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Not sure what made me think of this story suddenly tonight, as it happened probably about 3-4 years ago.
I used to work at a catalog mail order company that had both a call center and a warehouse on site. I worked evenings in HR with another woman, D. We would often need to talk to supervisors of the call center and warehouse for various reasons. Our office was right next to the call center, which was relatively small, so it was usually easy to just walk out onto the call center floor and find a supe if we needed one. However, the warehouse was much larger and the supes would move around a lot, so if we needed to talk to a warehouse supe, we would page them instead and ask them to call us when they got to a phone.
One of the warehouse supe's was a guy named Leif. His last name was something common, we'll say Evans. One night, D needed to talk to Leif, so she picked up the phone and paged the warehouse:
"Leif Ericson, please call HR at extension 123, Leif Ericson call 123."
She hung up and looked at me, immediately realizing what she'd said. I looked at her for about 2 seconds before I burst out laughing. D immediately picked the phone back up and hastily paged again:
"Leif EVANS, please call HR at extension 123, Leif EVANS call 123!"
Then she hit her head on her desk.
Leif called about a minute later and was already laughing his butt off by the time D picked up the phone.
I used to work at a catalog mail order company that had both a call center and a warehouse on site. I worked evenings in HR with another woman, D. We would often need to talk to supervisors of the call center and warehouse for various reasons. Our office was right next to the call center, which was relatively small, so it was usually easy to just walk out onto the call center floor and find a supe if we needed one. However, the warehouse was much larger and the supes would move around a lot, so if we needed to talk to a warehouse supe, we would page them instead and ask them to call us when they got to a phone.
One of the warehouse supe's was a guy named Leif. His last name was something common, we'll say Evans. One night, D needed to talk to Leif, so she picked up the phone and paged the warehouse:
"Leif Ericson, please call HR at extension 123, Leif Ericson call 123."
She hung up and looked at me, immediately realizing what she'd said. I looked at her for about 2 seconds before I burst out laughing. D immediately picked the phone back up and hastily paged again:
"Leif EVANS, please call HR at extension 123, Leif EVANS call 123!"
Then she hit her head on her desk.
Leif called about a minute later and was already laughing his butt off by the time D picked up the phone.
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