IT Support, Support

| Tampa, FL, USA | Working | June 27, 2016

(I’m calling the IT department about my work computer getting an error message.)

IT: “When are you receiving the error message?”

Me: “I’m getting the message randomly asking me to sign back into the HR website. I don’t’ know why as I am not doing anything in the HR site.”

IT: “Open Internet Explorer which should load the HR website automatically.”

(I open IE and it auto-loads to the Google home page, but before I can go to the HR website:)

IT: “Why isn’t it going to the HR site?”

Me: “I changed my home page…”

IT: “How did you do that?”

Me: “I clicked the ‘change your home page button in the settings?”

IT: “How did you do that?”

Me: “…”

IT: “Show me how you did that.”

(I walk the IT guy through how to change the home page in Internet Explorer.)

IT: “Okay, that should fix your error; have a good day.”

(Needless to say I had to call back and get someone else to fix the error but we had a good laugh about the other guy not knowing how to change a browser’s home page.)

Bigot Exists Between Chair And Keyboard

| Salt Lake City, UT, USA | Right | June 23, 2016

(I work in a tech support call center where most of my day is spent helping our clients reset various aspects of their computer.)

Me: “Okay, I think I know the problem here, but I just need some information from you to be certain. This might not be the issue, but it’s best that we check it just in case.”

Client: *very polite and understanding* “Whatever gets us back up so we can help our customers works for me. What do you need from me?”

Me: “The computers that are having the network errors, did you update them recently? I know a patch came out for [Operating System] yesterday, and I’ve heard that there may be some compatibility issues with it.”

Client: “I’m not sure; I’ll ask. So you can fix it?”

Me: “Not exactly. I don’t have the permissions needed to do this from my end. Let me check something server side here, right quick. Do you mind if I put you on hold for a minute?”

Client: “No, go right ahead.”

(I put the client on hold and grab one of our higher techs (basically a manager). I tell him what’s up, and he agrees to handle the rest of the call.)

Level Two Tech: *after connecting to my call* “Sir, I’ve spoken with [My Name] in regards to your problem, and I’ll be handling the call from this point forward.”

Client: “It’s about time! That f***er doesn’t know a thing about computers! Where the did you find a [racial slur] like that?”

Me: “Uh… sir… I’m still on the line.”

Client: “You’re still on the line?”

Me: “Yep.”

Client: “I… uh… sorry! Uh… you… you can fix this right?”

Level Two Tech: “Sir, due to your use of profanity and racial slurs, we’re going to have to terminate the call. If you need further assistance, then you are welcome to call back once more. However such language will not be tolerated.” *ends call*

(About half an hour later, Client’s manager called back wanting to know why the tech [me] hung up on him and refused to assist as per our contract. While I didn’t take the call, I overheard when he was transferred to the Level Two tech from before. The last thing I remember hearing was the manager screaming through the phone “He said WHAT!?” followed by yelling at someone on the other end of the line. Ended up only taking about fifteen minutes to walk the manager through the problem.)

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A Worthless Use Of Time

| USA | Right | June 14, 2016

(I run IT services for a small company that assists with management of independent businesses. As the only person in the organization who is highly computer-literate, I also run an email-based helpdesk to answer IT-related questions for clients but have to charge a flat fee for phone support so as to keep the phone from ringing all the time. A known-to-be-difficult business owner pays the fee electronically without even opening an email support ticket first, and then calls in seconds after the payment comes through.)

Me: “Hi, thanks for calling [Company] IT Services. How can I help you?”

Client: “First of all, I think it’s ridiculous that I have to pay just to talk to a live person.”

Me: “I understand your frustration. What can I do for you?”

Client: “I don’t know. I just have some questions about my web presence.”

(We provide basic homepages for our clients so as to boost the profile of their brick-and-mortar locations, with a portal they can use to do things like update their hours, address, and ‘About Me’ on their own.)

Me: “Great, I can definitely help with that. Just to let you know, this sounds like the sort of thing that I could easily handle over email and then could refund your money and not have to charge you anything.”

Client: “No, no. I only want to talk to a real person. I’ll pay the d*** fee. So… umm… uh… let’s see… Can you go look at my About Me page? I don’t know if I like the wording I put on there last year. Can you re-type something for me?”

Me: “Sure, what would you like it changed to?”

Client: “Um… let’s see… can you change [word] to [synonym]. And take out that next sentence. No, on second thought, put that sentence back.” *long pause* “I changed my mind. Can you go back to the first line and put in what I originally had but then add something that makes me sound better, like that says I’m the best in my town?”

Me: “Sir, wouldn’t it be easier if you just emailed me the corrected paragraph when you know what you want it to say?”

Client: “No, your stupid fee is the same whether I have you for one minute or fifty-nine minutes so I’m gonna get my money’s worth. Just hang on. I’m waiting for my inspiration.”

(He proceeds to surf the Internet, even watch some YouTube videos, while keeping me on the line for 20 more minutes listening to him click, mutter to himself, and watch videos.)

Client: “Okay, I got it. I’m going to dictate word for word and I want you to type what I say.”

(I do this; four paragraphs worth across three separate sub-pages of his basic website.)

Client: “Now save it so I can look at it.” *pause while I do this and he refreshes* “Oh, this is much too informal. You just typed what I said without doing your part to make me sound better? What am I paying for? This won’t do. Hold on.”

(A few more minutes of silence pass.)

Client: “All right. Since I’m having to do everything, I don’t know what I’m paying for, but I’m sure gonna get my money’s worth.”

(His basic website is supposed to be self-managed, so he’s clearly not “having to do everything”!)

Client: “So, here goes. Go back to that first page and I’m gonna dictate again. This time we’ll get it just so.”

Me: *after we get to the last page* “Great, your website has been fully updated. We’ve added or revised content on every page and it’s fresh and new. Do you have any other questions?”

Client: “Nope. I still don’t see why I had to pay for this, but I need to get on with my day. Have a good day.”

(He’s taken up 52 minutes on the phone, not counting my time logging all of this in his consulting file. A couple minutes later, he calls back.)

Me: “Hi again. Is there something else I can do for you?”

Client: “Yeah… I was watching something else on YouTube and I want to get it added to my site.” *starts reading off the YouTube URL, not clearly enunciating any of the letters*

Me: “Sir, could you email that to me instead?”

Client: “I don’t like using email since I just want to talk to a real person, but I guess I can email you just this once.”

(I receive the link and embed it in his site and let him look at it.)

Client: “Umm… I guess I just wanted to see what it would look like having a video on my website. I don’t really need it there. Take it off. But I got my money’s worth, didn’t I? You have a good day now.” *hangs up with a chuckle*

(He spent a total of 59 minutes and 40 seconds on the phone. He must have had a timer or something running on his end to “make sure he got his money’s worth.” I ended up working almost an hour late that day trying to catch up on the things I actually needed to be doing in order to keep the company’s computer systems maintained.)

File This One Away

| Los Angeles, CA, USA | Working | June 13, 2016

(This conversation was heard between one of my coworkers at the computer desk and a user.)

User: “I dropped my phone, and the screen broke. Can you fix it?”

Coworker: “Is this a company phone?”

User: “No, it’s my personal phone.”

Coworker: “Then, I’m sorry, but I can’t fix this. Because it’s not one of our standard models, we’d have to order parts for it that we don’t have in stock, and we can’t do that for a personally owned phone. You’d have to take it to an Apple Store to be repaired.”

User: “Oh, I don’t want to bother them. It’s only a few minor files that I need to get off it. It’s not worth putting them to the trouble. Can’t you just fix it now?”

Coworker: “I’m sorry, I can’t.”

User: “But I’ll lose all my files!”

Not-So-Smartphone, Part 15

| QLD, Australia | Right | June 2, 2016

(I’m working at the front desk of a popular computer repair store that also repairs phones. It’s my first week working on front desk as I’m usually out the back fixing the computers. The owner and manager of the store is out here to supervise me. A man walks in wearing business casual and wanders around, looking at the display computers before coming to me.)

Me: “Hi, I’m [My Name]. How can I help you?”

Customer: “Hey, yeah. I was wondering if you guys did phones?”

Me: “We sure do. What type of phone is it and what’s wrong with it?”

(He hands me the latest in a particular phone line. it’s pretty obvious what happened as the screen has smashed and one of the corners is dented. I put it down on the desk.)

Me: “All right, we’ll get right onto that. May I have your name?”

Customer: *completely ignoring my question* “How long do you think it will take?”

Me: “Screen replacements usually take about an hour. May I have your name?”

Customer: “Okay, cool.”

(He picks his phone up off the desk and makes towards the door.)

Me: “Uh, sir…?”

(He doesn’t listen and keeps walking out, exiting the building.)

Me: *turning to the manager* “Uh, did he just…?”

Manager: “Yep. He’ll be back.”

(Around an hour later, he returned and demanded to know if his phone had been fixed yet. It, of course, wasn’t and he berated me for being stupid and lazy even though he took the phone with him. My manager, previously having gone back to his office, came out to defend me and banned the customer from the store after he made a scene and broke one of our display computers. My manager bought me lunch after that.)

Related:

Not-So-Smart Phone, Part 14

Not-So-Smart Phone, Part 13

Not-So-Smart Phone, Part 12

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