Paging Alexander Graham Bell

We got new phones at work. There were a series of training sessions, and the few people who could not make it to the training before the phones were installed can attend a make-up session this week. We left our old phones on our desks on Friday, and came in today to the brand-spanking-new phones. One of our senior staff people could not make it to the training sessions, and was very agitated last week. "We're getting new phones on Monday! I haven't been trained! I won't know how to use the new phone!" It's a phone, for God's sake! If it rings, pick it up and speak. If you need to call somebody, pick it up and dial!


Blogger MP said...

You just reminded me why I'm so glad I escaped the corporate world earlier this year. I can see a Dilbert comic coming out of your current situation.

9/29/2004 12:14 PM  
Blogger MamaKaren said...

During the phone training, when the phone rep told us about changing the language on the displays, she had to emphasize that changing the language did not actually translate the calls, since some people hoped it would.

9/29/2004 3:42 PM  

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