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My last call of the night: Woman calls in on Fit-nazi and wants to place an order. Yipee-ki-yay, I love helping people shop. (Never mind that the system was moving slower than a constipated geriatric snail on quaaludes this evening.) "The F-n Bla-bla-bla top, size small...NINE of them? Yes, ma'am! And FIVE in a medium. And---" She ended up ordering FORTY items. The order total, with shipping, was just over $1900. It went through on my first attempt, no problem with the card, and we wrapped everything up at 11:30 exactly. I released the call, logged out, and SQUEED loudly. Hot damn!
(To give you an idea of how momentous this is, our goal is to average 2 items per order. Usually, my average is about 1.71---the fact that I know this to the decimal point may give you an idea of how highly this is stressed---since my average number of orders per week is between 30-15, I can safely say I've aced this week. It's all gravy from here.)
Considering that I was ready to go home when I got there, I'm psyched. I left the house a little later than usual. Not inordinately late, just 10 minutes or so...I got stuck behind a slow-moving minivan, an even slower moving school bus, and then, a block and a half from work, got caught on the wrong side of the tracks waiting on a very long, very slow train. That doesn't include several insane drivers who tried to kill me. By the time I sat down at my station, I was on the verge of an anxiety attack and giving serious thought to asking for excused time...except I couldn't really afford that. I'm already down about 5 hours from last week, which is gonna show on next week's check, which (I think!) is also when they're going to start deducting for my benefits. I'm SO glad I didn't!
Valuable lesson from the Universe: Sometimes, you're rewarded for just showing up and sticking around!
(To give you an idea of how momentous this is, our goal is to average 2 items per order. Usually, my average is about 1.71---the fact that I know this to the decimal point may give you an idea of how highly this is stressed---since my average number of orders per week is between 30-15, I can safely say I've aced this week. It's all gravy from here.)
Considering that I was ready to go home when I got there, I'm psyched. I left the house a little later than usual. Not inordinately late, just 10 minutes or so...I got stuck behind a slow-moving minivan, an even slower moving school bus, and then, a block and a half from work, got caught on the wrong side of the tracks waiting on a very long, very slow train. That doesn't include several insane drivers who tried to kill me. By the time I sat down at my station, I was on the verge of an anxiety attack and giving serious thought to asking for excused time...except I couldn't really afford that. I'm already down about 5 hours from last week, which is gonna show on next week's check, which (I think!) is also when they're going to start deducting for my benefits. I'm SO glad I didn't!
Valuable lesson from the Universe: Sometimes, you're rewarded for just showing up and sticking around!