roll on sunday 30th of march.
fucking sick of dark evenings.
So its 10 o'clock in the morning here and I'm doing fucking customer service and I can't stand these goddamn people. I don't need people to yell at me because of the stupidest stuff. Usually I go around the rules and try to contact people for them but today I'm not doing it. I could care less if you have heat its fucking florida put on a goddamn long sleeved shirt.
I'm telling Candy that you're being rude to her customers.
Go for it.
I hope people eventually understand that when they are rude ignorant assholes that I am doing the BARE minimum of what I have to do. I will play completely by the book.
Me too, sucks getting to work with very little sun then leaving work when its dark.
Damnit I don't live in Alaska.
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So its 10 o'clock in the morning here and I'm doing fucking customer service and I can't stand these goddamn people. I don't need people to yell at me because of the stupidest stuff. Usually I go around the rules and try to contact people for them but today I'm not doing it. I could care less if you have heat its fucking florida put on a goddamn long sleeved shirt.
All of my best customers are usually American, though they're all generally from the North East.
The whiniest tend to be Europeans.
For every 1 shitty customer, you get 1 good customer. I've come to notice anyway.
American's are spoiled with customer services.