It Is Not Your (Late Night) Calling

, | Working | June 21, 2016

(I work night audit at a hotel. As such, I sleep in the evenings. Further, I often battle with insomnia, as my sleep patterns try to reassert themselves. Thus, when the phone rings at nine pm, I have had less than four hours of sleep.)

Me: *answering phone* “Hello…?”

Coworker: “Hey, it’s [Coworker]. Can you hold on a second?” *hold music*

Me: *waits five minutes* *call gets disconnected*

(I shrug and try to go back to sleep. Phone rings again five minutes later.)

Me: “Yes?”

Coworker: “Hey, it’s [Coworker] again.”

Me: *a little grouchy at being woken up early* “What is on fire?”

Coworker: “What?”

Me: “You are waking me up; therefore it must be some sort of emergency. What is on fire?”

Coworker: “Oh, there’s nothing wrong. Everything is fine.”

Me: “Then why are you calling me?”

Coworker: “I needed to ask you a personal favor. Can you come in an hour early?”

(This would basically require me to get up and out of bed that minute.)

Me: “What?!”

Coworker: “It would really help me out.”

Me: “Do you have any idea how close I am to throwing this phone across the room? I will see you at eleven.” *click*

(The kicker? He complained to my manager about how ‘rude and unhelpful’ I was on the phone, who then proceeded to lecture me on ‘being professional.’)

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