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So I get a call today at work.
WOMAN: Is this where you sign up for census work?
ELOK: Yes it is, ma'am. What county do you live in?
WOMAN: (some place I never heard of which is not on the Eastern Shore of MD)
ELOK: I'm sorry, what state is that in?
WOMAN: Ohio.
ELOK: Ah. I'm sorry, but you've called the wrong number, ma'am. This is the Easton, Maryland office, we can't sign people up for testing in Ohio from here.
WOMAN: What? This is the number they gave me to call.
ELOK: Yeah, we've had problems with that. It's a computer error or something, the zip codes are similar. Were you referred here by [national census jobs line]? Yes? Hmm. I'm sorry, but I don't know what to tell you then, to be honest. That's the only number we have to refer you to.
WOMAN: They said you could help me here! That's false advertisement!
ELOK, TRYING TO LAUGH SILENTLY AND AWAY FROM THE RECEIVER: False advertisement? No, it's just a mistake, people from Ohio get referred here by mistake sometimes--
WOMAN: They said you could help me here and you're not helping me. You advertise a service, you have to offer it! That is false advertisement and it is fraudulent! Blah blah blah crap you can't make out since I'm an elderly woman getting very angry now!
At this point, my supervisor saw I was paralyzed with laughter and told me to transfer the lady. She managed to calm the mad old hag down somehow and bumped her back to the same number she got us from. She went through the process again and got a coworker of mine, who bumped her back AGAIN, and that was the last we heard from her AFAIK. Lesson learned: if they're angry and stupid, don't try reasoning with them, just chuck them through the loop to drown.
But where the hell do these dolts come from?
WOMAN: Is this where you sign up for census work?
ELOK: Yes it is, ma'am. What county do you live in?
WOMAN: (some place I never heard of which is not on the Eastern Shore of MD)
ELOK: I'm sorry, what state is that in?
WOMAN: Ohio.
ELOK: Ah. I'm sorry, but you've called the wrong number, ma'am. This is the Easton, Maryland office, we can't sign people up for testing in Ohio from here.
WOMAN: What? This is the number they gave me to call.
ELOK: Yeah, we've had problems with that. It's a computer error or something, the zip codes are similar. Were you referred here by [national census jobs line]? Yes? Hmm. I'm sorry, but I don't know what to tell you then, to be honest. That's the only number we have to refer you to.
WOMAN: They said you could help me here! That's false advertisement!
ELOK, TRYING TO LAUGH SILENTLY AND AWAY FROM THE RECEIVER: False advertisement? No, it's just a mistake, people from Ohio get referred here by mistake sometimes--
WOMAN: They said you could help me here and you're not helping me. You advertise a service, you have to offer it! That is false advertisement and it is fraudulent! Blah blah blah crap you can't make out since I'm an elderly woman getting very angry now!
At this point, my supervisor saw I was paralyzed with laughter and told me to transfer the lady. She managed to calm the mad old hag down somehow and bumped her back to the same number she got us from. She went through the process again and got a coworker of mine, who bumped her back AGAIN, and that was the last we heard from her AFAIK. Lesson learned: if they're angry and stupid, don't try reasoning with them, just chuck them through the loop to drown.
But where the hell do these dolts come from?
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