So call centers attract a rogues gallery of characters. Snacks weren’t allowed on the call floor, but we had one who stuffed snacks on her person.
Wherever there was room. In the bra, along a legs. Literally whetevs
One fine day she stands up for a moment and a soup can drops out on the floor.
Our supervisor at the time didn’t miss a best:
Julie – – what are you doing? Pre heating that ****?
And then I laughed myself right out of my skin. Fin
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