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Jul. 2nd, 2002 10:23 amSo. Picture me working on a call with someone who is too dumb to actually read the menus in outlook, and requires me to walk him through clicking one checkbox in front of him. (My server requires authentication.)
Picture a guy coming up to me asking "Where the hell is my printout."
Picture me pointing to where it's been filed.
Picture him printing something else, while I'm still on the same call, and asking me if he can just get it, or if I want to get off my butt and 'file it'.
Me: *stops talking on phone for a sec* "Yes. I'm sorry. Yes, you can get it."
Him: *gets printout* "Thanks a lot, asshole."
Me: *Finishes call with outlook guy, urge to kill rising*
Especially since this is someone who is here because he failed his senior thesis, and is trying to redo his thesis, and apparently is running a little late since that's what he was printing, and the deadline was last Friday.
You being a fuckhole is not my problem, jack.
Picture a guy coming up to me asking "Where the hell is my printout."
Picture me pointing to where it's been filed.
Picture him printing something else, while I'm still on the same call, and asking me if he can just get it, or if I want to get off my butt and 'file it'.
Me: *stops talking on phone for a sec* "Yes. I'm sorry. Yes, you can get it."
Him: *gets printout* "Thanks a lot, asshole."
Me: *Finishes call with outlook guy, urge to kill rising*
Especially since this is someone who is here because he failed his senior thesis, and is trying to redo his thesis, and apparently is running a little late since that's what he was printing, and the deadline was last Friday.
You being a fuckhole is not my problem, jack.