Dear people, please learn to read
Jan. 28th, 2009 05:23 pmWhy can't people spell my surname correctly? It's only 6 letters, it shouldn't be that difficult. All right, it's not so popular like those typical Italian surnames (Rossi, Esposito etc), in fact, if someone has my surname, you can be sure they're related to me. But really. Six bloody letters.
First, this morning I finally got an entrance badge at work, after I've been working here for, oh, 10 months? So I won't need to ask the receptionist for a temporary badge every morning. And guess what, on the list my surname was spelled wrong. Wow, I've only been filling in your bloody entrance form every morning for the last 10 months, you could at least check.
Then, ten minutes ago, I got a phone call from a job agency that began like this:
Guy: "Hello? Miss Oxxxxxx?"
Me: "It's Oxxxxx."
Guy: "Oh, sorry."
WTF, people. Besides he said he was calling me because I had answered one of their job offers last November, but he wasn't actually calling me about that specific offer, but since they had my name in their database maybe I was interested in working as a SAP consultant for one of their consultancy agencies?
Whatever. I refuse to let the stupidity of mankind ruin my good mood. I'll just think of being in Berlin in less than 2 months and seeing Bela and listening to his wonderful voice and pretend the real world doesn't exist.
First, this morning I finally got an entrance badge at work, after I've been working here for, oh, 10 months? So I won't need to ask the receptionist for a temporary badge every morning. And guess what, on the list my surname was spelled wrong. Wow, I've only been filling in your bloody entrance form every morning for the last 10 months, you could at least check.
Then, ten minutes ago, I got a phone call from a job agency that began like this:
Guy: "Hello? Miss Oxxxxxx?"
Me: "It's Oxxxxx."
Guy: "Oh, sorry."
WTF, people. Besides he said he was calling me because I had answered one of their job offers last November, but he wasn't actually calling me about that specific offer, but since they had my name in their database maybe I was interested in working as a SAP consultant for one of their consultancy agencies?
Whatever. I refuse to let the stupidity of mankind ruin my good mood. I'll just think of being in Berlin in less than 2 months and seeing Bela and listening to his wonderful voice and pretend the real world doesn't exist.