my innermost sanctum

a wee rant

them sales gits are at it again. or rather, more specifically, the bunch of four whores banshees collectively called "client services co-ordinators" who work in the front line.

yep. i kid you not. client services. i wonder what sort of services they really provide their clients with.

alrighty, where was i? their job is basically to bully department x which i work closely with. like when there is a need for more commercial breaks, i look into the adjustments and summat. one of those miscellaneous extraneous duties of my job.

so today, as i'm already up to the eyeballs with changes in telly schedulings, department x emailed me one long list of utter tosh which was marked with the ! thingy. as per the usual, blood rushed to my bonce. them banshees seem to know when to hit us with their load of bollocks. at our busiest. each time. without fail.

so i rang department x telling them exactly that i can't attend to it immediately. and then they bleated, "oh, actually it's quite urgent as sales want to check their inventory.."

as them banshees sit quite near to me and that i'd stood up then, i replied, "tell them to go fly a kite."

i don't give a damn if any of them were within earshot. bringing in the dosh for the company doesn't make them more important. or cleverer.

really, i do wonder what other servicings their clients get.