This morning I've had to deal with a hotel clerk that didn't think they could find out who was staying in their hotel after being given the wrong room number to call back by someone that couldn't follow written documentation along with pictures.
Then there was the person that was selling extra tickets they printed by mistake, so they entered them in as T-Shirts to have something in the system, and were upset by the fact that if you sell a T-Shirt, it doesn't lower your seat count...
Then there was the person that insisted on emailing me a scathing indictment of my outbound mail service, as their outbound email was not working. Um. Never to mind the fact that I don't provide outbound mail service to them, but if their outbound email doesn't work, how exactly were they expecting me to get their email?
Next up, was a person that had somehow associated CSV and XLS files with iTunes. Nice.
And so the day goes...
I keep trying to explain to folk that I don't do desktop support. I don't do Mac, and I don't do Windows, but it's no use. I may as well be pissing in the wind.
Maybe if I tell them: "If your machine doesn't have a big Sun Microsystems logo on it, please don't phone me. I only know about real computers, not all your ole' toasters and CD players that run excel."
A stoner, takes a puff of his joint and says, "Hi, I'm a mac!".
The poorly dressed wannabe bank teller beside him says, "... and I'm a PC."
The door nearby blows in and a heavily armed tactical team storms the room, throwing both of them to the floor, barrels of mp5k's against their skulls. Someone yells, "area clear!"
The lieutennant comes in after them, smoking a cigar, surveying the area.
"I'm Solaris, the sergant over there is BSD (you remember your daddy mac?), the pretty boy with the m14, he's Linux, and the guy toting the M60... That there is HPUX. Now, shut the fuck up, both of you. We've had about enough of your 'Bill and Ted Get a Computer' bullshit. Keep it up, and we're gonna do the same thing to you that we did to OS2, got it?"