I used to get this all the time at my old job. Dude! We're an international company with billions of dollars in assets involved in dozens of markets! Do you really think Schmoe Customer Service Rep is going to be able to just dial up the CEO? "Hey, Jim, yeah. It's Joe. I got a customer who'd really like to chat with ya."
A friend of mine is a nurse-anesthesiologist at OSU Med Center. He had the president & CEO of Wachovia Securities naked and at his mercy last week. The guy flew his corporate jet up here to have prostate surgery or something. He was apparently pissed that he had to wait amongst the peons before going into surgery. He didn't yet know that not only did they not have any private hospital rooms available, they didn't have ANY hospital rooms available that night.
I told my friend he should have hit him up for investment tips.
Mucho~ma for erika's rockin' mamma.
So I just threadsucked and read/skimmed over 500 posts. Mini-meara:
Happy (Belated) Birthdays to Drew & Beth & Beej!
WOOT on new job, Juliana!
Health and coping~ma to Suzi, Suzi’s mom, Erika & her mom, and S&S. (Also general job~ma to Suzi.)
General health~ma to all the sick Bitches.
Joe, no kidding, you need to write that “Adventures in Customer Service” book. It would be a bestseller.
…aaaand now I need to clean up the aftermath of the tornado that hit my classroom, stumble to my car, and attempt to drive home through rush hour on my donut tire. Don’t ask. I miss you all.
ETA: Random side note. The music room is below my classroom, and I can sometimes hear bits of music and such. This afternoon, I swear to God I keep thinking I'm hearing a room full of slot machines in Vegas. I'm teaching over a casino. Who knew?
New hair color! It was supposed to be blonde and turned out strawberry blonde.
Ignore the expression on my face --- [link]
Awesome color for you, askye! and a cute style, too.
DJ, happy and safe travels: SFistas, happy and safe DJ-having.
~ma for erika's mom.
I need to know how I can be having chills while lying in bed under a blanket, a comforter, a flanel sheet and two cats, when it is 70 degrees F, and I do not have a fever (I checked, temp's 98.2 F).
Pretty!
I'm teaching over a casino. Who knew?
Man, private schools are crazy.
So much ~ma for erika's mom.
Other than that, you people funny.
I went to the doctor today. She had me use an albuterol nebulizer, which helped a lot. If I'm still having trouble tomorrow, she might put me on prednisone.
Getting better~ma to Hil.
Ok. Just got home a bit ago, and I have 3 things to report.
1). I now have a pair of sensible shoes for SF.
2). a shot of vodka, a shot of pomogranate liqour and a splash of club soda is yummy indeed.
3). Mr. Jane is watching "Thank God You're Here" at the end there's kinda a group improv. I won't transcript it, but at the end, Shannon Elisabeth was making out with one of the cast who was also making out with George Takai, then Shannon and Tom Green were making out, and then Dave Foley ran down to the stage to get in on the action. In the meantime, Tom is screaming incoherently and Chelsea Handler is making off color jokes. I'm watching the insanity, and since we'd been talking about it minutes before, I tell Mr. Jane, "Yeah. This is what it's like when Buffistas get together."
