Woooow… I never thought I could meet someone with such a sense of entitlement. I work as a receptionist in an office that is opened on weekends. One of our busiest days is actually on Saturday with Sundays that are a bit quieter. So, we have quite a few people in on Saturdays while Sundays, we have about half the people.
Mr. Center-of-the-Universe was supposed to come in yesterday to pick up some information from one of our guys, but he didn’t show up. Or rather, he said he showed up, but by the time he got here, we were already closed. So he shows up today for the information. Unfortunately, the guy he’s picking the information up from isn’t around today, and he didn’t leave anything with me to give to anyone. Fortunately, I was able to go into his office and look for it. (Not a big deal, people aren’t uptight about “privacy” here)
So, I give Mr. Center-of-the-Universe his information, and was hoping to send him on his merry way. But noooooo, he stands there looking at the papers for a bit, and then starts harrassing me for my co-worker’s cell phone number. Apparently, he had some questions about the information on the papers, and wanted clarification. I don’t have my co-worker’s cell phone number. I’m sure there is a file somewhere that has it listed, but I am NOT going to give this guy because it is my co-worker’s day off.
As much as this co-worker annoys me, I think it’s just common decency not to give his PRIVATE cell phone number out so clients can annoy the fuck out of him even when he’s at home, spending time with his wife and kids. This is not a profession where he’s on call 24/7. I am very sure that whatever question that Mr Center-of-the-Universe has can wait until Tuesday! Of course, Mr. Center-of-the-Universe doesn’t think so, and said to me, before he stormed out “What kind of system do you have here where you can’t reach your guys whenever a client needs to ask a question???”
WTF?? :eek:
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