Today I snapped like a brittle twig in a drought, and it wasn’t pretty. I have finally had enough of the bullpucky that the rule-makers, the bitching by the subscribers, and people who have nothing better to do than to nit-pick my ass until it’s raw! I would have walked off the job, but I need the money too badly, which really chaps my hide, since I have a family to support and no longer have such a luxury – so I have to take it up the tailpipe until I can form a grievance with my supervisors, and hopefully get some action that will put me in an area where I can do my job in relative calm and peace (yeah right…like that’ll ever happen). One would think after THREE years in customer service, they might think you’re worth something, right? NOPE! It’s all a matter of how many people’s asses you can kiss like a goldfish! I’m tired of the cliques and politics, ya know? I also went off on a customer who had nothing better to do than bitch and moan, so I just read him the riot act – he pretty much shut up and listened after that – and was grateful for what he got. I guess he finally met a tech who didn’t bend over and kiss his ass. Boy that felt GOOD!
 Stomping The Death Star