Friday, June 20, 2008

was it something i said?

the day has been going alright...nothing crazy. work is steady but i do wish it was busier. well, one o'clock rolls around and 6689 is having trouble with dropping a package at 120 south riverside. what seems to be the problem? well, messengers have to take the freight up(news to me)...which is no big deal unless when you step off the freight the doors to access the lobbies are locked. i call the drop to see if he can help out...i present to you, norman...

j.dot...how are you? this is julio from -> messenger. we're trying to deliver a package to you from "any company".

norman...so deliver it.

j.dot...ok. the problem is that we have to check in through the dock to deliver.

norman...just leave the package on the front desk. i dont have time for this.

he hangs up...well, i ask the messenger if he was able to access but no dice...i call norman again...

j.dot...how are you, it's julio again.

norman...listen, i don't have time for this. just deliver the damn thing.

j.dot...im trying to explain. the messenger comes up through the freight and has no access to the lobby area.

norman...whats wrong with you? i have dozens of deliveries a day. this is ridiculous. just leave it or don't.

j.dot...messengers have to come in through the dock and take the freight. the doors to access the lobby is closed and we can't get to your office.

norman...don't deliver it. i don't care!!

j.dot...wow. you my friend are a great guy...

...this time i got to hang up. i called the client sending the order to explain we couldn't drop the package. the lady didn't know what to say or do. i explained that norman is special and she knew exactly where i was coming from. while talking to her he was calling her at the same time. then on the radio i hear..."julio, i got in". i tell her my messenger was able to get in and wish her luck with norman. i also told her to tell him "good luck with himself" for me...we laughed but i feel bad for whatever she has to deal with now.

i hang up the phone and call 6689...

j.dot...yo, when you deliver it to norman don't say a word. he's a very special man and he might be angry and say something. whatever you do...just deliver the package and walk aways...the man has problems.

6689...haha! you just said that in front of norman.

...j.dot wins again...peace.

6 comments:

Simon said...

Haha! Great story, j.dot.

Grant said...

You officially have one of the best jobs in the world to publish a nonfiction anthology of all your hilarious stories.

j.dot said...

thank you for the kind words...peace.

Rachel said...

I think you should take this career in another direction:
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belligerent dispatcher?

Jen said...

Oh the classic "Shit, did I just say that in front of a client?"! When both Jen and I (Jen^2, or Jen Squared) worked at Arrow we seeked that shit out. We'd be talking about something over the Nextel (probably the usual, "I can't believe I did that when I was blacked out last night") and right before walking into an office one of us would ask "Hang on a second" five seconds later the other would scream something like "MY VAGINA'S BLEEDING!!!" or something else of equally horrific proportions. Oh, the good old days...

Now that she's back on the rig she tried pulling that stunt on me here in Denver. No dice man, no dice. I could give a shit less if Arrow lost a client, but here the market is so small I may see it in my paycheck. You should fuck with her next time it's slow, Julio. She's working at U.S. Messenger. Oh I love that bitch.

j.dot said...

us messenger?! nooooooo! oh wells...we gotta work somehow. good hearing from you lady...peace.