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Doesnt the idea of an idiot who thinks they know everything about your job just infuriate you. I am a supervisor at my job and work in several departments. I just had one of our wonderful agents on the line from a location in Florida. He had the rudest jerk at his desk screaming obscenities at him. I would not have let him check in if I were this agent. I would have called the police regardless of his status in membership. I would have also followed that up with a call to member services to report him for the type of language he used. It was just uncalled for. I actually told our agent not to take him and not to take his crap to write down all his information and give that to his manager for further action on this jerk.
I mean come on. If you go to a person's place of work or if you call them to get their help, dont act like an ass. If you do no one wants to help you. Theres nothing I enjoy more than to hang flat up in someone's face when they treat me like crap. I am not on the other end of this phone line for any persons abuse. I am here to give a valuable service to our many guests and agents. So I hate to hear any one act that way to me, my co workers or our fellow agents. Its just uncalled for.
Ok now that I am off of my soapbox. I have completed my English Comp paper. It turned out pretty ok. My friend Seth helped me while we had down time at work. Im hoping it turned out well in my professor's eyes.

Storms

We had a storm this morning. Once the thunder and lightning slowed down I fell asleep. I hate storms. Blame it on Andrew, thats when storms became less than fascinating to me and more terrifing. I remember watchin the water spouts go down the river, and the trees fall around our house. The wind alone was incredible. But we stayed there threw it. Since that I have been in more hurricanes and tropical storms, none that equaled or even rivaled the strength that Andrew flexed. Then again I was in the fifth grade and none will ever affect my mentality again the way that one did. Call me a weenie I dont care. I just have no need for a storm. I hate being alone during them. I used to crawl into bed with my mom or who ever was nearest to me. Now thats kind of stupid and well not on my list of options. Its just the part where I am alone while the world sounds as if it may tear it self to shreads that bothers me. Maybe one day I will learn to appreciate the storm that is going on around me. For the moment and the last how ever many years ago it was when this affliction bore it self upon me, I will be scared. James, the lucky fool, go snow last night. Hmm thats something us East Texas people dont see much of. Maybe a few flurries a year but thats really all. Snow now days makes me think of my mom and my dad and sister. They all live where it snows. Hope loves it. Mom says its pretty. I just want to be near them. I could live with snow if thats what it meant. Im sure I wouldnt be too fond of snow after being with mom for a while. Then again hell I may love it. I liked it the times it snowed good up at dads while I was there. I dont know how to drive in it though and that could be a problem.