Armageddon, Armageddon, and Jehosaphat, how may I direct your call?

[sigerson]

Nightmarish conference call this morning.

Still don't know what I did wrong.
How did I manage to put X in conference with the hold music from Emory University? How did I manage to completely disconnect Y? And what the heck happened when I hung up?

Phooey. I need a cuppa Bailey's and a place to nest and read my novel. Not gonna happen till the end of the day.

A big woot to all exam-takers, costume-makers, and donut-bakers! You make me happy even in the midst of my Homsar-like AaaaaAAAaaaAAA-ing!

Comments

[anacrucis.livejournal.com]

Telephones frighten me. I have a hard enough time dialing numbers correctly wihout having to deal with conference and transfer.

I don't even know how to mute my phone when I'm on a conference call.

[sigerson.livejournal.com]

My version of 'mute' is holding my palm over the receiver.

Not so good.
Especially on speakerphone.

[anacrucis.livejournal.com]

yeah. That's mine too. :)

At least I've mastered the deeper mysteries of "hold".

[ltlbird.livejournal.com]

As long as you didn't ask any of them about pants.... :)

Sorry the morning isn't off to a good start. Good luck with the rest of the day!

[sigerson.livejournal.com]

"Good morning, Harvard Medical School. How may I direct your pants?"

[kmunson779.livejournal.com]

"Good morning, Harvard Medical School. How may I pants you?"