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| my life currently:
for a good four hours of my day i'm saying "thank you for calling legalzoom we are currently experiencing a high call volume and i'll need to take your name and phone number so an agent can call you back as soon as one becomes available."
these are some of the colorful responses i get from the other side of the phone:
"wow you said that all in one breath."
"DAAAAAMN GIRL you sound like a robot!"
"uh. uh. hello? is this a machine. where the beep at."
"<mutters> god dammit <click>"
if i'm lucky i'll actually get the client to give me his name and number:
"okay my last name is TORIHGNAALI"
"would you mind spelling that for me?"
"<huge sigh> TORIHGNAALI!"
"great. let me give you my last name. it's Miller. and that's spelled M-I-L-L-E-R."
the best is when a client decides to cut me off before i'm done w/ my minispeech and tries to ask me his question even though i just said we're at a high call volume. he practically tells me his whole life story and how it ultimately led to his decision to go with filing an LLC over an S-Corp, choosing his wife to be a member but seriously considering making her a manager ever since he realized how bad his credit is due to his shady past business practices. i listen to him talk while i eat my fruity cheerios and peruse the food section of the nytimes. when he finally decides to finish i say, "i apologize but we are currently at a high call volume so if you'd like, you can leave me your name and phone number and an agent will get back to you as soon as possible." he loves it. that's what you get for cutting me off bitch.
other than the rude people i get to talk to once in a while i really like my job. i like talking to people who are really excited but also super nervous about starting their own businesses. i think "good job man. that takes guts and you're actually doing it!" for some people it'll be one of the riskiest things they do in their lives, and for that i sometimes give them mental highfives over the phone.
i also like my job because of the people i work with. for example, chewie (a very interesting character who increasingly and disturbingly reminds me of someone i won't mention) gives me a daily morning salute in the form of either: chewbacca's moan/groan, a snippet of an irish shepherd's song, or a quick phone call to tell me ".....BONER", or chrismas medleys nevermind the fact that it's not christmas anymore. then there's my cubicle neighbor who SOMETIMES forgets/fails to shower but makes up for it by offering me sunflower seeds. and since he's not a morning person either he understands that silence is golden for at least the first two hours of work every morning. side note: up until this past monday i SUPER hated this one girl cuz she was always so mean to everyone and actually snapped her fingers at me to get my attention. but we're cool now. i think. i brought her some fruity cheerios, and we bonded over how stupid some clients can be. anyway, at first i was averse to mixing my work world w/ my outside of work world but it turns out my coworkers are fun and aren't losers w/ no lives. one's an oenophile, another's a serious dj, and a third's filming a documentary (on what i have no idea yet). so far we've gone winetasting in south pasadena, gotten drunk altogether at old town pasadena, and attended dj-coworker's event in pasadena. they really like pasadena.
oh yeah, and about the cats. one of them slipped into my room as i opened my door one morning and decided to perch atop my chair. i fought the urge to pick her up and throw her against the wall; instead i kept it to just trying to stomp on its tail while chasing it out. after i got rid of the creature i slammed my door shut, turned my air purifier on full blast and tried to think of the scariest music i could play to keep the cats away from the general vicinity of my room. what a bitch. i hate cats.
that's it. it's 10:45 and i've got to get as much rest as i can get if i'm going to have to call cletus forrester in alabama to let him know his DBA application for "Trucking for Jesus LLC" has been approved. at 9 in the morning.
thank god it's friday.
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| i hate it when...
people send me apparently hilARious video clips while i'm at work, and i can't watch them. so i have to sit there and waste a good 5 minutes sitting in front of the computer screen, imagining what could be so funny with only that annoyingly paused video screen as a hint. and then i have to ask my cubicle neighbor what HE thinks the clip might be about, which makes me want to watch the clip even MORE. just to see if my guess is right.
in other news, i now live with a cockatiel and cats. 3 cats (and one british flatmate who's just awesome). my room is the only place in the house that's not covered in cat hair, which doesn't make me feel guilty at all about pushing the fattest cat of them all out of my doorway every morning. i swear, it's like he knows he hasn't shed all over my clean room yet and is waiting for me to let my guard down so he can mark his territory. what a dumb cat.
speaking of dumb, when i look back on it 2007 was a shit year. i'm hoping 2008 isn't as tumultuous or downright horrid. with everything so up in the air at present, i'd like to meet my future self and ask her what/how to expect/prepare for 2008. come ON, make it a good one. | | |
| it's official. i'm a total homebody.
after weekends and weekends of having somewhere to be/something way-too-cool to do i finally decided to stay home tonight. laugh all you want but my parents were thoroughly impressed. my mom even pretended to be speechless.
big highlight of the night? that would be grocery shopping w/ my parents after dinner.
"omygod SO ben and jerry's."
"no no haagen dasz."
"dad i'm not even kidding. we need to get the neopolitan dynamite."
"<inhaling breath> NO. i only eat vanilla haagen dasz young-ah."
conclusion? one neopolitan dynamite and two vanilla haagen dasz for my dad. he had to one-up me.
my parents are getting old. it's freaking me out.
thanksgiving is coming up. i'm hoping that i can store work-out credits with an imaginary fitness bank now so i can have a surplus of credits that will make up for the HUGE withdrawal i'll be making in a few weeks.
if you haven't gone to the bloomingdales friends and family pre-sale you better go before the 8th. don't say i didn't warn you.
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| i wanna start xanga-ing again but i've forgotten how to.. ROAR :((
until i get my groove back here's a little something for your viewing pleasure:
you're welcome.
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