Ah Yes.....Irony.

[crazylegs]

ok..I'm glad someone else didn't know about the Zee v. Zed thing either...I was felling a bit stupid for not knowing... I can't even imagine the song ending in "W, x, Y, and ZED..." is it pronounced like red but with a Z? or like peed with a Z?

It's like red It's also how us Brits say the letter too.

[ZedOmega]

Wow. That's... Dude, get your ass down here and get some free drinks. Seriously.

Don't get really pissy with me when I say "Zed" instead of "Zee". No offense but thats how the rest of the damn English speaking world pronounces it. So get use to it if you're going to be calling a foreign or international company.

But, but but but... that's my name! If you're trying to summon me, you need a 750mL bottle of Jagermeister and a French-made handgun! I told you already!

I'm not going to let you pay for your order with someone else's credit card. I don't care if they're your friend, sibling, parent, grandparent, godfather or sugar daddy.

God, you've got my sympathy as far as this goes. Please tell me they haven't tried the 'they're on their way here' excuse when they try to use someone else's card...

Yes, I am aware Prince Charles is the anti-Christ. Thank you.

Not only that, but I heard somewhere that there's Freemasons working for Chevrolet. The guy I heard that from might have been on a major crack high, but that's the source...

If I do not respond in kind to your loud religious proclamation such as "God bless you!" or "Its such a blessed day from our Lord, isn't it?!" do not simply repeat it even louder. I'm not here to be converted. I'm here to offer you fabulous prices on DVDs.

The last time someone tried that with me, I started singing the chorus from Samsas Traum's 'Satanas'. They crossed themselves and ran like a scared little deer. If it's not grounds for termination where you work, you could give it a try.

[Spork4pedro]

ok..I'm glad someone else didn't know about the Zee v. Zed thing either...I was felling a bit stupid for not knowing... I can't even imagine the song ending in "W, x, Y, and ZED..." is it pronounced like red but with a Z? or like peed with a Z?

[Cymberleah]

Yup, it's the way Canadians (and perhaps more non-Americans, but I've not got firsthand knowledge there) end their alphabet song.

IIRC, Zee v. Zed was an important plot point in a Tanya Huff novel.

[Red_Dazes]

Speaking as an American, I find it absolutely adorable when I hear Zed instead of Zee.

are we talking about the alphabet?....like xy....z?..... or a name... cause Zee is the only way I have ever heard it.....

[Gravekeeper]

Actually, the one being possessed by whatever the hell was a she. And I could not whizz on them, as there were a vast array of electrical cables and equipment everywhere. I would prefer my exit from this world be a bit more dignified then that. >.>

[tollbaby]

awww GK... Imma bake you some cookies, k?

[EvilEmpryss]

No, I am the CSR-o-Matic 9000, the latest in Artifically Intelligent Customer Service Mechanoids. I am sorry to report that I am currently suffering a malfunction in both my ethical and moral subroutines and in my violent behavior modulator. Rest assured that my loyalty to Customer Service processor is still functioning and when I come to your house to rip you into small bloody chunks, I will be leaving a $25 Visa Gift Card by way of apology. Please make peace with your God(dess) and have a wonderful day.

And now we have our next Sci-Fi Channel movie plot!

As for people on phones in the bathroom... eeeewwwwwww!!!!!

[Jester]

It was also very, very loud. Like, when it's your turn to order, you have to lean in, cup your hands around the bartenders ear, and yell just to be heard.

There's a huge difference between yelling because it's necessary to be heard and doing so when the bartender actually comes to you, and yelling your order out at the bartender as they go by serving other people before they have in any way indicated they are taking your order.

I was, of course, referring to the rude clueless jackasses that do the latter. The former is not rude, as it is necessary in such situations.

I hope I have made the difference clear.

[infinitemonkies]

Worse than those ones are the cretins who truly believe they are the only ones in the bar. Like, when it's one of our huge events, people are four to five deep at the bar, we are getting drinks as fast as we can, and when we go by, obviously serving someone else, what do they do? Wave money? Try to flag us down? No, that would be too polite for these fuckers. They actually yell their order at us. "THREE COORS LIGHTS, A JACK AND COKE, AND A MOJITO!!!"

These people always get served last. Learn some manners and some patience or die of thirst, motherfucker.

There used to be a bar here in Victoria called Steamers. IMO, it was the best place in town to go to see local bands live. It was also very, very loud. Like, when it's your turn to order, you have to lean in, cup your hands around the bartenders ear, and yell just to be heard. There was also a really great bartender there. I'd only go in once every 2 or 3 months, but he always remembered me and my beer of choice. I never did catch his name, but I always tipped well.

[Cazzi]

I was very grumpy this morning having woken up at about 5am & not been able to get back to sleep... A Gravekeeper post has cheered me up

On second thought, forget I asked. And enjoy the thought kids.

That I did not need to read before breakfast
Its a good job I have time to regain my appetite before I go out

I don't go to bars often, but I definitely don't return when the bartenders serve an SC before 20 or so patiently waiting customers.

I don't go to bars at all in my home town as the last few times I did, unless my friend & I went into a total dive, the female staff just served the male patrons & the male staff served every skinny & scantily clad female around us! Neither of us are skinny & both wore minimal makeup at the time.
We were both ex bar trade & as such, tipped well, but I guess they never got to find that out.

Funny though, I've never had that problem elsewhere... no wonder I prefer home to a night out these days

Yes, those people. Let us hit those people. Until we are satiated by their cries.

ooh goodie.. I'll bring my clue-by-4

[El Pollo Guerrera]

And yes, I am acutely aware of the irony of someone filming a show about a CSR on a homicidal rampage right next to me.

I have to ask... did the actor playing the CSR actually listen in on any calls? Was he a 'method' actor, one who wants to experience the job before trying to replicate it on film?

And the film crew here last night actually had to use an alien to justify a story about a CSR on a murderous rampage?

I guess that's a "no", then...

Oh, and regarding spelling names... My last name is long and hard to pronounce, so when I am asked my name I just say "I'll spell it for you...".

Usually, after I'm done, the CSR will thank me for doing that. I've even had a few say "I never would have gotten that right...".

[Mongo Skruddgemire]

I guess, however, that perhaps some people find the blur more interesting and are not in as much of a hurry as I am to bring clarity to the world.

But GK, most of your callers are from the great desolate wastes of Nunavaut where the only thing to look at is snow, snow, and more snow. Going around looking at the world through blurry eyes helps raise the excitement levels as you are able to look at the random blurry blobs of yellow and pink and think "Gee! Look at the purdy colors" and be blissfully oblivious that the huskies have gone potty on your doorstep again.

Which is rather dire, as I currently need to urinate on a level normally reserved for race horses.

And yes, I am acutely aware of the irony of someone filming a show about a CSR on a homicidal rampage right next to me.

I'd have peed on his leg myself.

Me: “Good evening, thank you for calling <company>. Are you calling to place an order?”
SC: “Oh….is this a real person?”

No, I am the CSR-o-Matic 9000, the latest in Artifically Intelligent Customer Service Mechanoids. I am sorry to report that I am currently suffering a malfunction in both my ethical and moral subroutines and in my violent behavior modulator. Rest assured that my loyalty to Customer Service processor is still functioning and when I come to your house to rip you into small bloody chunks, I will be leaving a $25 Visa Gift Card by way of apology. Please make peace with your God(dess) and have a wonderful day.

[Jester]

Thank you! I've had people walk in off the street, act like that and get served before me or everyone else who has been politely waiting before. I don't go to bars often, but I definitely don't return when the bartenders serve an SC before 20 or so patiently waiting customers.

To be fair to those bartenders, sometimes it is just kneejerk reaction to do that...and sometimes it is just to get the fuckers out of our bar and our hair. Especially true if they ask for a couple bottles of beer and someone else's order is a mojito or some such.

But when the bar is PACKED? No. Not happening. Fuck off, Rude Boy.

What I especially love is when I have this conversation, which happens more often than I can count....

JESTER: "I'll be with you in just a moment."
SC: "I just need three Coors Lights, a Jack and Coke, and a mojito..."
JESTER: "As I said, I'll be with you in just a moment." As in, not right this moment, but in a few moments, after I take care of the other fucking customers that are here, you self-important cretin.

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

I can't believe you went there

Then you need to hang out here more often.