[b]Oh yea, it's gonna be a full moon alright![/b]
So the fat bitch of a secretary upstairs calls my office a few minutes ago to complain to me that she can't access a file on the CAD bitch's computer... I looked out on the network and CAD didn't show up, so I asked if Missie ([i]the CAD bitch[/i]) was still here. Nancy ([i]fat secretary bitch[/i]) informs me that they are both at her desk upstairs trying to pull a file from the CAD PC.
I told her it looked as if it was turned off, and she informed me that [b]YES, they did power it down... SO NOBODY ELSE COULD TIE UP THE SHARED ACCESS WHILE THEY RETRIEVED THE FILE![/b]
Now, when I politely informed her ([i]while holding back tears[/i]) that the computer [u]MUST[/u] be turned on, she got argumentative with me, and insisted that they were doing this properly. What she didn't know, is that she was on the speaker phone and Grin_N_Barrett's twin was sitting here laughing his ass off with me...
I tried to tell her that I had a backup of the particular file on my PC and could shoot it up to her instantly, but she was being to much of a bitch and yelling at me because the network wasn't workng. She got really pissed when I told her it's like watching your favorite program on NBC, while your TV is unplugged! [:D]
I've heard the "customer service" horror stories about these unbelievable tales of stupidity over the years, but I never actually thought they were real.
So I say it again: [b]Oh yea, it's gonna be a full moon alright![/b]
[blue]* And to think some of you wonder why I fly off the handle sometimes, well if this isn't an example of a typical day at the office, I don't know what is.[/blue]