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Unique Phone Moments

I do my fair share of monitoring (for quality assurance purposes, hee), and that gives me more than my fair share of Unique Phone Moments.

Phone Goon: "Hello?"
Respondent: "I can't hear you."
Phone Goon: "Can you hear me now? Is this better?"
Respondent: "Hello?"
Phone Goon: "Can you hear me?"
Respondent: "Hello?"
Phone Goon: "Can you hear me?"
Respondent: "Hello?"
Phone Goon: "Can you hear me?"
Respondent: "Hello?"
Phone Goon: "Can you hear me?"
Respondent: "Hello?"
Phone Goon: "Can you hear me?"
Respondent: "Hello? Hello?"
Phone Goon: "Can you hear me?"

Lather, rinse, repeat. By the end of the night, not only had I cracked up over this, but my co-worker at the computer next to me had, and also Pink Shirt Guy, who had wound up seeing same monitor report.

At another point in the evening, I tuned in just as the respondent tried something new and innovative.

Phone Goon: "Hi, I'm just this guy from this cute little company, and we do surveys and stuff."
Respondent: "Hi. Nice talking with you, here. Have you heard of PrePaid Legal?" *Note: PrePaid Legal is a multi-level program, one of those things that's like a pyramid scheme, except with useful products and/or services for even those at the bottom of the pyramid.*
Phone Goon: "I don't think so."
Respondent: "Would you be interested in learning more about it?"
Phone Goon: "I don't think so. Anyway, we're doing this survey, and it's about this stuff, and -- "
Respondent: "Since you said that to me, I'll say this to you. I'm not interested."
Phone Goon: "But sir, I'm not selling anything. You were trying to sell me something."

I cracked up.
Incidentally, if you want to look into PrePaid Legal, look up digitalambience, because he's into that.

Also today, I got a better badge-holder, the kind with the clip. I asked Pink Shirt Guy if he could find one for me, and he searched around and then asked the Not-So-Old Lady Monitor, who was able to dig one up for me. And Cute Chick Monitor found me a spare red lanyard. I now feel like an actual member of the team. (Almost all the supervisors have matching Census 2000 swag red lanyards that their name badges hang on.) I have a cunning plan: the cunning plan involves the official company logo images from the official company website, The Gimp, the color printer at home, a better photo of me, and some font-matching. Right now my name badge has two unattractively squashed photos of sunflowers, a bad digital photo of me, the company name, and my name and job title. My ideal name badge has non-squashed different company logo photos, a better photo of me, and the same information. My ideal name badge is also a little sturdier, and laminated.

The cunning plan is to use the current badge, the one that looks halfassed, on the red lanyard, as my Official Badge and also my Spare Badge. I would then wear my Ideal Badge dangling from one of my many pretty necklaces of stone chips. I've been wearing the garnet for a while; I think it's time to swap out to fluorite.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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