The HH...UGH!

Dear Diary,
Surely you know by now that I am a supervisor for the hotline. Well, I'm about to let you in on a huge secret...I secretly despise those callers! Sure, I could quit, but I'm only working as supervisor for the money. Those silly little kids who call in to prank me--why I could just scream! How could my refrigerator be running, when the only one we have in the call center is a mini-fridge, and I know it doesn't have legs!? Also, my hotline is not some...dirty call hotline, either. I am supposed to help people with their problems, not encourage them! All these people are so silly!
There is one perk, though. If I really don't like one of our call receptionists, I can set up the call queue so that person never gets a break! Oh, I'm silly, but I have to have fun, especially as supervisor. Sometimes, though, I wish I was a basic call receptionist again, largely so I can tell people to shut up and tell them just how stupid they are. Oh, the good ol' days! They were silly.
Bye-bye, Diary,
-Liz ;)