This one comes second-hand from my wife (K) who works in our university's testing center. It involves more of a Sucky Student (SS) than a Sucky Customer.
SS: I need a test.
K: Which test?
SS: It's Psychology from Dr. Hill.
K: Dr. Hill has six tests going on now. Which class are you in?
SS: (Big Sigh!) Psychological Measurements.
So K goes through the process of obtaining ID number and photo ID and entering SS's information into the computer, then goes to the files to find the test. The psych drawer had been recently reorganized, so it took her just a little longer than usual. All through this, SS is sighing and tapping her foot impatiently. K finally gets the test, signs SS in for it, and hands it to her. SS snatches the test away and walks into the testing room in a huff.
About half an hour later, SS returns with her completed test and hands it to my wife's co-worker at the check-out desk. Then she comes back up to the check-in desk.
SS: Now I need the MMPI-2 (a personality test left by Dr. Hill for his students to take and score).
K: Can do. Can I have your ID number again?
SS: Why? Did you lose it?
K: *blink* No, the computer clears it as soon as I finish checking a student in.
SS: (Big Sigh) Fine. It's 00112233.
K: (Retrieves the test, which is in a large folder, and hands it to SS) There you go. The test is on the green pages, and the scoring sheets are in the smaller red folder.
SS: I don't need the whole thing! I've already taken the test. I just need the scoring sheets!
K: Oh. Okay. You can just take this red folder, then.
SS: Gah. Why are you being so bitchy? It's not that HARD!
SS grabs her red folder and goes to score her test. K went outside to blow off a little steam.
After hearing that story, I got to thinking about some of my customers. I have had some who accuse me of acting a certain way or having a certain disposition, when I would say that they are describing themselves far more accurately than they are describing me. I don't think I'm the only one to notice this either... am I?
And I know there is a term in the study of psychology used to describe this phenomenon, but I can't remember what it is. Something in my brain wants to call it "displacement," which sort of works for a description, but I know that's not it. Can anybody else remember it?
SS: I need a test.
K: Which test?
SS: It's Psychology from Dr. Hill.
K: Dr. Hill has six tests going on now. Which class are you in?
SS: (Big Sigh!) Psychological Measurements.
So K goes through the process of obtaining ID number and photo ID and entering SS's information into the computer, then goes to the files to find the test. The psych drawer had been recently reorganized, so it took her just a little longer than usual. All through this, SS is sighing and tapping her foot impatiently. K finally gets the test, signs SS in for it, and hands it to her. SS snatches the test away and walks into the testing room in a huff.
About half an hour later, SS returns with her completed test and hands it to my wife's co-worker at the check-out desk. Then she comes back up to the check-in desk.
SS: Now I need the MMPI-2 (a personality test left by Dr. Hill for his students to take and score).
K: Can do. Can I have your ID number again?
SS: Why? Did you lose it?
K: *blink* No, the computer clears it as soon as I finish checking a student in.
SS: (Big Sigh) Fine. It's 00112233.
K: (Retrieves the test, which is in a large folder, and hands it to SS) There you go. The test is on the green pages, and the scoring sheets are in the smaller red folder.
SS: I don't need the whole thing! I've already taken the test. I just need the scoring sheets!
K: Oh. Okay. You can just take this red folder, then.
SS: Gah. Why are you being so bitchy? It's not that HARD!
SS grabs her red folder and goes to score her test. K went outside to blow off a little steam.
After hearing that story, I got to thinking about some of my customers. I have had some who accuse me of acting a certain way or having a certain disposition, when I would say that they are describing themselves far more accurately than they are describing me. I don't think I'm the only one to notice this either... am I?
And I know there is a term in the study of psychology used to describe this phenomenon, but I can't remember what it is. Something in my brain wants to call it "displacement," which sort of works for a description, but I know that's not it. Can anybody else remember it?

- but I'm a returning student and I'm about 12 years older than most of my classmates)

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