Geez, my job is freakin' boring!
Lemmie show you a scene of my life that happens, oh, about 40 times a day:
ME: "Good Morning/Afternoon! Smithson, Lyle, Adkins, Farnam, and Levenstien!" (names changed to protect the guilty)
CALLER: Wow! That sure is alot of names! Bet you couldn't say that ten times in row!
ME: (Sigh) (fake hearty laugh) Sure I can, it's written on the wall right next to me in big gold letters!
CALLER: That's good! That's good! (man-giggles ensue because they are now incredibly giddy that they are not as low down on the Totem pole as I so obviously am)
This happens all the time. It doesn't get any funnier either. But still, I laugh, I chortle appreciatively and chuckle at the "clever" ones who came up with their own, new, more inventive way to belittle the "help's" lack of memory skills, and I seethe inwardly.
And while I'm on the subject of phone etiquette - do not talk over me when I am answering the phone! You may see yourself as the knight in shining armour-all, ready to wipe away the trouble of having to say many names in a row - but trust me - don't. I'm in a rut, you move me from my rut and instantly, I'm in a funk. And not the good kind, either. I am used to saying the names repeatedly and often, so, please, for the kindness of my tattered brain cells, let me speak!
That is all.
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