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The easiest day ever . . .
May. 3rd, 2004 09:28 pm. . . next to just taking the day off. My boss sent me out to Stockton to bring a new line onto a bank officer's phone. That's three hours of driving to do fifteen minutes' work.
Actually, it turned into about an hour and fifteen minutes, because they didn't really know what they wanted, or what they could have, and their phone system was configured a little strangely--i.e., the person who was supposed to get the new line already had it on a plain old telephone and wasn't sure she wanted it on the bank-phone-system set that was also on her desk, the manager thought their system couldn't handle any more lines, and the system had an expansion unit that was installed but not connected or powered up. But once I figured out what they wanted--or what they would want if they knew enough to know what they wanted--it was easy. Probe, punch, program, label, drop a card, thank you, goodbye.
Stockton, though. One thing I like about this job is not knowing where I'll be on any given day, but walking into the office and hearing "You're going to Stockton" took some effort to believe. One of my bosses said they occasionally get work in Hawaii; I offered to do two jobs there in exchange for one in Stockton, but they didn't take me up on it.
Actually, it turned into about an hour and fifteen minutes, because they didn't really know what they wanted, or what they could have, and their phone system was configured a little strangely--i.e., the person who was supposed to get the new line already had it on a plain old telephone and wasn't sure she wanted it on the bank-phone-system set that was also on her desk, the manager thought their system couldn't handle any more lines, and the system had an expansion unit that was installed but not connected or powered up. But once I figured out what they wanted--or what they would want if they knew enough to know what they wanted--it was easy. Probe, punch, program, label, drop a card, thank you, goodbye.
Stockton, though. One thing I like about this job is not knowing where I'll be on any given day, but walking into the office and hearing "You're going to Stockton" took some effort to believe. One of my bosses said they occasionally get work in Hawaii; I offered to do two jobs there in exchange for one in Stockton, but they didn't take me up on it.
