NetShrine
05-08-2001, 11:13 PM
Buzz started this - don't blame me.
Years ago, I worked in an HR Dept for a Major Bank in NYC. We had a service center in Nashville that handled our employee Savings Plan.
My contact in the call center was a good guy - we became quick friends after a short while.
One day, I called him - and said:
"Listen, I need you to handle this one personally. I have a plan participant that has issues. I didn't get all the facts - I don't even have his SSN - just his name and phone number. Would you call him at his brother's store, and find out what his problem is - and then help him?"
Now, keep in mind, this was my job (to lead him) and his job (to help me) - so, he said "sure - without a doubt."
I gave him the name and number - - "Mike Hunt, 212-XXX-XXXX" Now, the number was for the Pink Pussycat Boutique in the Village (NYC) which was somewhat of a sex-stuff shop.
I found out from his co-workers later that it went down like this:
He called, and a female sales rep answered. He said: "I'm trying to get in touch with Mike Hunt." The rep answers "What?" So, he says it again - "I'm trying to get in touch with Mike Hunt." The girl snapped back "What!?" So, like the good worker he was - he states again "I'm trying to get in touch with Mike Hunt."
The girls screams back at him: "Listen, I touch my own bleeping bleep every damn day. Why are you having such a problem?" And then she slammed down the phone.
To this day, it's one of the Top Ten work pranks that I ever pulled. It was legendary at the bank for a long time............
Years ago, I worked in an HR Dept for a Major Bank in NYC. We had a service center in Nashville that handled our employee Savings Plan.
My contact in the call center was a good guy - we became quick friends after a short while.
One day, I called him - and said:
"Listen, I need you to handle this one personally. I have a plan participant that has issues. I didn't get all the facts - I don't even have his SSN - just his name and phone number. Would you call him at his brother's store, and find out what his problem is - and then help him?"
Now, keep in mind, this was my job (to lead him) and his job (to help me) - so, he said "sure - without a doubt."
I gave him the name and number - - "Mike Hunt, 212-XXX-XXXX" Now, the number was for the Pink Pussycat Boutique in the Village (NYC) which was somewhat of a sex-stuff shop.
I found out from his co-workers later that it went down like this:
He called, and a female sales rep answered. He said: "I'm trying to get in touch with Mike Hunt." The rep answers "What?" So, he says it again - "I'm trying to get in touch with Mike Hunt." The girl snapped back "What!?" So, like the good worker he was - he states again "I'm trying to get in touch with Mike Hunt."
The girls screams back at him: "Listen, I touch my own bleeping bleep every damn day. Why are you having such a problem?" And then she slammed down the phone.
To this day, it's one of the Top Ten work pranks that I ever pulled. It was legendary at the bank for a long time............