I need to wait for my dirty rice to cool down so I'm going to share this little phone conversation with ya'll from work today.
Not that it matters a lot, but our website is a paid subscription site. You can look at headlines and read the first paragraph or so of stories, but you have to log in to see the rest. And you have to be subscribed to it to look at our archives. I think they sell one-time use passwords but I'm not sure, not my department, not relevant, just saying. Anyway.
Me: "Newsroom."
Dumb Chick: "Yes, I'm trying to look up something from ya'll's archives, say about three months ago?"
Me: "Okay, are you a subscriber to our website?"
DC: *long pause* "Um, what?"
Me: "Are you subscribed to our website?"
DC: *long pause* "...I can pull up the website on the computer, if that's what you mean."
Me: "Okay, so you have a subscription to the site?"
DC: "Um...I, I don't...I don't understand what you mean."
Me: .....oy. "Okay, ma'am, you know how you can be subscribed to like, magazines and stuff, right?"
DC: "Uh-huh."
Me: "Okay, so are you subscribed to the website?"
DC: "......uh, I don't know what you mean..."
Me: "Can you read all the stories on the site?"
DC: "I can see all the stories, yes."
Me: "Okay, so you can see them...can you read all of them?"
DC: "How do you mean?"
Me: *sigh* "Can you read all the way to the end of the story?"
DC: "I see them!"
Me: "The entire story?"
DC: "Sure!"
Me: "Okay, so go to the archives section..."
DC: "Oh, I tried to go there but it said I had to be subscribed."
Me:
"So you aren't subscribed?"
DC: "Um, I don't...um...what do you mean subscribed?"
At that point, it was either transfer her to the people who handle the subscriptions or start screaming and never stop, so I picked the first and ate three brownies in a row.
And now, my rice is the perfect temperature. Nom nom nom.
Not that it matters a lot, but our website is a paid subscription site. You can look at headlines and read the first paragraph or so of stories, but you have to log in to see the rest. And you have to be subscribed to it to look at our archives. I think they sell one-time use passwords but I'm not sure, not my department, not relevant, just saying. Anyway.
Me: "Newsroom."
Dumb Chick: "Yes, I'm trying to look up something from ya'll's archives, say about three months ago?"
Me: "Okay, are you a subscriber to our website?"
DC: *long pause* "Um, what?"
Me: "Are you subscribed to our website?"
DC: *long pause* "...I can pull up the website on the computer, if that's what you mean."
Me: "Okay, so you have a subscription to the site?"
DC: "Um...I, I don't...I don't understand what you mean."
Me: .....oy. "Okay, ma'am, you know how you can be subscribed to like, magazines and stuff, right?"
DC: "Uh-huh."
Me: "Okay, so are you subscribed to the website?"
DC: "......uh, I don't know what you mean..."
Me: "Can you read all the stories on the site?"
DC: "I can see all the stories, yes."
Me: "Okay, so you can see them...can you read all of them?"
DC: "How do you mean?"
Me: *sigh* "Can you read all the way to the end of the story?"
DC: "I see them!"
Me: "The entire story?"
DC: "Sure!"
Me: "Okay, so go to the archives section..."
DC: "Oh, I tried to go there but it said I had to be subscribed."
Me:
"So you aren't subscribed?"DC: "Um, I don't...um...what do you mean subscribed?"
At that point, it was either transfer her to the people who handle the subscriptions or start screaming and never stop, so I picked the first and ate three brownies in a row.

And now, my rice is the perfect temperature. Nom nom nom.


, Mysty.

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