I’ve been having a difficult time lately with maintaining my veneer of civilization.
Things have been so chaotic lately, that I’m honestly not sure where one thing begins and another ends. Real life problems are overlapping with WoW problems and whenever I start thinking about one thing it seems I am inevitably on a path that leads from one low point to another sore spot and then to something that makes me grieve before I hit some sort of freakish manic high and then next thing I know I am ranting again.
If I didn’t know better, I would think I had some sort of mental problem. Or maybe it’s just hormones. They make excellent scapegoats.
Read no further if you dislike incoherent mind dumps. However, if you like watching train wrecks, this might be worth making some popcorn. I can wait.
So my job. God, can I tell you about my job?
Customer service and I do not get on well together. I hate dealing with people who don’t seem to have enough brain cells to rub together to understand simple things like that if they request a computer it just might take longer than five minutes to get it. Or that if they really wanted something yesterday, they should have put their request in as early as a few weeks ago. Lastly, I don’t see how I can be held accountable for shipping delays that are the fault of the vendor. What am I supposed to do? Hop on an airplane and fly to any one of Dell’s global locations to demand that I be given the next available laptop?
Yesterday I had a woman call up and bitch me out for some charges that were levied against her account that she didn’t understand. Which, okay, I can understand some consternation that she was charged $130 for something she wasn’t supposed to be, but it very clearly wasn’t my name on the entry. Unless I missed something in job training, I can’t read the mind of the person who did it, seeing as how they are gone and have been since like May and only now have decided that no, they are not coming back.
Let’s not even get into how since this person has been missing, I am stuck trying to do the work of two people. Two and a half if you count the fact that one of my managers won’t go to a weekly meeting and then do their communication job by writing up boring blog posts saying “Blah blah blah won’t be available, just like it isn’t available every third Monday every month.”
But Alas, you’re blogging. Should you be able to do that if you’re so busy?
No, I totally shouldn’t be doing this. But I hate my job and something like 99% of my customers. Getting that off my chest might help me cope with those facts for a while longer. Plus I have to do a lot of waiting for those pesky computers to get here. Can someone perfect instant transportation? I mean really this waiting is hard to understand for all these PhDs like super hard you don’t even know how hard harder than anything in the world except maybe fixing paper jams in copiers because that’s pretty fucking hard for mechanical engineers yo.
Then there’s my guild.
I’m actually too afraid to get into that here, because I just might end up naming names and saying things that I know are better left unsaid. Suffice it to say I most certainly do not understand how some people’s minds work. I’m not saying they’re not working, but I just cannot see any logic.
Also, the raiding scene has been so full of utter fail lately on nearly all fronts. I despair of getting the Lich King down any time soon. Woe is me. Woe, woe, woe.
(I’m totally laughing at myself by this point. Ahh, catharsis.)
Ending on that note
Because there is a lot more shit going on right now, mainly in real life. Many things are uncertain right now and it’s the uncertainty that wears on me. That being said, don’t be surprised if I fall off the face of the earth here and there in the near future.