I went on the phone this morning, feeling quite calm, to book a table for 10 for a birthday lunch.
By the time I had come off the phone, I had steam coming out of both ears.
This was due to the young lady at the restaurant end speaking at a mile a minute, not listening,asking question after question and swiftly moving on to the next question when an answer had been given. It felt more like a cross examination in court than a civilised conversation.
She probably had a degree in hospitality but she left a lot to be desired. It reminded me of when, as a service engineer I had to contact the company call desk. I don't know how these girls breath, they just talk non stop. If you're not careful you forget what you were phoning for and end up talking into a phone that's hung up at the other end.
It's the modern way
Little bit of a rant.
Turning into a gog (grumpy old git).
I blame sd, it must have rubbed off on me from here