Since my knitting class is at 6 p.m. today - in which I will have lots of cool stuff to report, I thought I would recount a funny story today which always makes me wonder how I ended up in Chattanooga from Palm Beach Gardens, FL..... I dedicate this post to my best friend who is having a rough week at work. Hope this story brings a laugh to your Cubefarm...
Girl walks into a convention center (yes that girl was me today) going to set up for our Company quarterly luncheon. I was driving the AV side today so I was there a little early. We weren't in our usual room and I wasn't sure if I was going in the right direction. Of course, I walk past a convention of nerdy type know-it-all guys and one of them has to worry about what I'm doing.
Know it all Guy with firm grasp of the obvious: Who are you looking for?
Me: I'm looking for my meeting
Know it all Guy with firm grasp of the obvious: Oh...Maybe its down there - pointing in the direction I'm already walking
Me: Yeah thanks (insert rolled eyes)
So I don't see it and I decide to walk back to the customer service station.
Know it all Guy with firm grasp of the obvious: Maybe you should go to the customer service station
Me: Nothing I just breeze by...Insert fumes over head
I walk up to the Customer Service desk:
Me: Could you tell me where the Krystal meeting is?
Customer Serivce Man: Turns head and spits out HUGE wad of dip/tobacco that evidently he had in his cheek then looks at paper and says "Its room 13"
Me: Gaping mouth/Eyes wide..."Yeah thanks" Walks away amazed she chose to reside in this city. And wondering what Customer Service really means in today's world.