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August 3, 2006 at 5:09 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, bitchin' a ride, breaking up the girl, the world as a man

I hate my job.

I FUCKING HATE MY JOB.

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BECAUSE I REALLY DO LOVE MY JOB. KINDA.

July 28, 2006 at 11:08 am | Filed under a waste of human capital

Starting next week, D is going to stop taking in calls, ebing “promoted” from team buddy to sales coach.

There’s a chance my team (Team Mnemosyne) is going to be dispersed because our Team Leader might be promoted to Senior Team Leader. So off the ten of us go in different directions.

Our team buddy, Bing (Buddy Bing-Bling!), is going to be a sales coach.

Microsoft wants to get Maf and Carmi.

Vida is joining Project Phoenix— she hasn’t been meeting her goals, so she has one month to get out of Phoenix. Or else she faces termination.

That leaves Aa, Trea, Kath, Mommy Ems, Jomo and I wondering where we’ll be going.

Shit. The sales coaches will be in charge of Evolution (new agents) and Phoenix (bottom agents). Rawr. I hope D and I get the same schedule. :(

I WANT TO STAY IN MNEMO FOREVER!!!

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“EXCUSE ME FOR FEELING!”

July 26, 2006 at 9:02 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, ditz drivel, technicolor lover

Last night, I came to work with 12 pesos and 30 centavos in my wallet. Not counting, of course, the 150 pesos I paid for my cab— 100 of which I had to borrow from Allah because my bank’s ATM wasn’t dispensing cash.

But hohoho, commissions from these past two weeks were credited last night. I’m money-ed again :woohoo:. Must resist the following:

• the daily Starbucks habit
• shopping

The rent is due in one week, after all. :hmph:

D is the hottest biatch on earth. I’m wearing my white undies that I had him sign with his initials and the only thing that’s keeping me from pulling down my jeans in front of him is the fact that over 200 people would bear witness to such a scene. Rawr.

Anyway. In other news, I smell a scammer.

Also. I’ve had enough of my bosses flirting with me. Seriously. I’m not being arrogant or cheeky here. It’s flattering, sure, but it’s uncomfortable and D always takes it against me.

PS: Allah bought the Stars Are Blind CD single. Five versions of the song, yo. We’ve been playing it over and over again (alternating it with Fiona Apple’s The First Taste— stripper music!) since Saturday. I caught my next-door neighbor singing along two days ago :D.

PPS: Sunday night was B-Movie night. The Hillz was flipping horrible, but we’re big Paris Hilton geeks. SO.

PPPS: Even though the gods are crazy! Even though the stars are blind! If you show me real love, baby, I’ll show you miiii-iiiine!
Wouldn’t it have been more awesome if it were titled Gods Are Crazy? :)

EDIT// I AM VERONICA MARS. FUCKING VERONICA MARS, YA HEAR!

Scammer scammer. Basically, I have her CC/system log-in ID because the customer she processed an order for called back complaining no one could pull up her information. I took note of the agent’s ID because I found three things wrong with the order:

• invalid order number given to the customer
• Louisiana state abbreviation was ‘LO’
• credit score: customer was informed she had 5/0/0. I retrieved credit: 2/150/150

I was peeing when it hit me: in the beginning, all new agents have the same password. My CC log-in is cc882213. Scammer’s CC log-in is cc893648— meaning scammer is from a later wave/batch. So. I log in using scammer’s CC ID and the default password. VOILA, MOTHERFUCKER, “Welcome *insert scammer’s name here*!”.

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TALKING DIRTY AT WORK…

July 21, 2006 at 9:14 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, ditz drivel, technicolor lover

…is sexy call center rock. :spin:

I have a twitch in my right eye. ZOMG, am I finally working too hard?

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FINDING HAPPINESS IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES

July 13, 2006 at 7:14 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, technicolor lover

There’s a typhoon raging outside and guess where I am? At work. In the most absurd this-won’t-protect-you-from-the-wind-and-rain outfit. Because I forgot to bring my coat. :hmph:

I think one of the dumbest mistakes a person can make is to be rude towards a customer service representative ESPECIALLY towards a telesales rep when the department they’re trying to get a hold of is Care or Order Support. Because we can waste your time by putting you on hold for forever. Or transfer you to Spanish Care. Or ruin your credit.

Nah, we can’t really do the last. ;)

And it also doesn’t make ANY sense when these idiots from work send out an email to a whole bunch of people complaining about the original sender spamming their inbox, and consequently threatening to report the sender to the IT desk and have their inbox blocked.

Like, hello, you flipping idiot. You just spammed our inboxes, too, LAWLZ, Imma report you to IT!!!!

Of course, I replied in a nicer, more professional manner.

D and I haven’t seen each other in two days. I don’t know how he can stand it. :P

Yeah, we’re okay now. I KNOW I KNOW— I LOSE IN LIFE AND I AM SUCH A BIG DISAPPOINTMENT.

And maybe I should stop staring at his girlfriend’s Friendster account (I don’t even have access to her profile since it’s restricted). It only makes me mad and bitter.

I checked my stats a while ago and saw that I got a hit from diplomatic_lounge— a Yahoo group I belong to (required, so I can get updates for one of my classes). CRAP. I forgot that I have my site linked to my Yahoo!mail address. :sweat:

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