me: College of Business Advising, This is Lachelle, How can I help you?
him: Yeah, can I be transferred to Mary's(not her real name) voicemail
me: And may I ask who's calling?
him: William (lets use a fake last name for him...say Bozo)
me: And this is in regards to?
him: Well I want to get into a full management class...rambles on, blah blah blah...
me: Well, um, Mary wont be able to get you into a full mgmt class...
him: (frantically shouted like the true idiot he is) LOOK! CAN YOU JUST TRANSFER ME TO MARY'S VOICEMAIL!!!
That's when I hit the transfer button with a quickness because God only knows what I would have said to that man. He wouldn't accept what I had to say because I was just a simple receptionist right? Well my boss said the same thing to him, that she wouldn't be able to put him into the class and he would have to check with their department. The thing that irritates me is that, that's what I said! Ugh. People seem not to believe or respect what I say until I bring out someone who has a title. Now its the truth because it didn't come out of my mouth.
So here's what I wish for you William:
- I hope you don't get into that full MGMT class
- I hope its the only class you need to finish your degree and you keep trying every semester to get into it and you never do.
- If you finish your degree, and some unfortunate employer happens to hire you, you pompous jerk , I hope you get fired. Off of some really tragic situation that blackballs you out of whatever industry you happen to disgrace.
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