Release!
For anyone who reads this in Orange County, CA...let me tell you right now, I hate supporting your internet, and supporting YOU.
I hate it with a sinister rage.
Just because you live in Orange County and feel like your the richest mother fuckers on earth, does not mean you can treat me, or any of my other co-workers like shit here in San Diego. If I had the option, I'd go up there and murder all of you fucks.
How am I being rude HELPING YOU??
Your calling me to setup your router. Sure, I understand that. You need the settings to know how the internet connects. I understand that.
Me, being in my good nature on the phone understands that. I'm being polite and telling you what you need. When you become condescending and firmly say "I just want to know the settings, obviously you can't hear me," I'm going to start to turn on the defensive. Yes, I understand you need my settings, and I'd give them to you if you weren't acting like such a old bitch who thinks her shit is hot, and knows everything. If you know everything, don't call me. Your router told you it's static. It's not. It's dynamic, so fuck off. Listen to my words, and I'll make this as painless as possible.
Yet, you persisted, and kept being an old dried bag who decided to push me. It's like poking a sleeping bear. You push me enough, and I'll lash out.
This is why I love San Diego people. I've never had an escalation from San Diego. In 4 years, I've never had one. Not 1! Why? Because here in San Diego, were chill. We don't fret about our internet. Were not all running businesses out of our homes with a RESIDENTIAL service. I know you fucks have the money for business services. Pay for it you cheap stingy asses.
Ah, but you being the old bitch from OC, you kept poking.
I hope you liked the taste of my Release button.
It felt good knowing I still had the power.
Bitch.
The bear has awoken.
I hate it with a sinister rage.
Just because you live in Orange County and feel like your the richest mother fuckers on earth, does not mean you can treat me, or any of my other co-workers like shit here in San Diego. If I had the option, I'd go up there and murder all of you fucks.
How am I being rude HELPING YOU??
Your calling me to setup your router. Sure, I understand that. You need the settings to know how the internet connects. I understand that.
Me, being in my good nature on the phone understands that. I'm being polite and telling you what you need. When you become condescending and firmly say "I just want to know the settings, obviously you can't hear me," I'm going to start to turn on the defensive. Yes, I understand you need my settings, and I'd give them to you if you weren't acting like such a old bitch who thinks her shit is hot, and knows everything. If you know everything, don't call me. Your router told you it's static. It's not. It's dynamic, so fuck off. Listen to my words, and I'll make this as painless as possible.
Yet, you persisted, and kept being an old dried bag who decided to push me. It's like poking a sleeping bear. You push me enough, and I'll lash out.
This is why I love San Diego people. I've never had an escalation from San Diego. In 4 years, I've never had one. Not 1! Why? Because here in San Diego, were chill. We don't fret about our internet. Were not all running businesses out of our homes with a RESIDENTIAL service. I know you fucks have the money for business services. Pay for it you cheap stingy asses.
Ah, but you being the old bitch from OC, you kept poking.
I hope you liked the taste of my Release button.
It felt good knowing I still had the power.
Bitch.
The bear has awoken.
