A few days ago, a guest called to make a reservation. My lobby was full, so I transferred her to central reservations with my usual spiel of "One moment while I transfer you to a reservation agent."
About five minutes later, she called me back screaming at me for transferring her. "Why did you transfer me?!? I stay there all the time and I always just call the front desk and they just make the reservation for me and I've never been transferred and blargle blargle...." she continued ranting at full volume for about another minute before she could pause.
Me: "Ma'am, when you called I had guests in front of me, so I transferred you so they could take care of you while I took care of the people in front of me."
SC: "Oh, okay, that makes sense. I've just never been transferred before."
A couple days ago, a lady came up to me in the office. She asked about the CW who worked before me.
Me: "That was CW."
SC: "Oh, she was so nice. There's also another lady who works the front desk. [gives my name]" (My nametag has my full name on it, not my common name I give over the phone.)
Me: "That's me."
SC: "Oh. Well when I called, you just didn't sound happy."
Me: "I'm...sorry?"
SC: "You need to sound happier."
It didn't connect until I looked up the name associated with her room number after she left, at which point I saw it was the same SC. Well, sorry if I don't fart rainbows after being verbally reamed for doing a normal part of my job. Bitch.
About five minutes later, she called me back screaming at me for transferring her. "Why did you transfer me?!? I stay there all the time and I always just call the front desk and they just make the reservation for me and I've never been transferred and blargle blargle...." she continued ranting at full volume for about another minute before she could pause.
Me: "Ma'am, when you called I had guests in front of me, so I transferred you so they could take care of you while I took care of the people in front of me."
SC: "Oh, okay, that makes sense. I've just never been transferred before."
A couple days ago, a lady came up to me in the office. She asked about the CW who worked before me.
Me: "That was CW."
SC: "Oh, she was so nice. There's also another lady who works the front desk. [gives my name]" (My nametag has my full name on it, not my common name I give over the phone.)
Me: "That's me."
SC: "Oh. Well when I called, you just didn't sound happy."
Me: "I'm...sorry?"
SC: "You need to sound happier."
It didn't connect until I looked up the name associated with her room number after she left, at which point I saw it was the same SC. Well, sorry if I don't fart rainbows after being verbally reamed for doing a normal part of my job. Bitch.
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