mini rant. rather boring.
Jun. 29th, 2010 09:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
slowlyunfoldingI feel like all my words have been stolen by a ... something that also stole its name from me.
I am feeling the burn of the end of the month craziness. I almost lost it today on a couple of calls. Like, seriously lost it. One dude wanted me to "go check if that person I want to talk to is at her desk." Um, no, actually. I can't leave my desk and I don't wanna leave my desk. I wanted to tell the dude that what he was looking for was not earth crashing & that there were flames on the side of my face so I had to go. But I didn't. I had other incoming calls, asked him I could put him on hold, took those calls, and then had some deep breaths while leaving the guy on hold. I considered my putting the dude on hold as a 'time out' -- both for me & for him. Emotions are in the voice, and I knew I had to get it together.
There were a few other ... moments ... but I didn't flip out. I'm assuming that might happen tomorrow when all hell breaks loose. I mean that quite literally. I'm not sure the exact number of closings we've done this month, but it's close to 400.
OKAY I'M TIRED NOW & STOP CALLING ME ABOUT STUFF THAT HAPPENED 6 YEARS AGO & I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOUR MORTGAGE CHARGE TERMS ARE OH YEAH IN YOUR REPORTING LETTER WE SENT TO YOU AFTER CLOSING & WHY ARE YOU SPELLING MERCI WITH AN E ON THE END & CAN YOU SHUT YOUR KIDS UP WHEN THEY ARE IN THE OFFICE BECAUSE MY HEAD IS SPLITTING (I HAVE PACKING TAPE & OTHER BLUNT OBJECTS) & I NEED CHOCOLATE NO I DON'T & WHY WHY WHY IS THE PHONE CONSTANTLY RINGING & OMG THE FAXES! THE FAXES! KEEP POURING IN & SO DO THE COURIERS PLEASE GO AWAY & THE MAIL IS HERE NOW TOO & I THINK I JUST LOST A DOCUMENT & KEY A CLIENT DROPPED OFF WHERE IS IT? AT LEAST IT WASN'T A BANK DRAFT THIS TIME. *sound of tiny explosions in the distance* FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
Sorry. A little hostility there burbling up. I feel like Sam not wanting to give into his dastardly demonic stuff but then, is like, fuck it. I'm in. When that day comes I will make sure everyone suffers who says, "Hi. Hello. Hello?" right after I've answered the phone making me say, "helllo?" back at them & we get stuck in a 'Hi-hello' loop of circularity. Luckily, I have still not found the billboards around town with my photo (ok, the whole department) on it because wow BAD HAIR DAY. I saw a photo ... somewhere and UGH.Right now my hair is looking so bad it is making me sad since I haven't had time to get it cut. It's so flat it looks like I have a pancake on my head. Or possibly a crepe. Yes, a crepe. I am wearing crepes on my head.
I should go away now.
I'm really sorry for this entry.
I am feeling the burn of the end of the month craziness. I almost lost it today on a couple of calls. Like, seriously lost it. One dude wanted me to "go check if that person I want to talk to is at her desk." Um, no, actually. I can't leave my desk and I don't wanna leave my desk. I wanted to tell the dude that what he was looking for was not earth crashing & that there were flames on the side of my face so I had to go. But I didn't. I had other incoming calls, asked him I could put him on hold, took those calls, and then had some deep breaths while leaving the guy on hold. I considered my putting the dude on hold as a 'time out' -- both for me & for him. Emotions are in the voice, and I knew I had to get it together.
There were a few other ... moments ... but I didn't flip out. I'm assuming that might happen tomorrow when all hell breaks loose. I mean that quite literally. I'm not sure the exact number of closings we've done this month, but it's close to 400.
OKAY I'M TIRED NOW & STOP CALLING ME ABOUT STUFF THAT HAPPENED 6 YEARS AGO & I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOUR MORTGAGE CHARGE TERMS ARE OH YEAH IN YOUR REPORTING LETTER WE SENT TO YOU AFTER CLOSING & WHY ARE YOU SPELLING MERCI WITH AN E ON THE END & CAN YOU SHUT YOUR KIDS UP WHEN THEY ARE IN THE OFFICE BECAUSE MY HEAD IS SPLITTING (I HAVE PACKING TAPE & OTHER BLUNT OBJECTS) & I NEED CHOCOLATE NO I DON'T & WHY WHY WHY IS THE PHONE CONSTANTLY RINGING & OMG THE FAXES! THE FAXES! KEEP POURING IN & SO DO THE COURIERS PLEASE GO AWAY & THE MAIL IS HERE NOW TOO & I THINK I JUST LOST A DOCUMENT & KEY A CLIENT DROPPED OFF WHERE IS IT? AT LEAST IT WASN'T A BANK DRAFT THIS TIME. *sound of tiny explosions in the distance* FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.
Sorry. A little hostility there burbling up. I feel like Sam not wanting to give into his dastardly demonic stuff but then, is like, fuck it. I'm in. When that day comes I will make sure everyone suffers who says, "Hi. Hello. Hello?" right after I've answered the phone making me say, "helllo?" back at them & we get stuck in a 'Hi-hello' loop of circularity. Luckily, I have still not found the billboards around town with my photo (ok, the whole department) on it because wow BAD HAIR DAY. I saw a photo ... somewhere and UGH.Right now my hair is looking so bad it is making me sad since I haven't had time to get it cut. It's so flat it looks like I have a pancake on my head. Or possibly a crepe. Yes, a crepe. I am wearing crepes on my head.
I should go away now.
I'm really sorry for this entry.
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Date: 2010-07-01 11:21 pm (UTC)