Balgran the Singed, a grumpy, anti-social skeleton blacksmith and cleric, and Hunter, a "carefree" Warforged bounty hunter and gunslinger.
Both of them are characters of mine for an upcoming D&D campaign.
These lovely boys are drawn by the incredibly talented @bioatomic
PSA: When a call center employee asks for your date of birth, they're asking for your date of birth. Not your social security number. Not your mother's maiden name. Not the name of your first pet. Not what Marion two houses over put in her husband's coffee. Your date of birth.
Psa for lawyers calling any call center: If you're calling for yourself or a family member/friend who isn't a client, and you introduce yourself as an attorney, you're just advertising that being a lawyer is your whole personality, and that you're here to argue as much as you can
Friendly reminder that if some call center employee is making you jump through annoying, beurocratic hoops for a seemingly simple case, chances are they're less thrilled about it than you.
[Customer] has joined the chat.
C: ???
[Me] has joined the chat.
Me: Hi, my name is [Name], how may I help you?
C: It was written by you (plural) ?
Me: What was written where?
-3 minutes later-
Me: If you want help, I will need details.
[Customer] has left the chat.
Me, to customer over the phone: I'll have to send a ticket to our technicians to see what can be done. There's currently a lot of traffic there, so I can't guarantee a response today.
Customer: You're going to have to, I'm a customer!
Me: So is everyone else they're dealing with.
To balance out the negativity, I genuinely enjoy my job. The low-stress environment (compared to retail), friendly co-workers and occasional sweet old lady caller I get make up for the douchenozzles
Me, an employee at an electric company's call center, having just gotten out of the 20-year-old death trap of a car that is all I can afford, listening to a middle-aged man with four vacation homes and three Teslas chew me out on how much crooks like me make on people like him.
Best part of watching American cooking videos as a European, is hearing the person call stuff I see in every grocery store "hard to get a hold of", while casually throwing in shit I've never even heard of as if it grows in abundance in every crack in every sidewalk.
Hot roped into a yoga session at work cause it was blocking the path to my desk, and I didn't have any pressing matters, so why not.
The one leading the session gave me several sincere compliments on my breathing technique.
All I was doing was trying not to fucking die.
Customer after cussing out customer service rep. on the phone: That'll show them. Bet they're shitting themselves now.
Customer service rep to coworkers: - and then they said, "I'm canceling my subscription ant telling everyone I know. You're gonna lose so much money!"
Coworkers: