Mercy

I work in customer service.

Which means a long time ago I used to like people. But  now? I'm not so sure. I realized I'm nothing more than a glorified garbage dump and a complete ignoranous. People seem to know how to do my job better than me and I'm kinda tempted now to let them do it. Why not? I could use some time to play on facebook.

We as people are hard. We have baggage and issues and sometimes we just need to let it all out. I get it. I do it too. What I need people to understand though is that as much as I love to help there's only a limit to what I can do. I can move mountains but sometimes its only the mole hills. What's the point of this post?

Be nice to us customer service people. We do a lot better when you are nice to us.

Today's blog title is in reference to Duffy's Mercy. Which has been stuck in my head for the last few days. I use it in my pretend music video in my head cause I need mercy. I need a day off. I need a vacation. Apparently I need a lot of things.

Sorry. Its the baggage issue.