And the STOOPID continues.
Keep in mind that my customers are 300 years old on average and remember when property listings were etched into cave walls. No offense to anyone on here who happens to be in this profession... I know there are a few good ones out there... but they don't call me. No, the ones that call me have to ask their great-grandchildren how to turn on a computer.
My entire day worked slowly to kill my remaining brain cells, and I heard "Back in MY day" too many times, complete with someone bitching at me over something out of my control. Sorry, sir, but your windows 95 computer will NOT work with our system. Have fun with your doorstop!
Had one woman ask if she had the correct number, because she needed tech support and I'm young-sounding and female. Was told I was too young to be a tech.
And the last caller of my day...
It took me 16 minutes to explain to her how to maximize a window.
Yes, you read that correctly. SIXTEEN MINUTES. I was creating a noose out of the phone cord after seven minutes of it, and yet it continued, like one of those nightmares where you dream you somehow got back together with your creepy ex and when you wake up you realize that he really is standing at your bedroom window steaming up the glass... luckily from the outside.
Unfortunately, you can't call the cops on stupidity.
Keep in mind that my customers are 300 years old on average and remember when property listings were etched into cave walls. No offense to anyone on here who happens to be in this profession... I know there are a few good ones out there... but they don't call me. No, the ones that call me have to ask their great-grandchildren how to turn on a computer.
My entire day worked slowly to kill my remaining brain cells, and I heard "Back in MY day" too many times, complete with someone bitching at me over something out of my control. Sorry, sir, but your windows 95 computer will NOT work with our system. Have fun with your doorstop!
Had one woman ask if she had the correct number, because she needed tech support and I'm young-sounding and female. Was told I was too young to be a tech.
And the last caller of my day...
It took me 16 minutes to explain to her how to maximize a window.
Yes, you read that correctly. SIXTEEN MINUTES. I was creating a noose out of the phone cord after seven minutes of it, and yet it continued, like one of those nightmares where you dream you somehow got back together with your creepy ex and when you wake up you realize that he really is standing at your bedroom window steaming up the glass... luckily from the outside.
Unfortunately, you can't call the cops on stupidity.
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