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Sep. 20th, 2002 11:42 amI think my house has been put on a new telemarketing list or something. We've gotten a bunch of calls lately for "James MyLastNameEsk."
Which was very confusing at first, but my father liked it and started walking around saying, "'You mean like James MyLastName-esque? As in, My that's a James MyLastName-esque golf stroke?'" He thought it was pretty cool.
And then we realized that he must have been listed as James MyLastName, Esq. As in Esquire, like attorney, and they were reading it phonetically. And now they keep calling and multiple people have made the same mistake and I don't know what to do! It feels rude to correct them but at the same time karmically wrong not to since I kind of giggle inside each time it happens because I am an AWFUL, TERRIBLE person who laughs at other people's mistakes.
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Ok, now let's move on to one of my many mistakes. You know, I figured working a law office would cure me of my Phone Ditziness, but no! It has not! Yesterday I had the following conversation:
[Phone rings]
Moi: Good morning, this is Jessica, can I help you?
Woman: Hi, this is Jessica RandomLastName!
Moi: Oh! Good thanks, and you?
JR: ....Fine.
Moi: Haha! I'm sorry! I don't know what I'm saying! Haha!
JR: Do you have special needs?
And I'm even worse at messages, as any of my friends and family will tell you. I get very nervous and rambly and usually it doesn't matter, it's just Quirky Jess Behavior but at work! AT work it's Annoying, Incompetent Temp Behavior! But I can't turn it off! I leave messages like this:
Recording: Thank you for calling Random County Clerk's Office, please leave a message at the tone. Beep.
Moi: Oh. Hi! Hi. This is Jessica from Attorney Mr. Boss's office. I'm calling regarding, um, [insert case], about some papers we filed? A [Legal Document]? I think I may have forgotten to send some additional documents to the [Legal Document], but I'm not sure. Haha! I'm a temp, I just started and I think I may have forgotten, but I'm not sure, so if you could give me a call back whenever you get a chance and let me know what papers I filed, that would be great. Ok. Sorry to bother you, thank you and good- wait. The number. I forgot to give you the number! Haha! Ok, it's 555-5555, Extension 555. And this is Jessica. Ok. Thanks again! Bye!
What is up with that? I must have an alternate personality that's done a lot of drugs, because my brain is for-sure fried.
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The other night I was talking to the brother on the phone and he was telling me about how he's set up his AIM so I can download songs from him, etc etc, and I should check it out. Which is cool, except for the fact that Jimmy and I don't like the same music, really. But there has been this one song I've been dying to get -- Come Sail Away by Styx (you may have read my rambling devotion to the song before) -- and so I asked him what kind of music he had.
Jimmy: Uh, Metallica and stuff.
Me: Oh, that's cool
Jimmy: Oh, and some Styx stuff.
Me: Styx?! Seriously?!
Jimmy: ...uh, yeah.
Me: Oh my God! What song?
Jimmy: Um...Come Sail Away?
Me: YOU DO NOT!
Jimmy: Are you ok?
Me: I've only been dying to get that song FOREVER!
Jimmy: Really? It's kind of a crappy song.
Me: Shut up! I love it! Can I have it? Please? Please?
Jimmy: Chill, ok, you can have it.
And I do have it!! I listened to it like ten times last night. But how cosmically weird is it that the one song I want most in the world, he HAS? Freaky deaky, man.
~~
And that is all for now. Off to file.
Which was very confusing at first, but my father liked it and started walking around saying, "'You mean like James MyLastName-esque? As in, My that's a James MyLastName-esque golf stroke?'" He thought it was pretty cool.
And then we realized that he must have been listed as James MyLastName, Esq. As in Esquire, like attorney, and they were reading it phonetically. And now they keep calling and multiple people have made the same mistake and I don't know what to do! It feels rude to correct them but at the same time karmically wrong not to since I kind of giggle inside each time it happens because I am an AWFUL, TERRIBLE person who laughs at other people's mistakes.
~~
Ok, now let's move on to one of my many mistakes. You know, I figured working a law office would cure me of my Phone Ditziness, but no! It has not! Yesterday I had the following conversation:
[Phone rings]
Moi: Good morning, this is Jessica, can I help you?
Woman: Hi, this is Jessica RandomLastName!
Moi: Oh! Good thanks, and you?
JR: ....Fine.
Moi: Haha! I'm sorry! I don't know what I'm saying! Haha!
JR: Do you have special needs?
And I'm even worse at messages, as any of my friends and family will tell you. I get very nervous and rambly and usually it doesn't matter, it's just Quirky Jess Behavior but at work! AT work it's Annoying, Incompetent Temp Behavior! But I can't turn it off! I leave messages like this:
Recording: Thank you for calling Random County Clerk's Office, please leave a message at the tone. Beep.
Moi: Oh. Hi! Hi. This is Jessica from Attorney Mr. Boss's office. I'm calling regarding, um, [insert case], about some papers we filed? A [Legal Document]? I think I may have forgotten to send some additional documents to the [Legal Document], but I'm not sure. Haha! I'm a temp, I just started and I think I may have forgotten, but I'm not sure, so if you could give me a call back whenever you get a chance and let me know what papers I filed, that would be great. Ok. Sorry to bother you, thank you and good- wait. The number. I forgot to give you the number! Haha! Ok, it's 555-5555, Extension 555. And this is Jessica. Ok. Thanks again! Bye!
What is up with that? I must have an alternate personality that's done a lot of drugs, because my brain is for-sure fried.
~~
The other night I was talking to the brother on the phone and he was telling me about how he's set up his AIM so I can download songs from him, etc etc, and I should check it out. Which is cool, except for the fact that Jimmy and I don't like the same music, really. But there has been this one song I've been dying to get -- Come Sail Away by Styx (you may have read my rambling devotion to the song before) -- and so I asked him what kind of music he had.
Jimmy: Uh, Metallica and stuff.
Me: Oh, that's cool
Jimmy: Oh, and some Styx stuff.
Me: Styx?! Seriously?!
Jimmy: ...uh, yeah.
Me: Oh my God! What song?
Jimmy: Um...Come Sail Away?
Me: YOU DO NOT!
Jimmy: Are you ok?
Me: I've only been dying to get that song FOREVER!
Jimmy: Really? It's kind of a crappy song.
Me: Shut up! I love it! Can I have it? Please? Please?
Jimmy: Chill, ok, you can have it.
And I do have it!! I listened to it like ten times last night. But how cosmically weird is it that the one song I want most in the world, he HAS? Freaky deaky, man.
~~
And that is all for now. Off to file.
