My brain left two hours ago...
Oct. 25th, 2002 04:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeThings are looking dire for our intrepid Customer Service Rep. There's a little under an hour to go before the end of the day, and her brain has melted and oozed out her ears.
As we speak it's squelching its way towards the nearest exit, synapses firing willy-nilly, tendrils reaching slimily for the door handle.
This is bad news because our CSR has to answer calls with no brain to assist her. Not that her clients would notice, but if a supervisor decides to listen in on her call, they might get an inkling that she's nothing but a mindless zombie.
If only there were a way to get the brain back...
*wail*
Come back, brain, come back!
As we speak it's squelching its way towards the nearest exit, synapses firing willy-nilly, tendrils reaching slimily for the door handle.
This is bad news because our CSR has to answer calls with no brain to assist her. Not that her clients would notice, but if a supervisor decides to listen in on her call, they might get an inkling that she's nothing but a mindless zombie.
If only there were a way to get the brain back...
*wail*
Come back, brain, come back!
