So yesterday sisters and i went to the Art Science Museum at MBS to go to the Da Vinci exhibit (which we never had enough time to finish, so it wont be long before they see my face there again). It was a lovely day, nice and sunny and everything, some people were late *camera pans over to Myst Exile*.. and some people were pissy and grumpy because they haven’t eaten.. *camera pans to Strange Tea*.. and then, there were also some people who just couldn’t have their bubble burst because it was a Sunday *camera pans over to me, grinning manically*
And aside from a rude, questionably dressed white guy who was impatient that it took awhile for us to pay for our tickets and bitchily said loudly “yaaay! they finally learnt how to paaaaay” to our retreating backs. It was a lovely, educational trip. So to the white guy who looked like he belonged in a circus with his ridiculous top hat, red military looking jacket and black shorts, I just wanted to inform you that there are no circuses here as far as i know, i mean hello, CAVALIA left like last year August 2014. Did they not want your avant garde ass anymore? Please buy some manners and a new fashion sense if you have the money to be spending at museums which you obviously just disinterestedly skim through. Geez, why the hell were you even there.
Before i continue on though, can i just say i am really liking where i’m working now, do you know how many books i have finished while there’s not much to do? DO YA? No you don’t. It’s plenty of books okay. At the rate i’m going i might as well just swallow all my books.. and my sisters’. HAH . So they can’t have them when everyone of us move out of this house. There will be no squabbling over the books, and if they want to see the books i swallowed, they need to press my belly button and i shall just recite the summary and story from memory.
But anyway, shh. Don’t be telling the company. And i also got my first nastiest customer by the name Mr Robin (there are a lot of robinses in this world, i trust, yeah? I shan’t put a fake name because then that name belongs to someone else and no name deserves to be tainted by this mofaka’s terrible, terrible, terrible manners and lack of respect for people, sorry to the other Polite Robins in the world) I got this idiot on the phone like on my second day of work. His issue was that he was using an iphone, but he can’t seem to open up any apps on his phone.
So as per our training (and as is usual if you’re in cust svc), we need to relay back to the customer the information he had given us to confirm that it is correct and that it is understood. So that is what i did. He started flipping out when i merely repeated back what i understand to him, he flipped out, my friends. He legit went berserk over the phone on me and verbal abused me. He called me stupid, asked me which part did i not understand, what language will make me understand, is it tamil, tagalog or what language i need, and repeatedly called me stupid.
It was my first or second day, and already i got such a shit excuse of a 40+ year old person verbal abusing me on the phone. I was, needless to say, super shocked. I was in shock. I didn’t know how to handle the call, all i did was just try to understand his issue and situation so i could further help him better, and instead of helping me and just as easily perhaps just agree with me that yes, that is the problem, he hurled insult after insult at me. I think if i recall correctly i was already breaking out in sweat and my mind was blank, all prior solutions i’ve learnt flew out of the window, i felt like crying.
I put this asshole on hold, tried to find a senior for help. The senior looked as if he was seasoned with this kind of behavior, i, on the other hand, have never experienced such complete and utter rudeness, not in person anyway, and i guess it is easier to hurl insults at people you can’t see, right? What a coward. Although i can’t be too sure — remember the recent viral video of that other ugly looking uncouth idiot who was shouting at a taxi driver non stop throughout the ride? Perhaps this Mr Robin i encountered is as ugly in person as he is on the phone. I don’t know. I know that i couldn’t imagine being this rude to someone who wasn’t rude to me in the first place. I was brought up with manners i suppose, which some people deeply lack, sadly.
So when i calmed down, i released the hold and told Robin to just backup his iphone and restore the software. There was no thanks, no nothing, only asked if he needed to wait for me to do anything to which i said no. Then he hung up.
What a rude person. I wonder if he would die of a heart attack one day if he could easily just blow up about nothing. It makes me hope.
I took down his IC number, home address and phone number. Anyone wants to have some fun or feel like harassing people justifiably, get in touch.. and then we’ll pretend we never had that conversation.
3 more hours for me to go before i can go home.. Hmm.. to surf the net or read my book? Ahh.. the struggle. :p
By the way! There was this pop up store at CityLink called Booktique and they had the most beautifully covered books i have ever seen so far. They change locations from time to time, thats what the person told me, but they have very very interesting books and i got myself one titled: “Black cats and evil eyes” by Chloe Rhodes. It’s for inspirational purposes, writing-wise 😉 fun.