintings follow you across the room. She said their was an official term for this kind of art, and she was looking at getting back into it. I asked if she knew what the official term was, and she did not. I googled for a while, and decided that there was NO term for this, but that the reason this phenomenon occurs is the use of linear perspective. I told her we didn't have any books on that, but I'm sure some of our art books referenced it.
On Tuesday night, I had a woman call and tell me her card wasn't letting her put things on hold from home. When I looked it up, her card had expired in 2006...fine. She starts swearing that she renewed it in February. I ask if she has her receipt, and she starts yelling, "February. February! As in months ago! Who keeps those receipts?? Don't you have a copy of the receipt?"
Me: It's in storage.
Her: Well, I'll hold while you check.
Me: Storage is in downtown Raleigh.
Her: Oh. *hangs up*
That, however ,does not make me crazy.
Finding out that these are all the SAME WOMAN when she comes in today, produces the missing receipt, and asks me ALL THESE QUESTIONS OVER AGAIN? That makes me feel crazy!