Surrounded by Idiots
I thought that we gained patience when we got older. Then I decided I have plenty of patience. The world just doesn't include the common sense I remember. Somehow I keep running into the morons that have invaded my daily life. Shouldn't the odds be in my favor to get to deal with an intelligent being at least half the time?
We are planning a garage sale. We've been hauling things out to the garage for several weeks. I'm just about ready to get this over with. So, I phoned the newspaper office with my questions. She answered the phone, and I told her I needed to talk to someone who could answer questions about garage sale adds. She said she could. My first question was, "How many days ahead do I need to turn in the add?" Her answer, "That depends on when the sale is." I had to think about that. Where did I go wrong in my question? I tried again. "What is the deadline for a classified add to appear in the next days paper?" Her answer was, "I don't know, let me check." And she left me hanging. I thought she said she could help me, and she can't answer the most obvious question??? She finally came back and told me it was too late to put a garage sale add in the paper for this weekend. DUH! I'm calling on a Friday at 1:30 p.m. And, I never said I wanted it this weekend!!!! So I repeated the question exactly as I last stated it. She left again. Came back and said the the deadline is 3:30 in the afternoon the day before it is to appear. I resisted saying that was like pulling teeth. OK. On to the next question. "What is the charge per line and how many spaces would a line be? This one totally threw her. She told me someone would have to call me back when they finished with a customer at the counter. I managed to Thank her, politely, and I hung up. Then, as per my usual reaction, I unloaded on my poor Hubby. (Who probably wishes he had to work today.) Something along those lines of why do I always get the morons on the phone. How can someone work at the newspaper and not know the basics of the newspaper business?
About an hour later a lady called me back. She was able to tell me that the price is $2.25 per line. But when I asked how many spaces the add is per line, she didn't know. SHE DIDN'T KNOW. Then she told me she couldn't tell me the price till she typed up my add. I thanked her and went looking for last nights paper, where I counted the spaces in some of the garage sale adds. I worked up my add, and I have a pretty good idea of what it will cost me. Why do folks make something so simple, so hard? And, why do I always get to talk to these people?
We are planning a garage sale. We've been hauling things out to the garage for several weeks. I'm just about ready to get this over with. So, I phoned the newspaper office with my questions. She answered the phone, and I told her I needed to talk to someone who could answer questions about garage sale adds. She said she could. My first question was, "How many days ahead do I need to turn in the add?" Her answer, "That depends on when the sale is." I had to think about that. Where did I go wrong in my question? I tried again. "What is the deadline for a classified add to appear in the next days paper?" Her answer was, "I don't know, let me check." And she left me hanging. I thought she said she could help me, and she can't answer the most obvious question??? She finally came back and told me it was too late to put a garage sale add in the paper for this weekend. DUH! I'm calling on a Friday at 1:30 p.m. And, I never said I wanted it this weekend!!!! So I repeated the question exactly as I last stated it. She left again. Came back and said the the deadline is 3:30 in the afternoon the day before it is to appear. I resisted saying that was like pulling teeth. OK. On to the next question. "What is the charge per line and how many spaces would a line be? This one totally threw her. She told me someone would have to call me back when they finished with a customer at the counter. I managed to Thank her, politely, and I hung up. Then, as per my usual reaction, I unloaded on my poor Hubby. (Who probably wishes he had to work today.) Something along those lines of why do I always get the morons on the phone. How can someone work at the newspaper and not know the basics of the newspaper business?
About an hour later a lady called me back. She was able to tell me that the price is $2.25 per line. But when I asked how many spaces the add is per line, she didn't know. SHE DIDN'T KNOW. Then she told me she couldn't tell me the price till she typed up my add. I thanked her and went looking for last nights paper, where I counted the spaces in some of the garage sale adds. I worked up my add, and I have a pretty good idea of what it will cost me. Why do folks make something so simple, so hard? And, why do I always get to talk to these people?
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