There are few things I truly hate in life.
Most things I can tolerate, take a deep breath and say OK I can deal with this.
I hate calling the bank, the pharmacy, the schools, the doctor's office... and hearing "Welcome to XYZ. If you would like A, push 123; if you would like B, push 356; if you would like C....
And then after I pick the first option, that option gives me five more choices to select from, leaving me wanting to scream at the phone, please just let me talk to a real person.
I think what makes me the most angry is I think of all the people who could have a job if the automatic receptionists were unplugged.
Just got off the phone with my bank. I was selected to give my opinion on the customer service. The automatic receptionist skipped letting me talk to a real person and went straight to the customer service survey. When I was done pushing one for horrible service, I had no way to go back and talk to a real person.
So I had to hang up, call again and push more buttons.
Needless to say, the automatic receptionists really pushes my buttons.
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