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With Clients Like These, No Wonder They Left

, , , , | Right | June 5, 2023

I work a normal office job, but occasionally, customers are directed to me incorrectly and I have to track down who they need to speak with.

Caller: “Hi. May I speak to [Old Colleague]?”

Me: “He no longer works here. May I ask why you’re calling?”

Caller: *Gives details*

Me: “Okay, can I get a call back number?”

Caller: “Um, no, actually, I’ll call him when he returns.”

Me: “He no longer works here.”

Caller: “Okay, I’ll email him.” *Hangs up*

Godspeed, caller.

A Big Mayo No No, Part 8

, , , , , | Working | June 5, 2023

I’m at our local sandwich shop. We usually order our food online and pick it up, but we stopped doing that at this shop as they always screw up the order. A turkey sandwich with no turkey? Really?

I order my sandwich. The employee asks what toppings I want.

Me: “Lettuce, tomato, and mustard only.”

Employee: “Do you want salt and pepper?”

Me: “Lettuce, tomato, and mustard only, so no salt or pepper.”

I got my sandwich. It had lettuce, tomato, mustard, mayo, and pepper.

I guess “only” is too complicated of a word. I don’t see us going back again.

Related:
A Big Mayo No No, Part 7
A Big Mayo No No, Part 6
A Big Mayo No No, Part 5
A Big Mayo No No, Part 4
A Big Mayo No No, Part 3

When They Find Ways To Come Back To Haunt You

, , , , , , , , , | Working | June 5, 2023

I start getting phone calls from a doctor’s office for my ex-husband. My ex-husband and I have been divorced for ten years at this point. They keep leaving voicemails for him to call back.

Receptionist: “My name is [Receptionist], and I’m calling from [Doctor]’s office, trying to reach [Ex-Husband]. Please give us a call back.”

I have not been in contact with my ex-husband in several years, and he changes numbers all the time, so I have no way of getting in touch with him.

The next week, I get another voicemail.

Receptionist: “Hi, [Ex-Husband]. This is [Receptionist] calling from [Doctor]’s office. I need you to give me a call back today.”

The doctor’s office always seems to call when I am at work. By the time I get off work, they are already closed so I cannot call them back to tell them they have the wrong number.

The next week, I have another voicemail, and it is the same as the previous ones. 

I tell my coworkers I am going to take a ten-minute break to attend to some important business, and I call the doctor’s office back.

Receptionist: “[Receptionist] speaking.”

Me: “Hi, [Receptionist]. I have been receiving phone calls from you. You are trying to get in touch with [Ex-Husband], and I am calling to tell you that this is not his number.”

Receptionist: “Okay, thank you for letting us know. I’ll make a note in his file.”

The next week, the doctor’s office calls again.

Receptionist: “Hi, [Ex-Husband], this is [Receptionist] calling you from [Doctor]’s office. We need to give us a call back.”

I manage to call them back, and I tell them the same thing. Again, I am told they will make a note of it and remove it from the file.

But they don’t do it for the next three weeks. I still continue to receive calls for my ex-husband. I call back one more time, and this time, I ask to speak to the office manager.

Me: “I am receiving phone calls for [Ex-Husband], and I have told your staff members that this is not his number. They have told me they will make a note in the file and remove the number.”

Office Manager: “Oh, I am so sorry about that. Let me get into his file. Are you [My Name]?”

Me: “Yes.”

Office Manager: “He has you listed as an emergency contact.”

Me: “We have been divorced for many, many years. I don’t know why he would have it listed. I also don’t know how to reach him as we haven’t spoken in many years.”

Office Manager: “Oh, we need to speak with him about an urgent financial matter.”

Me: “I’m sorry, but I do not know how to get a hold of him.”

Office Manager: “Okay, we will remove you from his file.”

A few months later, I tried to finance a new car and, to my horror, there was a negative mark on my credit file. And guess what it was? The doctor’s office bill!

I got the original bill, and it was only in my ex’s name. I had to fax my divorce decree over to the collection agency, and I also sent it to the doctor’s office. It was removed from my credit file. 

I don’t know why they put me on this bill as we are divorced and I am not obligated to any of his bills. When I told them we were divorced, that should have been a clue! 

I also don’t have a clue why he would list me as an emergency contact. He probably just did it so they would call me since he changed numbers frequently and had no intention of paying that $100 bill.

There’s “Tech Illiterate” And Then There’s “Tech Are You Even Trying?”

, , , , , | Working | CREDIT: absinthangler | June 4, 2023

I work in internal tech support. I get a call from a user at our company.

Me: “Help Desk, this is [My Name] speaking.”

User: “Hi, [My Name], this is [User], and I can’t get the texts on my phone when I try to log into the VPN.”

Me: “That’s easy enough to fix. I’ve just deleted your phone from [Multi-Factor Authentication Admin Site]. Let me walk you through how we’ll fix it. First, we open the app on your phone.”

User: “Okay, it’s open.”

Me: “Great! Now press the ‘add’ button at the top.”

User: “Okay.”

Me: “Perfect. Click ‘Scan QR code’, and we’ll leave it there until we’re ready on the next part.”

User: “Okay.”

Me: “Go ahead and log into the VPN. It will give you a bunch of prompts which will walk you through adding your phone again.”

User: “Do I hit ‘sign in’?”

Me: “…Yes?”

User: “Okay, now do I hit ‘continue’?”

Me: “Yep, just follow the prompts on your screen.”

User: “It’s asking me for my phone number. Should I do that?”

Me: “Yep… You’ve done this before, [User]; you had to have done it when you were hired.”

User: “I’ve never done this before.”

Me: “You’ve been an employee for ten years.”

User: “Well, I’ve never seen this.”

Me: “You should see a QR code on the screen right now. Do you?”

User: “No, but I see a barcode.”

Me: “…All righty. Scan it with your phone.”

User: “What do you mean?”

Me: “Remember how we opened the app and got the QR code scanner ready? This is the QR code.”

User: “Okay, but what do I do?”

Me: “Point the camera on your phone at the screen and it’ll activate.”

User: “So, I open the camera? Do I take a picture?”

Me: “All ya gotta do is pick your phone up and line it up with the QR code.”

User: “It kicked me out.”

Me: “That would be the VPN login timer… Just… try again, and make sure to use the MFA app on your phone that we opened earlier.”

User: “I don’t know what that means. I don’t have that.”

Me: “[User], it’s the app we opened on your phone at the start. Just open it like we just did, and get back to the QR scanner. Hit ‘add’ and then choose ‘QR code’.”

User: “I’m sorry, I’m tech illiterate, and I don’t know what you mean.”

Me: “Just do what we did three minutes ago, [User]. Click on [App] on your phone.”

Three more minutes pass as I explain what I’ve already explained.

User: “’QR scanner would like to use your phone camera.’ Should I hit ‘yes’?”

Me: “…Yes. Okay, let’s log into the VPN and try again.”

User: “Am I doing that on my phone?”

Me: “Um, no, just like normal.”

User: “I don’t see [VPN App].”

Me: “Open [Remote Access Program].”

This is a program that allows me to remotely access a user’s computer and run it myself. I connect and use the search bar for the user, I open the VPN, and I get back to the QR code.

Me: “Okay, now scan the QR code.”

User: “How do you mean?”

Me: “Pick up your phone and line it up with the QR code, with the scanner we’ve opened up in the MFA app twice now.”

User: “But what do you mean by ‘scan it’? I’m tech illiterate.”

Me: “Never mind. I… I’m going to try and use the email activation for you.”

It doesn’t work because the two-minute VPN timer isn’t long enough for the information to be used.

Me: “I’m going to send you a text since that didn’t work.”

User: “Will that show up in my emails?”

Me: “Nope, just a normal text message.”

User: “I don’t see anything in my emails. Well, there’s this link… Trying to use it… It says it’s expired.”

Me: “Check your text messages.”

User: “On my phone or my computer? I’m tech illiterate.”

Me: “Hold please.”

Cue screaming into the void, then congratulating a friend in [Online Game], and finally pouring myself a drink to try and get my rage back under control.

Me: “Thank you for holding. I’m going to send you a new text. Your phone will ding when you get it. Click on the link, on your phone, and hit ‘Open [MFA App]’.”

User: “Okay… it says ‘link expired’.”

Me: “Try the text above that.”

User: “Okay, now it wants me to name the connection.”

Me: “GOOD! Good. Just hit ‘Continue’, and then hit ‘next’, ‘skip’, and ‘no’, and then we’re good.”

He then proceeds to ask me on every step which button he should hit.

User: “I don’t see a ‘we’re good’ button, but it’s letting me log into the VPN.”

Me: “That means we’re good. Anything else I can do for you?”

User: “Nah, I just want to thank you for your patience and your time today. Make sure to tell your boss you deserve a raise.”

I look at my pay-raise-to-inflation ratio, which comes to a 12% pay cut since 2020.

Me: “Will do.” *Click*

So, I’m NOT The Only One Who… What Were We Talking About?

, , , , , | Related | June 4, 2023

My uncle is extremely distractible and unobservant. I could tell a ton of stories about him either not noticing or immediately forgetting something obvious, but this is one of the most egregious examples.

I’m sitting at my computer when my uncle walks up behind me.

Uncle: “Hey, [My Name], how’s [Website we’re working on together] going? Can you show me what you’ve gotten done?”

Me: “Sure, let me bring it up.” 

I turn back to the computer for literally five seconds, just long enough to open my web browser.

Me: “So, I got the login… system…”

I turn back around while speaking, only to see an empty room.

Me: “…[Uncle]?”

I found him vacuuming a nearby room. Somehow in the — again, LITERALLY — five seconds I was facing away and not talking to him, he’d forgotten that he’d asked me a question and wandered off. I’d be worried that he had dementia or a brain tumor or something, except Mom swears he’s always been like this.