More Work Art
Jul. 15th, 2005 12:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lissa_quonSo I finished my last 7 hour shift of the week. I'm never doing that again. EVER. Between 7 and 9 I was dialing with my eyes closed and using the most minimal bits of my brain. Didn't get in trouble though the supervisor saw me.
Ok, had some more entertainment stuff happen. Like the woman trying to ward off me and my my kind by hitting the pound sign repeatedly. Theres some rumor around here that if you hit the pound sign repeatedly during a telemarketer call, it will jam the phone signal or erase your number from their machine.
She was all like "wait...your who? from WHERE? HOW DID YOU CALL ME!? HOW!? I'm on a list!!"
'Actually m'am, that list applies to people selling thin-"
"wait...could you hold on a second?"
being bored and having nothing better to do I comply. Then this rapid pounding dialing starts.
*BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP* then a pause I speak up a bit confused "M'am?" then in return as if to plow me and my evil kind down *BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP*
Its around this point I realize shes not dialing, shes hitting the pound sign.
I had to stifle my maniacal glee, the system randomly generates numbers, you can hit the pound sign till your hand falls off and it still won't do anything to stop us. If she had asked firmly or done the usual cursing out I would have terminated her number off the survey list, but she didn't. Somehow this totally made me night a lot more entertaining, abit like being Dracula confronted with the Star of David or oregano.
We are the cockroaches of the phone world.
Its along these lines I present you with this, drawn before crazy pound woman.
TOMMOROW A DAY OUT AND HOPEFULLY LOTS OF GOOD FOOD (I will be purchasing my own food) FOLLOWED BY FREAKS AND GEEKS AT BORDERS FOR THE HARRY POTTER BOOK PARTY
Ok, had some more entertainment stuff happen. Like the woman trying to ward off me and my my kind by hitting the pound sign repeatedly. Theres some rumor around here that if you hit the pound sign repeatedly during a telemarketer call, it will jam the phone signal or erase your number from their machine.
She was all like "wait...your who? from WHERE? HOW DID YOU CALL ME!? HOW!? I'm on a list!!"
'Actually m'am, that list applies to people selling thin-"
"wait...could you hold on a second?"
being bored and having nothing better to do I comply. Then this rapid pounding dialing starts.
*BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP* then a pause I speak up a bit confused "M'am?" then in return as if to plow me and my evil kind down *BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP*
Its around this point I realize shes not dialing, shes hitting the pound sign.
I had to stifle my maniacal glee, the system randomly generates numbers, you can hit the pound sign till your hand falls off and it still won't do anything to stop us. If she had asked firmly or done the usual cursing out I would have terminated her number off the survey list, but she didn't. Somehow this totally made me night a lot more entertaining, abit like being Dracula confronted with the Star of David or oregano.
We are the cockroaches of the phone world.
Its along these lines I present you with this, drawn before crazy pound woman.
TOMMOROW A DAY OUT AND HOPEFULLY LOTS OF GOOD FOOD (I will be purchasing my own food) FOLLOWED BY FREAKS AND GEEKS AT BORDERS FOR THE HARRY POTTER BOOK PARTY
