Shop Talk
I've said this recently but...
You mindless, lying, obnoxious little twit. You just told me that you mom isn't there, you also just told me that the account is your mothers. I DON'T GIVE A CRAP IF YOU PLACED THE ORDER... the reps who placed the order were wrong! I will not, and can not release ANY information about this order to you. Get pissed off that's fine, I don't care. I didn't make the stupid rule, and yes, it's stupid, but it's the rule and I personally don't like you well enough (at all) to risk going to jail for committing fraud.
But if you're going to tell me that it's not your account, I'm now morally obligated (I know, we're all supposed to be lying, thieving soulless bastards, but I am not and I do have morals that I follow. Also, they record all my calls, they can find out and will fire me.)
It's not like I don't want to help you, I really do, but my hands are tied. I wish people wouldn't be so thick... telling me that "Well I'm just going to call back and say I'm my mom." In a snotty, 'so there' voice is...
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I do that with my mom's stuff all the time, she's my mom, she trusts me, I use her credit card to buy gas when she is out of town and I'm watching the house. I can do a credible imitation of her signature and I look like her (she dyes her hair... interestingly to the same shade as mine, which is darker than her natural color... and she looks much younger than she is.) If she were so inclined she could pretend to be me, I don't really care... apparently we sound almost the same on the phone too... weird world.