My mom works in a customer service position that helps veterans and sometimes active-duty service members. She basically just directs them to websites, phone numbers, and resources they need to do certain things.
The funny thing is, my mom can be an entitled “the customer is always right” type (she’s the same mom from this story). She wholeheartedly believes that you should know every detail of your job and the product you sell even if it’s a part-time minimum-wage job that you’re working seasonally while still in high school.
Sometimes she isn’t a total nightmare to go places with, but sometimes it’s pretty funny when she just does not give a f*** about other people’s feelings and it’s not at the expense of some poor worker but rather another difficult person.
Mom receives a call from a man who claims to be a high-ranking officer. When she tells me this story, she doesn’t remember what his question was, but as is required, she must open a “case” for him before she can do anything, which includes receiving his first and last name and phone number in case the call gets disconnected.
Mom: “Thank you for calling [Customer Service]. How can I help you?”
Officer: “I just have a question I need you to look up for me about [subject]. I’m trying to prove something to my friend here.”
Mom: “Sure thing! I’ll have to start with your first or last name, and your phone number in case we get disconnected.”
Officer: “What? Why the h*** do you need that? I just need you to answer my question.”
Mom: “And I can very well do that for you. But I won’t be able to look anything up until I have your name and number.”
Officer: “That’s ridiculous! I just need you to look up [information] about [subject]! Why is that so hard?! You don’t need my name for that!”
Mom: “I won’t be able to—”
Officer: “Listen! I am an officer of [Military Branch]. I make more money in a week than you make in a year! You don’t need my name; you just need to tell me what I want to know!”
Mom: “I understand that, but I won’t be able to do anything without your name.”
Officer: “YOU DON’T NEED MY NAME TO LOOK SOMETHING UP FOR ME! I JUST NEED TO TELL MY FRIEND HERE THAT HE’S WRONG, BUT I DON’T HAVE THE INFORMATION ON HAND! I OUTRANK YOU; DO YOU REALIZE THAT? I CAN HAVE YOUR JOB IN MINUTES WITH A SINGLE PHONE CALL, AND—”
Cue more cursing, threats, and rank-waving. Eventually, the guy stops to take a breath.
Mom: “…Are you done?”
Officer: “YES!”
Mom: *Cheerfully* “Okay, I’m just gonna need your name first.”
Officer: *Click*
It is here my mom reveals to me that her training supervisor was listening on another line, considering this was just her second day on the job.
Supervisor: “Wow, you’re a lot better than I am… I would’ve hung up on him.”
Mom: “I thought it was funny.”
I’m not sure if this job will humble my mom or force her to live up to her own expectations of customer service. I guess we’ll see.
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