Where am I?
To fund my student lifestyle back in the day I needed a little bit of money for rent and bills, and a lot of money (proportionally) for decadent self indulgence. Sadly it strikes me that the opposite ratio is true these days.

Anyway, I took a job in a call centre. Thankfully it wasn't an outbound call centre, but one where my job was to help people who called up requesting public transport information - bus, train, ferry timetables etc.

It was a pretty cruisy job really. After a while you knew all the major routes and timings so barely had to look things up in the system. But one kind of customer really got on my tits.

Me- "Hello, Transinfo, how can I help?"

Cretin- "Uh yeah, when's the next bus?"

Me- "That depends. Where are you, and where do you want to go?"

Cretin- "At the bus stop. I wanna go to town."

Me- "I see. Buses on that route run all the time."

Cretin- "But I've been here ages."

Me- *clickety* "In fact, you've just missed one."

Cretin- "No I haven't. I'm here at the stop."

Me- "Did you look away from the road for a minute? Maybe at the sky or your watch or something? They're very quick these new buses."

Cretin- "Really? I don't have a watch. What's the time?"

Me- "It's (1 hour past whatever the time really was)."

Cretin- "Oh shit. I'm late."

Me- "Oh, that's a shame. Your bus will be there soon."

*click*
*beep*
(cheez is feeling ergophobic, Thu 4 Sep 2008, 17:54, 2 replies)

I like this one!
*click*
(SoneMe, Thu 4 Sep 2008, 19:08, closed)

Brilliant
I loved this! *click*
(belafron, Thu 4 Sep 2008, 20:34, closed)