Your Opinions Make You Look Fat

I've had a shitty shitty day. A shitty shitty shitty day. Sitting at my desk crying at work, it was all I could do to finish out the day without walking out. It's been years since I've worked in a call center. Last time I did, I was a kid. Now, I'm old and I still have a kid's job. (at least I have a job)

By no means do I earn a kid's income though.

The worst part about my job is the customers. All of em, a bunch of whiners. Having said that, I suppose I have to make this entry open to friends only. My employer is a stalker. Anyway, getting called up and complained to isn't something I'm used to at this point, but I had to do it all day. I got used to people calling in asking for advice on how to run their business and get their online presence going.

I was promoted for my ability to consult with customers - now they have me doing tech support again. I did that for 13 years - I don't wanna anymore. There's no money in it at this company. Just let me do my job.


And the customers - 9 times out of 10, it's their error. That would be fine if they weren't so angry at me about it. It would be fine if you would buy something from me too. BUY SOMETHING! "I'm starting a business, but I don't want you to upsell me anything. I just want a domain. I have a coupon." ARGH! How about you just give me 10 dollars and tell people you bought it, you useless.

I talked to someone today who literally had spent 7 dollars and change with us for a domain name and was using free hosting. He was angry because his database wasn't working - well, no shit - you don't even have a website up. Then he starts telling me how every second he wastes trying to get the database working, he is losing money.

That's so common... "I'm losing money with my website being down!!" Oh really? Your website is like 2 ugly pages of nothing that nobody ever visits anyway. Shut the fuck up.

I'm tired of support calls. Let me do my job.

In other news... my Nikon is still not here. I had to send it back due to a "hot pixel" - getting Abes of Maine to talk to me is damn near impossible.

In other other news... my cell phone company sucks a big fat hairy dick.

So this has been just a vent/rant. If anyone from work reads this - I'm totally just kidding. I didn't even write this - someone must've gotten on my computer.

I'm all better now. Tomorrow will be better.

I need new music.

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