It's been two months

And I have been strangely quiet. So at some point, there will probably be a two-fer rant. Always fun for the kids.

First, it's a damn shame that talking about where I work could possibly get me in trouble. Just let's say that many people are at the bottom of the gene pool and leave it at that. We could cut the salary's of two CEOs (BTW, our company stock is in the tank, good job asshats, here's more money to fuck us over even more.), create about 20 more jobs paying a competitive salary and go ahead and cut the dead weight around here. Right now, in terms of competitiveness, we're the Jamaican Bobsled team. Hence the dead weight

Second. the telephone has become the bane of my working existence. Way too many people hide behind the phones, screen calls, and surf the web all day. I need to speak to these people to et issues resolved, but they'd rather stick their head in the sand and not deal with my questions. So rather than give someone the courtesy of a call back, I just get ignored. I don't do ignore very well, which means that when I finally do get them (after four calls), I'm not in the best of moods.

My other main problem with the phone? I WOULD LIKE TO TALK TO A WARM BODY IN CUSTOMER SERVICE EVERY FUCKING NOW AND THEN!!!!!!! OR EVEN A COLD ONE!!!!!!! I have just gotten off the phone, pressing numbers and jumping through hoops like an absolute mad man, and I still can't get to a real live person. My inquries do NOT fit into a neat round peg, and can not be solved by pressing buttons all day. Press 1, 2, 3, fuck it. Please "say" Yes or No. I don't enjoy sounding like I have Tourettes - long silences punctuated by the occasional ejaculation (shut up.). Credit card companies, banks, cable companies, - If today you are on your meunstral cycle, please press 1. Newsflash : Osama Bin Laden is living in some hole in India, hidden and doing customer service all day. Not like anyone is ever going to find him anyway.