SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!
Yes, it is true that I work in customer service to put my self through this thing called life, and school, and children, and responsible starving artistdum. Yes, I get paid to take your calls, your orders, and to assist you in general. But, perhaps the confusion comes in how much I get I paid. Maybe, you think I get paid like FUCKING OPRAH to take your shit. Maybe, you think I get PAID ENOUGH to take your fucking princess bitchass BULLSHIT. But, I don't- didyagetthat?
I don't get paid enough to be the one person you get to look and talk down to 'cause your on the phone. You and I both know that you would NEVER talk to me like that face to face. We also both know that you are such a little fuck of a person, such a loser on the ladder of life, that the only person you can feel better than is the poor fucking sap that has to take your call and make like their kissing your ass. Ya, you like that- don'tcha? You want me to stick my finger up there too, while I'm there rimming you? Bitch.
You know what, except for this little cuntface to 'out' your little measly existence- I forget about you as soon as I have hung up the phone and thought of ways I can fuck up your account- put messages on your file that label you as difficult. I make sure you don't get offered coupons. Cause your a BITCH, AN ASSHOLE, A CUSTOMER SERVICE WHORE. Only you don't get paid to do this shit. You have to pay ME to talk that way, because, you will remember- "[You] pay my wages!"
Yeah... that's right stupid whore. You pay my wages. My favorites are the ones living off the government that call in and say they pay MY wage..... LICK. MY. CUNT, THEN- MY ASS. get a fucking job like me- and then we'll talk. Alright, sweetie?
That's great.... is there anything else I can do for you? No? Alright then, you have a great day. Thanks for calling CUNTFACE.
Yes, it is true that I work in customer service to put my self through this thing called life, and school, and children, and responsible starving artistdum. Yes, I get paid to take your calls, your orders, and to assist you in general. But, perhaps the confusion comes in how much I get I paid. Maybe, you think I get paid like FUCKING OPRAH to take your shit. Maybe, you think I get PAID ENOUGH to take your fucking princess bitchass BULLSHIT. But, I don't- didyagetthat?
I don't get paid enough to be the one person you get to look and talk down to 'cause your on the phone. You and I both know that you would NEVER talk to me like that face to face. We also both know that you are such a little fuck of a person, such a loser on the ladder of life, that the only person you can feel better than is the poor fucking sap that has to take your call and make like their kissing your ass. Ya, you like that- don'tcha? You want me to stick my finger up there too, while I'm there rimming you? Bitch.
You know what, except for this little cuntface to 'out' your little measly existence- I forget about you as soon as I have hung up the phone and thought of ways I can fuck up your account- put messages on your file that label you as difficult. I make sure you don't get offered coupons. Cause your a BITCH, AN ASSHOLE, A CUSTOMER SERVICE WHORE. Only you don't get paid to do this shit. You have to pay ME to talk that way, because, you will remember- "[You] pay my wages!"
Yeah... that's right stupid whore. You pay my wages. My favorites are the ones living off the government that call in and say they pay MY wage..... LICK. MY. CUNT, THEN- MY ASS. get a fucking job like me- and then we'll talk. Alright, sweetie?
That's great.... is there anything else I can do for you? No? Alright then, you have a great day. Thanks for calling CUNTFACE.
4 comments:
Hah!
I don't know how you can handle p hone people. I avoid the phone like it's got staph.
I did customer service once. God, it sucked so fucking much to talk to people on the phone. I finally had to quit because I felt so sick each time that phone rang. I just didn't want to pick it up.
My life is customer service right now, hence the school issues, but OMG I hate customers. That is probably why I am such a bitch.
I don't touch the phone at work. Only crazy people call. Normal people don't use the phone. They hide behind email.
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