“How may I help you?”
“The website won’t let me login, I’m trying to submit my reports to the state.”
“Well ma’am we don’t control the passwords for that website, they have their own passwords. You’ll need to contact them.”
“Hang on, let me try something…[sounds of furious typing] no, that didn’t work. What should I try?”
“Uh, well, you should try contacting the 800 number at the bottom of the webpage, we don’t control this password, the website does their own passwords.”
“Hmm, let me try something else…[more furious clicking and typing] nope that didn’t do it either. What should I do next?”
“Like I said, you’ll need to contact the website. There should be a phone number at the bottom. You will need to get your username and password from them.”
“Well one more thing…[more typing] nope, my other username didn’t work either, and now it says I’m locked out. Oh, it gave me the number for their help desk; should I call them?”
“……That’s a great idea.”
UPDATE:
This person has called in four times in the last two days regarding the same exact issue. I have gotten her every time by sheer "luck". I've even stopped trying to be nice to her.


Sorry Travis, but once again I will bastardize your Memoir Monday and turn it into something musical, mainly because it’s my blog and I can ruin your good ideas here if I want to.




