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Phone tree rant

Okay… Here it goes.

World, pay attention

If you have someone on hold for more than 2 minutes. No matter how many times your automated voice tells us:

  1. You appreciate our patience
  2. Our call is important to you
  3. Your agents are busy helping other customers

It does not mean:

  • That you actually care about us beyond an income source
  • You appreciate anything beyond which hold music you choose to entertain us
  • Your outsourced, english mangling, under paid, phone drones, are actually supplying help

World: And I am speaking to you Corporate America:

If you really are sorry to keep us on hold….
HIRE MORE PEOPLE AND BUY MORE PHONE LINES

If you really want to help us….Stop using phone trees that lead only to forons (foreign morons) reading a script.
And most importantly… Give us a direct line to the person who will fix the problem instead of transfering us 5 times to 4 forons who will transfer us to the person who has no direct phone number

I got to talk to 4 people with hindu accents that finally transfered me to a woman in a tacoma regional station to set up a house call because our tv is out.

Total phone time for this adventure:
5 calls, 2 transfers to busy signals, 1 transfer to 30 minutes hold time and a disconnect, 1 transfer to an unattended headset.

Total time on phone: 48 minutes 35 seconds.

Total times automated voice told my patience was appreciated: 37

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Memetime redux

So I posted this one Sunday. I’m going to repost it because it hit a few snags.

1) the 100 space limit on text questions was too limiting
2) people left comments about people without telling me which person.

So, here we go again (I’ll still list answers from the last one)

The idea is to write something nice about someone on my friends list. Yes, you have to tell me who it’s about. (I won’t tell)

Then, when I get all the responses I’ll make a posting that says:
afreeman – Someone says “You’re clever. That’s so cool.”

It’s a chance to give almost (but not really) anonymous compliments to people.

So:

I’ll post all the comments from Sunday’s poll-post and todays by 6pm Thursday (my time)

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Stolen from tikva who stole it from izzycat who caught it from catamorphism

Have something nice to say about someone else? Now’s the chance. I won’t post who said what but I’ll group them by person to receive good comments 🙂

Well, I looked out the front door and it was there. White stuff. And since I’m not in L.A. anymore, but in fact the Norman Rockwell hamlet of Snohomish; I can be assured of two simple facts.

1. It is not cocaine
2. It is snow

For those that didn’t know, I consider myself a Pennsylvanian. I spent 30 years combined in both states of Pennsylvania. 15 years from the age of 1 to 16 in the state of Eastern PA and 15 years from 16 to 31 in the state of Western PA. (Pennsylvania residents will understand this two state mentality. California residents should too)

I moved to San Diego during Thanksgiving 1998. The last snow out my front door that I saw was in fact January of 1998 (It was a warm winter). Now, I’ve seen snow since then visiting places like the mountains to the north of L.A., Minneapolis, but seeing it outside the door… that is different. That is more ‘real’ I guess.

I guess in a way it’s comforting… which is odd as I listen to the associated song…

I feel good.

(Ironically as I type this the song hits:
And it’s beginning,
    And it’s beginning to…,
        And it’s beginning to “Joanne which way to the stage?” snow!!!!

)

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