Friday, July 3, 2009
164 - When people don't seem to care that you're working and inconsiderately distract you with phone calls anyway
People keep calling me and texting me, expecting me to call them back or text them back while I'm at work. People still ask me if I'm free on this day, or on that evening, and it's just ridiculously aggravating because I've already told them when I'll be at work and consequently unavailable to talk to them.
The other day, three friends of mine (all female, by the way) were wandering around the restaurant at which I work. They called me four times, and when I finally rushed into the storeroom to pick up their call, they exclaimed, "HEY! WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP?!?!"
Fuck.
"OH YEAH, YOU'RE WORKING! SORRY!"
It's a good thing that you're sorry.
"Natalie, Trina and I have been shopping the whole day, and we are SO hungry right now..."
Seriously, you're doing this to me?
"Oh, right, yeah, sorry. Um, may we come over?"
Sure, but on your way, can you please stop by the kitchen and give them an order for fries for table 27?
"Um, where is your restaurant exactly?"
I already told you last night...
"Oh, yeah, just up the road from Cotton On."
Fuck, I'm supposed to make two double espressos...
"Well, Natalie wants to go to 7-11 first, so we'll probably take like fifteen minutes. She just wants..."
..And I still need to change that beer keg...
"Oh, wait, do you guys serve Sprite?"
.......
"Oh, yeah, sorry, sorry, SORRY for bothering you. We're coming."
Thank goodness it's over.
Around ten minutes later, they still haven't shown up, so I sneak into the storeroom to call them again. I find out that they've started making their way home.
Because It's raining, they're getting tired and they can't find my restaurant.
Poor them.
They're hungry, and they're tired.
It's so great that they get to go home to rest and eat.
The other day, three friends of mine (all female, by the way) were wandering around the restaurant at which I work. They called me four times, and when I finally rushed into the storeroom to pick up their call, they exclaimed, "HEY! WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP?!?!"
Fuck.
"OH YEAH, YOU'RE WORKING! SORRY!"
It's a good thing that you're sorry.
"Natalie, Trina and I have been shopping the whole day, and we are SO hungry right now..."
Seriously, you're doing this to me?
"Oh, right, yeah, sorry. Um, may we come over?"
Sure, but on your way, can you please stop by the kitchen and give them an order for fries for table 27?
"Um, where is your restaurant exactly?"
I already told you last night...
"Oh, yeah, just up the road from Cotton On."
Fuck, I'm supposed to make two double espressos...
"Well, Natalie wants to go to 7-11 first, so we'll probably take like fifteen minutes. She just wants..."
..And I still need to change that beer keg...
"Oh, wait, do you guys serve Sprite?"
.......
"Oh, yeah, sorry, sorry, SORRY for bothering you. We're coming."
Thank goodness it's over.
Around ten minutes later, they still haven't shown up, so I sneak into the storeroom to call them again. I find out that they've started making their way home.
Because It's raining, they're getting tired and they can't find my restaurant.
Poor them.
They're hungry, and they're tired.
It's so great that they get to go home to rest and eat.
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4 comments:
The pain of being popular. And of having friends who are geographically limited.
haha...lol...!!
Yeah I hate it if someone disturbs me like that.....especially if they keep calling back when I cancel their call...
Madame DeFarge: Ah, yes. I wonder if it will be the same way in London.
Pavitra: Exactly, or when you don't pick up the call. What is wrong with some people?
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