Day 1 of Vacation, Not even on Vacation & Already Something to Write About!

Ok, so on Monday the 10th I was ready to go on vacation, the car was packed, the house was (relatively) clean we were all set. But I had to do 1 more day of work, I had every intention of pulling a full day of work, I’m not good at this, especially since we started the new computer system, I hate it, it makes me look stupid because it takes so long to load everything that they think I don’t know what I’m doing. I have to apologize constantly because I’m sitting there looking at a hourglass & wondering if the computer is going to actualy do what I want it to! On top of that just lately customers have been really HORRIBLE. Very impatient, hateful & actually mean to me, personally. (This is unusual, I’ve talked to plenty of angry customers over the 5 years I’ve worked there & most have made it a point to say to me that they’re not mad at me, just the company I work for. I admit, over the years I’ve rolled my eyes when they said that, taking it to be a rather trite aphorism- I’ve now seen enough of the people who are stupid, rude or miserable enough to take their anger out on the person on the other end of the phone {me} in Juvenile, unpleasant ways that I’ll take the other kind any day.) I’m not the only one experiencing this, in discussing it with my co-workers we’re in agreement that in the last 3-6 months 3 out of 5 customers we talk to have an attitude from the moment you answer the phone. I’ve left before due to really bad calls where people we’re name calling etc. I get upset & too stressed to deal effectively with what I have to deal with in the course of a day & have to leave, but I was determined that because this was my last day before vacation that I was going to be as nice as possible & let everything just ‘roll off me like water off a ducks ass’ a saying I was taught on my first solo day on the phone & have tried to keep in mind for the whole time I have worked there.

The day was fairly uneventful for the first half of the day, at lunch though I called home & found miss 16 in tears, there was a mess in the living room & dining room & no one felt they should have to help her clean it up. The kids just were’nt listening to her at all. So I spent 1/2 my lunch trying to calm her down, get them all to pick up their messes & keep people from punching each other (not easy over the phone) I seriously considered asking to go home then because I couldn’t stand the idea that everyone was fighting & I was pretty angry that the little ones were’nt listening to her since she’s my babysitter. I threatened through miss 16 that if the house wasn’t clean when I got home we I’d cancel the vacation & we’d all stay home & I’d run the house like a boot camp. About an hour & a half back from lunch I had to go to the bathroom so after finishing my call I logged out & went there, walking to the bathroom I remembered that I’d had a funny feeling in my dress, it’s one with a light chiffon like layer over a tighter black under dress, & the under piece had felt funny before lunch but I was so concerned with the kids on the phone that I never thought to check it while in the bathroom earlier. as soon as I walked in the bathroom I turned around to check the back of the dress in the mirror & nearly fell on the floor. the black under dress had split its back seam from about 2 inches above the hem up to my waist! I had bought this dress at tax time in 2004 & had not been able to wear it untill just recently as the not eating sugar has resulted in some weight loss which was fairly effortless (except for the effort expended in not eating sugar- no mean feat – I’m addicted) Aparently though, I did not lose ENOUGH weight to make this dress work for me!

I nearly died of embarrassment, Mind you I felt the underpiece shifting in an odd way BEFORE lunch & then promptly forgot about it during lunch while I was pacing around the breakroom yelling at kids on the phone, eating & going back from the breakroom to my desk to read untill my lunch was over! I slunk back to my desk & got the button down shirt I keep in the desk drawer for when the A/C is cranked too high & tied it around my waist. then I went to find my boss. when I (finnaly) found him he insisted on telling me about how we were going to be moving desks & that I needed to take my stuff home & bring it back when I get back from vacation & he’ll save me a good desk. By this point we’d walked back to his desk & so I told him, he put his head down on the desk laughing & then said ‘you know, when I agreed to a supervisory position no one ever told me that I’d have to deal with things like this! So what do you need to do? Go home?’ I said, ‘well I could wear this shirt around my waist all day but…’ he jumped right in with ‘uh, I think I’d be too uncomfortable for that’ I agreed & left quickly. ( there’s no question of changing & coming back to work, it was nearly 6 pm & I drive nearly 30 miles each way!

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