BiBunny
Moon Queen & Wanderer
- Joined
- Dec 7, 2005
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Taking you back to 92 -
It is the size of a football field, per floor. Or was. A sea of desks ringed by offices - and there was no way to transfer a phone call to the appropriate party - no actual phone directory - so calls would come to my desk and I could only route them back to 0 and hope they fared better.
They sat me at a desk for a month because someone didn't like his phone to go to voice mail. That was why.
His phone rang twice the whole time I was there. I was never given anyone to report to, anything else to do, or any other sense of why I should be there. It was like something out of Heller.
I made more hourly than I did until I started prodomming.
Good Lord. It's theater of the absurd in real time.