At the end of the call I was literally shaking, seeing specks of light, the whole madder-than-hell deal. The majority of the calls we take at this call center are 411, but we also handle toll-free directory assistance which gets called much less often.
Me: Good evening, toll-free assistance.
SC: Is this (some local channel's infomercial order line)?
Me: No, you're at toll-free directory assistance.
SC: But I just called 411 and the young lady told me the number for (channel shopping) was 1-800-555-1212. ***
Me: That number is in fact the one for the toll-free number database, and I'm sorry but we actually do not have a listing for (channel shopping).
SC: BUT THE LADY AT 411 TOLD ME THE NUMBER FOR (CHANNEL SHOPPING) WAS 1-800-555-1212 AND THAT IS WHAT I DIALED!!!
Me: Madam, I believe that as an operator answering the number you dialed I know exactly what service we offer. This is toll-free directory assistance, and we unfortunately do not have the number you are looking for, though I believe they will announce it if you keep watching (channel).
SC in a... patronizing? tone. My english vocab sucks: Little boy, I think it's past your bedtime.
[WTF?]
Me quickly as I could feel the anger rising after that comment; I absolutely despise when people question my competence, and this was questioning a lot more than just my competence: Haveaniceevening. *click*
If I was past my bedtime, she was past her gravetime. Stupid crazy old hag. After that call I quickly walked out of the phone room to go for a papercup of water and a quick breath of fresh air, completely ignoring the glance from my supervisor and a few CWs who saw how pissed I was.
***[This is actually the number for TFDA in Canada and USA, which my coworker probably gave as an alternate way to get the number she was looking for. The number the hag was looking for, as far as I know, is not published in order to cut costs and because it's displayed on screen during the infomercials.]
Me: Good evening, toll-free assistance.
SC: Is this (some local channel's infomercial order line)?
Me: No, you're at toll-free directory assistance.
SC: But I just called 411 and the young lady told me the number for (channel shopping) was 1-800-555-1212. ***
Me: That number is in fact the one for the toll-free number database, and I'm sorry but we actually do not have a listing for (channel shopping).
SC: BUT THE LADY AT 411 TOLD ME THE NUMBER FOR (CHANNEL SHOPPING) WAS 1-800-555-1212 AND THAT IS WHAT I DIALED!!!
Me: Madam, I believe that as an operator answering the number you dialed I know exactly what service we offer. This is toll-free directory assistance, and we unfortunately do not have the number you are looking for, though I believe they will announce it if you keep watching (channel).
SC in a... patronizing? tone. My english vocab sucks: Little boy, I think it's past your bedtime.
[WTF?]
Me quickly as I could feel the anger rising after that comment; I absolutely despise when people question my competence, and this was questioning a lot more than just my competence: Haveaniceevening. *click*
If I was past my bedtime, she was past her gravetime. Stupid crazy old hag. After that call I quickly walked out of the phone room to go for a papercup of water and a quick breath of fresh air, completely ignoring the glance from my supervisor and a few CWs who saw how pissed I was.
***[This is actually the number for TFDA in Canada and USA, which my coworker probably gave as an alternate way to get the number she was looking for. The number the hag was looking for, as far as I know, is not published in order to cut costs and because it's displayed on screen during the infomercials.]


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