Saturday, January 29, 2005

customer: I need this kind of battery.
me: We can order those for you but we don't have them in stock.
customer: Well I need it now!

At this point a little SAT-ish bubble pops up into my head.

a) "Sucks to be you, doesn't it?"
b) "How does it feel to want?"
c) [just laugh]
d) [laugh and point]

Of course, I did nothing of the sort because believe me, Princess Mononoke here isn't worth losing my job over, but hey...

On a more pleasant note, I burned a CD with G Love, Sean Paul, Death Cab for Cutie, The Postal Service and Scissor Sisters this morning, just so I could have something better to listen to at work. The ninth time around I was getting evil looks from the coworkers.

Right about this time, a girl comes in (very polite, soft-spoken, really friendly in a subdued sort of way), confused about a device she purchased. I'd just begun the CD again (I can play a song into the ground if I really like it), Death Cab's A Movie Script Ending kicks in, she comments that she adores this song.

I walk over to the CD player and remove the disc since at least two people will likely draw straws on who will have the honor of shoving it straight up my ass if I play it one more time. The girl comments, "You're just turned off a song I like??" with more mild shock at the perceived rudeness than true irritation. I hand her the CD and mention there are some other tracks on there she might like.

In short, I think I seriously made her day, though I explained that it was trivial to make and trivial to replace. She mentioned she couldn't download music (didn't say why, just that she couldn't). I showed her how to use the device she came in asking about and that was it. So I think I seriously made someone's day. And I live for that shit.

Today was good. Boring, but good.

3 comments:

Moe Blow said...

Well, some of that was the case here and some not. She wasn't really helpless so much as not quite understanding why she'd need/want a wireless CD player-to-car cassette adapter over a wired one. I explained the lack of clutter.

But she did have the super quiet voice. I think I won points by playing Death Cab (who I do sincerely like and I only put in for my own enjoyment) but I was definitely going for extra credit with the CD offer. =)

'sides, I was killing two birds with one stone. I don't think I could have gotten another full play on the disc without one of the coworkers getting ugly. That, and I also love turning people on to new music. G Love and Scissor Sisters are incredible, IMO...

And what, praytell, is a "native observer," hmmmm??

Moe Blow said...

"No justice in relationships."

Ouch.

Well while you're here, ...who are you and how did you come to read this blog? I certainly don't mind, I just cannot figure out how it happened since there are only about three people who I've told about it.

Moe Blow said...

Oh, I don't mind at all if you read. I'm just curious as to how you found it, is all. I have a bit of a facination with etymology, origins of words, but I guess that extends to the origins of anything. Including how you found the blog. =)

But again, I couldn't care less who reads it.

I'm actually stumped on the "relationships are unequal" phrase. Did I write it in the past?

Jason

PS: It seems you're reading a bit of hostility in to my replies. Trust me, there is none. Only curiosity.