You know, I was going to write out a huge post about how my work tried to screw me over for Comic Con, but this facebook chat summarizes it so well, I'm just going to post it. ( I work in a Dystopian future. )
Yeah, it's pretty creepy. I've gotten phone calls from them while I'm typing up notes asking me to hurry up and take the next call because call volume is high. I'm like, um, leaving good notes for the next agent is important. Let me work. Well, no, I didn't say that really but that's def how I feel. They are this omniscient force watching everything we do. They are Big Brother.
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Seriously? XD Also, the computer monitoring thing is disconcerting.
And yay! So glad your roomie agreed to cover your shift.
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Holy shit, I really do work in a dystopia.
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