I work at a call center with a headset. And somedays I love it and somedays I really hate it... the headset mostly not the job. There is just something totally fulfilling after getting yelled at for 15 min by Sister Farrer about how Customer Service shouldn't have to ask her so many questions when the operators don't have to and they shouldn't be so mean to people becuase they never know when their last day may be... by the way she can preach to me because she's a minister... and she just wants me to dial her voicemail to take down the number for her brother's cell phone that she refuses to put in her phone list no matter how often she calls in for him to be able to hang up an acutal hand set to say you are finally finished with The Beast. Sigh. Click.
Goodnight, dear void.
P.s. This same minister is the woman who calls in every day only to set curses upon us who are lying White Devil members of the KKK who hang up on her and are nothing but rude. I'm not white though... she refers to me as the black girl.... and then calls us racist. Hmmm.... Heaven bound for sure. Bless her heart.
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