Hexedesk
There is this desk at work, now I sat in it yesterday, and had a really minging evening. Most of the customers who came through my callmaster, where argumentative, stroppy, angry, blagging, nasty, abusive people. There was a team leader on duty at the time, and she wasn't very nice either. She called me over to her desk. "Why are you in aux training?" She asked.
"Oh... am I supposed to be in training just now?" I said confused.
She gave me this look that would shrivel a gorse bush. "No," (her eyes telepathically calling me a complete moron.) "I am asking you, why you are in training."
"I didn't realize I was." I say nonchalantly.
She jabs at the screen accusingly. There is my name, and next to it it says :
'Aux 7 Client Training'
"So why are you in the training aux?" She says, not a speck of compassion in her young face.
"Cause I thought Aux 7 was the one you used to go for a loo break." I say, feeling like little boy lost being told off by a headmistress.
"No. You should be in Aux 6."
"I wasn't aware the aux's had changed?" I say confused.
"Didn't you get the email?"
"No, we had email taken off us months ago, cause someone abused the email system."
She glares at me, then flicks a card off her desk like a little knife and hands it to me. Then spins round on her chair so her back is to me. I feel like telling her to F*** off. But I don't I go sheepishly back to my desk and look at the card and see the different aux's and muttering: 'miserable bitch' whilst I'm doing it, I put myself into aux 6 and go and take the longest loo break I can, just to p**s big brother off, or big sister rather.
Anyway I had a kack night last night. And so today, I went and sat at a different desk, and all the calls that came through, were nice friendly people, and it was a pleasure to go to work today, no problems with any of the team managers; just a nice mellow evening at work. However the person who was sat in the desk I had been sitting in last night, was getting really stressed. She kept putting customers on hold and muttering curses under her breath. Hitting the mute button, so she could say f*** off without the customer hearing her. And kept having to put her hand up to get a team manager to take the call. And I noticed the team manager also got stressed out sitting there. The poor woman by the end of the night looked as if she was about to commit suicide. And I wondered why do all the shitty calls seem to come through to that callmaster? That desk even? I'm beginning to think it might be cursed or something.
Well that ends my long tale. Was wondering if anyone else had any experiences with things that seem to be jinxed, and they purposely avoid certain seats, places, parking spots, whatever, because of it.



