Stupid People Alert

I swear... often. Part of the reason is the stupid people I come in contact with. It truly amazes me. I just got a phone call from a woman who's mentality is that of a pea.

Me: Hello?
Duh: Oh hi. Is HH there?
Me: No, I'm sorry you've reached a private office.
Duh: Oh, she's not there.
Me: No.... This is a new number, perhaps she moved.
Duh: So she's not there? Do you remember me giving the (goes on about something I have no clue about)
Me: Maam? HELLO!? I am NOT HH. You reached the wrong number.
Duh: Do you know her?
Me: ... No. When people get numbers it's very random. I don't know who had this number.
Duh: But she just gave me the number. Is this (says different number)?
Me: No, you just misdialed.
Duh: Oh, okay!

Stupid cow. The chances that I would know the previous owner of this phone are about as slim as the chances that she has enough common sense to tie her shoes without having to redo it. Twice.

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Posted by Diva on August 19, 2008 | Comments (0)

Stupid People Day Part 86597268

We have a line dedicate to Physicians. It clearly states to push this option if you are a physician or calling from a physician's office. So every day I get inundated with stupid people who can't seem to grasp the fact that they are NOT physicians and then can't seem to comprehend the very simple question I ask when I realize these 'less than stellar' individuals are NOT from the professional field. Usually within a word or two. Take the phone call I just received:

Me: Are you a physician or calling from a physician's office?
Idiot: Uhhhhh....
Me: Are you a physician or calling from a physician's office?
Idiot: Uhhhh... I wa..
Me: Are you a physician or calling from a physician's office?
Idiot: I just..
Me: Maam... ARE YOU A PHYSICIAN?
Idiot: No
Me: Do you WORK for a physician?
Idiot: I uhh....
Me: Do you work in a physician's office?
Idiot: No. I...
Me: Let me get you to the patient line. This line is for PHYSICIANS ONLY

I swear to G-d... I don't know how these people managed to live this far in life. Anyway... Yeah, stupidity. It annoys me.

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Posted by Diva on April 07, 2008 | Comments (0)

*Grunts and Drags Knuckles*

This morning was... fun. I pull up to the first stop sign, do my stop and a woman tries to glide through on my right and go in front of me. I'll have none of that! I turn in front and she's stuck behind me. Whatever. I get to the light, turn right and go on my merry way. I decide to change lanes and see a car flying down the street in said lane. I turn into it anyway (plenty of room for them to slow the fuck down) and it ends up being the same twit. Whatever. I am at the street before turning onto the freeway, which is the usual clusterfuck, and she decides to cut someone off in the next lane and honk at me as she drives by... and then stops. In traffic. Guess what happens next. You betcha. My lane pulls forward and we're side by side. So of course I roll my window down, wave my arm at her and scream, "You wanna say something, bitch!?! You wanna say something.... BITCH!?!" Yeah, one of my finer AND CLASSIER moments I'm sure. She stares forward like a fucking pez dispenser and only slightly waves her hand (not quite a flip off, which is lame) as she drives off. Considering she drives three blocks from my house I'm sure we'll see each other again. Stupid cow. Who gets into bitch fights with random neighbors? Again... stupid cow. If you'll excuse me I have to drag my knuckles up to the keyboard and act civilized again.

Hello... You Have NOT Reached Burger King

I cannot believe the stupid, ornery and stubborn people that call our service. A man called trying to make an appointment to see his doctor. Never mind that it was an annual visit so you'd think he'd have the number by now. His authorization lists our number (which is a 800 number) so guess which one he goes for. I ask the usual questions when speaking to a new patient and he gets annoyed. REALLY annoyed. I ask the next round of current patient questions and he rudely informs me he's just trying to make an appointment. FINE. I inform him that he simply needs to call... wait for it... HIS DOCTOR'S OFFICE and he gets snappy.

Rude ole bastard: "YOUR number is on the authorization.
Me: Unfortunately It is incorrect. You need to call your doctor's office.
Rude ole bastard: Well why can't you make my appointment?
Me: We don't make appointments.
Rude ole bastard: Your message doesn't say that.
Me: ... No, it doesn't. It DOES say what we do do.
Rude ole bastard: How will people know if you don't list it.
Me: Here's a great rule of thumb. If you hear a message and it DOESN'T say what you're trying to do...
Rude ole bastard: Yeah?
Me: Assume they DON'T do it.

TFGIFF


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Posted by Diva on January 18, 2008 | Comments (0)