What drives me nuts is when you have to give all sorts of information through the VR system, and then when you finally get to a person the first thing they ask for is all the same shit.
Yeah, VR or not that makes me nuts. I am CALLING from the phone number associated with the account! I
just gave
the computer my account number! Christ.
The guy in front of me on the train has round plastic hoops, about two inches in diameter, in correspond big holes in his ears. Is there a term for that?
They're called gauges. I don't understand them at all.
I don't know why, but I'm tempted to see if the skin around the hoops is ticklish.
Gauges. They sort of remind me of those lip stretcher things that used to be pictured in National Geographic.
Uh-oh. Guy with the gauges is smoking. Should I tell him he could get kicked off the train?
-t, I'm pretty sure that is it. I'm just grumbly today. I'll poke her about it eventually. And seeing if she has given it to her dad and grandpa.
I'm FINALLY getting some of the answers I needed this morning. And it is technically the end of my workday. I foresee working over the weekend. I probably wouldn't for any other project manager, but knowing this guy is off on berevement and knowing we have already slipped another deadline, I don't want him to miss this one.