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  Tuesday, August 26, 2003


Borrowing a Line from Rayne

recently while funnin' with The Raven, it seems as though I've been poking a hornet's nest with a stick of late. I had my say in regards to the Hetrick-Martin institute. Little did I know, in this small world of ours, that I would run into that school's Director of Education. He's not quite a Salon blogger (yet) but you might know him as "Screwdriver". Go here to view my initial blog and read his comments. Might even provoke other discussions. Go here to hear my other remarks. For example I tried to explain to the Unlikely Pundit that this school was one paid for by New York taxpayers and was not a "gay-only" school. He took that story down though (and nothing wrong with that) as well as the spelling corrections for filchyboy. Oh well. Anyway, my last remarks on the subject will be published tomorrow. Have to re-read that rather effusive comment by Dennis (it is Dennis right?) again when I've had my coffee.


7:58:37 PM    Feed Me! []

Couldn't help but giggle when I saw Dr Omed's (German I think) referrer googles for "Claire + nude". The link to the good doc wasn't obvious but just for the record Claire: It WASN'T me silly.
6:17:20 PM    Feed Me! []

Some Cats

need more attention than others. Sometimes blogging is more difficult than the usual. After a brief trip to the lua, I discovered this. Nips at my fingers when I try to extricate him. Yep.
 


5:52:16 PM    Feed Me! []

NMCI still cracks me up

Let me preface this pre-blog bloglette by saying that the guys down at the NMCI help desk are generally friendly, profesional and usually helpful - a compliment I don't usually bestow on 95% of the various help desks I regularly do business with.

A speakerphone is an absolute necessity for braving the world of help desks. At least this help desk takes some of the sting out by providing a toll-free number. My workmate was calling to report that his Hoffman Box (that thingy that secures the fiber optic connections) had once again physically fallen off the wall. We started by dialing the help desk number and navigating through the monotonous computer-generated phone-button dichotomy that is the ubiquitous menu. The waiting began.

It constantly amazes me how people, when trying to produce an upbeat, professional and more importantly politically correct message usually end up producing the complete opposite. So it didn't surprise me much when, after a few minutes, a "buck-up-soldier-help-is-on-the-way" recorded voice cracks in and says, "Thank you for your continued patience....".

"What patience?" my friend booms. Yeah. Note to help desks: When a person finally resorts to a help desk, you can pretty much assume that his patience has all but already expired.

The voice continues with, "Please stay on the line so that one of our technicians can give your problem the attention that it deserves."

That one cracked us up each and every one of the ten or twelve times we heard it this morning.

Finally a human voice answered. A description of the problem was offered. Questions were asked. Then the guy inquired, "Can I put you on hold?"

My friend said, "Sure - only on one condition. That you play us some really cool music."

And that made the tech laugh. I had to hand it to this guy - one of many who are not surprisingly really overworked of late. I'm certain that I would be incapable of even a faint smile after three or four days in that tech's shoes.

Henceforth, if you call me and I'm not home, my answer machine will greet you with, "blah blah blah... Please leave your name and number and I'll treat your message with the attention I feel it deserves."


3:58:55 PM    Feed Me! []


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