She was in the bathroom for way too long, and we all knew it. When the door finally opened, the woman immediately exited the building. Straight out the door. Didn't dare look any of us in the eye. This is never good. Nobody was in the restaurant anymore except for us three workers. One of … Continue reading Cutting company waste: A heroic tale of poop
Radio killed the radio star. "Love Song" by Sara Bareilles was a beautiful song until I heard it at least twice a day, every day, for what felt like an entire lifetime of suffocating, poppy bubbliness. That song came out in 2007, and I'm only recently (within the last six months) able to listen to … Continue reading Long time listener, last time caller
My friend was in conflict with her boyfriend. It was nothing new. And as my friends seemed to do so often at the time, her complaints were all being directed to me instead of their deserving recipient — her boyfriend. I don't know where the annual Shitty Boyfriend Conference meets every year, but I need … Continue reading How to save a life: A non-fiction murder mystery
Found an old archive of pictures taken between 2006-2008. It was the time of shitty flip phone cameras, and certainly before smartphones were a thing. "PDA's" were even still around. In fact, I had one. Among these photos were a recorded collection of a hobby I used to have: signing deliberately fake, absurd signatures on … Continue reading I rarely used my real signature; why bother?
Okay, so I found the full story of the guy who called while I was working tech support, who told me all about his crazy ex. As I mentioned in the rest of the tech support stories, our calls are supposed to be 9 minutes and 30 seconds, or less, otherwise we get in trouble. … Continue reading Finally found the rest of that “crazy ex-girlfriend” tech support call
I worked for an outsourced tech support call center for about six months in 2006-2007, and our biggest client was one of the largest Internet Service Providers in the United States. I can't say which one due to NDA or privacy or whatever... but since I don't really give a shit about that, I'll tell … Continue reading My Job: Tech support and/or trying to help both of us not kill ourselves