Alpo isn’t just for dogs

Today sucked major butt at work. It was a pretty busy day, typical of Mondays in general. But it wasn’t so much the frantic pace so much as the realization (long ago, mind you) that I am a phone monkey. Three years of college and a degree in Computer Science and what does it amount to? My being at the bottom of a totem pole made up of several hundred monkeys, all doing the same thing: flinging poo over the phone. Even taking into consideration the god-only-knows-how-many years of customer service experience I have, I am nothing more than a well-spoken monkey with a headset tied to my head and chained to a computer for upwards of 8 hours a day. If I left (or as John so elegantly states, were to get ’shit-canned’), it wouldn’t matter one bit. With the results of the shift bid being revealed in about two weeks, I’d expect at least a few dozen people to quit. And then what? Another training class, another couple of drones come in to replace them… Don’t get me wrong, I fully understand and appreciate the need for there to be places like that where people sit in one place all day and just answer questions over the phone, but it’s not for me. No more. Damn the man. I’m done being someone else’s bitch. I want to amount to something, I want to work someplace where I make a difference, where I’m not just a number or another pale face hidden behind a cubicle partition. This week I’ll find out if I can start taking classes at UWM, and actually do something with my life. I’ve decided I’m willing to give up just getting by and hating life in exchange for being poor and loving every minute of it. Now the hard part: actually taking the plunge.

Today at Wendy’s I was asked if I wanted tomato on my Wild Mountain Bacon Cheeseburger®, which struck me as a little odd until I saw the sign about how hurricanes and tomatoes don’t mix. So yeah. Save the restaurant industry some money — take it easy on the ketchup for a while.

The best quote of the week:

Me: So what do you want for Christmas? Or have you been a naughty girl this year?

Her: I’m having a baby out of wedlock, what do you think?

Funny how I overlooked that obvious fact…

5 Responses to “Alpo isn’t just for dogs”

  1. C r a i G Says:

    If you get out that would be cool. I have been stuck in these call centers for 7 years now I recall starting and ending about the same pay now in all my years. I will never try to go anywhere in management in a call center no matter who the company is. Your too disposable. :) It’s a lost cause sometimes being in these places… which makes me wonder why I still am.

  2. Carlos Says:

    Update: I got my letter of acceptance to UW-Milwaukee today. There is hope! Life feels so good today.

  3. Patrick Says:

    Hey man! I know the feeling I worked for Cingular for 2 years in customer serivce. I hated everyday of it. I up and quit one day during the summer. I could not take it! Anyhow I moved back with my parents so that I could return to school. Currently working on AA and hope to attend USF here in Tamapa for a deree in Elementary Education. I hope to teach 5th grade Social Studies :) Drop me an email sometime would love to hear from ya. frogman00x@aol.com

  4. Aaron Says:

    Actually the best quote of the week is:
    “Damn the man”

  5. Craig Says:

    DAMN THE MAN SAVE THE EMPIRE! Run for your lives! I feel pretty much the same I did after every day at WaMu. Fried, worthless, and full of anger every night I leave.