I'll quit with the cheerleading with this last comment.
MM. If you can perform, projecting even a fraction of the intelligence and wit you display here, you would be a huge success as a speaker/consultant.
I could give you a very long list of people who command high fees for lectures like that...who have no actual 'legitimacy' in the area about which they speak...but who have the kind of passion around an issue that you do.
Not to mention the ULTIMATE customer service of helping customer service people actually do it correctly.
t /cheerleading
I could give you a very long list of people who command high fees for lectures like that...who have no actual 'legitimacy' in the area about which they speak...but who have the kind of passion around an issue that you do.
More importantly, can you give me a list of their gullible customers? ;)
Interrupts to show off what Deena just did to my website: [link] It's been all Valentinized. I love it!
Tuesday I got a letter from my credit card company suggesting I was pre-approved for a car loan so I called the number on my card to confirm this and got a rep who could not seem to understand "car loan" "auto financing" or really anything I was trying to ask him. So yeah, definitely accomplished their goal of getting me off the phone quickly but I'm also not going to pursue the loan.
OK, in the department of "worst baby names..."
I've mentioned my occasional hobby of surfing dominionist/patriarchal Christian websites, largely because I'm pretty sure some of the more extreme of my college friends are in the movement (all of them have generic, useless-to-Google names, so I can't prove it), so I sometimes wonder if there's an alternate reality version of me, one who somehow ended up less independent and feminist, who's living that world.
Anyway, I happened across a young patriarchal couple who named their firstborn son Triumph.
Triumph.
I mean, what's left for their poor second-born, when he or she comes along? S/he'll have to settle for Ovation. And that's not even considering the next ten kids or so....
Tuesday I got a letter from my credit card company suggesting I was pre-approved for a car loan so I called the number on my card to confirm this and got a rep who could not seem to understand "car loan" "auto financing" or really anything I was trying to ask him.
Ten to one he's the victim of info-clog.
That's what I called it anyway. It's when the higher ups initiate an EXCITING NEW PROGRAM or whatever and fail to tell the reps anything about it whatsoever. Your call may actually have been the first time the rep heard anything about it.
Hand. To. God.
Oh, dear.
Reading a little further down in the entry, I've discovered that Triumph's middle name is Perseverance.
Reading a little further down in the entry, I've discovered that Triumph's middle name is Perseverance.
Maybe these are fake names they've given the child online? Maybe? Please?
Anyway, I happened across a young patriarchal couple who named their firstborn son Triumph.
All I could think was, "They named him after a CAR?!?" Granted, a kickass car, but still.
Apparently the name "Nevaeh" is not uncommon. (Spell it backwards.)
Triumph.
I suppose the catch-phrase "For me to POOP ON!" works for both infants and insult-comic dogs..
