mousme | Well, I guess it's not exactly a "lousy" day...

... but so far it hasn't been exactly inspiring. At least there are only 3 hours or so left until I can go home.

I cracked and bought myself a lottery ticket for the first time. Sure, my chances of winning are slim, but they're better than if I didn't buy a ticket at all, right?

I'm very tired. Went to bed too late after spending the evening with a bunch of drunken middle-aged Westmount anglos. More on that in a later post which I'll be writing tonight if I haven't passed out on my bed at home. Party was entertaing, but I'd forgotten how unspeakably boring some of those aforementioned DMAWAs are.

When I'm tired I generally don't do my job as well and the day seems longer. I'm also not in a good mood. I think I scared one of my clients. It was her fault, though.

Me: Thank you for calling Bell Mobility, Daphne speaking, how may I help you?
Client: Yes, I want to change my plan.
Me: I'll be happy to help you with that, ma'am, may I have your cell phone number please?
Client: How long is this going to take? I've been on hold for ten minutes already!
Me: I'll make this as quick and painless as possible, I promise. Could I have your cell phone number?
Client: Is this going to take long? I have other things to do!
Me (losing my temper): I don't know how long it'll take. That'll depend on how long it takes you to give me your cell phone number.
Client: ...
Me: May I have your cell phone number please?
Client: 647 225 .... (number hidden for security reasons, of course)
Me: Thank you.

Muah!

Am smug.