Tuesday, July 7, 2009

TMI Day...

I'd just like to issue a blanket statement to all my customers today: SHUT UP!!!

I don't want to hear about your husband cheating on you and you getting the house and then considering taking him back because we all screw up sometimes.

I don't want to hear about your invasive dental procedures and your opinions on insurance and dental costs, even less so if you adopt that ridiculous know-it-all tone.

I don't want to hear about your husband's debt.

I don't want to hear about your sunburn because of antibiotics and your grandma's warnings about it.

I ESPECIALLY don't want to hear about your pap smear.

What is it about today that makes people feel the need to share their most intimate details with the people at the bank? It's not a full moon...that's over. There must be someting in the air. I'll be exceedingly happy when it passes.

It's a good thing I leave for two weeks of vacation tomorrow.



Adorably Dead said...

Oh Gods, I feel for you there. I work for an answering service and people just freaking rant and ramble on the phone no matter why they called all the freaking time! I can't stand it.

Viewtiful_Justin said...

Yes! It's like, "I don't even know your name...why do you think I would care about your sordid history?"

Argent said...

You've obviously got that certain something about you that invites these kinds of confidences. It'd be a useful gift for someone in, say, counselling, but someone in a bank?