Why. I. Outta.
"Hi, I'm from IT I'm delivering a Laptop for Christine Jackson"
With a sigh the receptionist stops typing into the MSN window and turns to me asking "Did you say Christine or Christa?"
"Let me do a quick check." I take the email out of my back pocket and check it, hidden away in tiny print at the bottom it says Christa Jackson. "Sorry it looks like it's for Christa, they told me it was Christine when I picked it up in the Helpdesk"
"That's ok it's just we don't have a Christine Jackson working here just a Christa Jackson" She turns back to her computer and continues tapping away. A long awkward pause follows.
"Erm... I'm from IT I'm delivering a Laptop for Christa Jackson" I try, the pitch of my voice raising towards the end accidently turning it into a question. I hate myself a little for doing it.
"Oh right. Ok." She disappears into a back room, I can see her talking to a rather rotund middle age woman in the back then she comes back out. "That's Christa" She points backwards at the woman, Christa. "She'll be out in a moment"
A good 20 minutes worth of moment pass as I observe Christa in the back doing everything but come out and greet me. Finally she comes out and takes me back to her office I take out the Laptop and put it down on her desk firing it up to show her how to use it.
"I've got the instructions you sent me on how to use it here somewhere" She says as she rummages round her desk
"Oh that wasn't me that'll of been Michael" I mention.
"Are you not Michael?"
"no I'm Will"
"Not Michael?"
"Nope 'fraid not" I say and flash her a little smile as I plug the network lead into the back of the Laptop.
"If you're not Michael, then where is he?" She asks suspiciously like she's not convinced I'm not Michael.
"He's also doing some Laptop training elsewhere; like I'm here to do for you." I say hopefully and motion with my hand to try and get her to take a seat next to me so we can begin. She does eventually, slowly eyeing me all the time.
"So if your not Michael, who are you"
"I'm still Will"
"....Will.....Willl..........hummm" You can almost hear the cogs turning in her head.
"Yes that's me" I say somewhat exasperated, then proceed to take her through the process of logging on and am just in the middle of explaining the differences between online and offline logging on when she exclaims "Will!!!" She says it in such a way that you can actually hear all three exclamation marks, grammar be damned.
"Er....yes"
"I remember you! That beards new isn't it."
"Er....fairly new" I'm still stunned at the complete turn around from suspicion to long lost friend.
She smiles looks me up and down and says "you've put on weight too."
"Hi, I'm from IT I'm delivering a Laptop for Christine Jackson"
With a sigh the receptionist stops typing into the MSN window and turns to me asking "Did you say Christine or Christa?"
"Let me do a quick check." I take the email out of my back pocket and check it, hidden away in tiny print at the bottom it says Christa Jackson. "Sorry it looks like it's for Christa, they told me it was Christine when I picked it up in the Helpdesk"
"That's ok it's just we don't have a Christine Jackson working here just a Christa Jackson" She turns back to her computer and continues tapping away. A long awkward pause follows.
"Erm... I'm from IT I'm delivering a Laptop for Christa Jackson" I try, the pitch of my voice raising towards the end accidently turning it into a question. I hate myself a little for doing it.
"Oh right. Ok." She disappears into a back room, I can see her talking to a rather rotund middle age woman in the back then she comes back out. "That's Christa" She points backwards at the woman, Christa. "She'll be out in a moment"
A good 20 minutes worth of moment pass as I observe Christa in the back doing everything but come out and greet me. Finally she comes out and takes me back to her office I take out the Laptop and put it down on her desk firing it up to show her how to use it.
"I've got the instructions you sent me on how to use it here somewhere" She says as she rummages round her desk
"Oh that wasn't me that'll of been Michael" I mention.
"Are you not Michael?"
"no I'm Will"
"Not Michael?"
"Nope 'fraid not" I say and flash her a little smile as I plug the network lead into the back of the Laptop.
"If you're not Michael, then where is he?" She asks suspiciously like she's not convinced I'm not Michael.
"He's also doing some Laptop training elsewhere; like I'm here to do for you." I say hopefully and motion with my hand to try and get her to take a seat next to me so we can begin. She does eventually, slowly eyeing me all the time.
"So if your not Michael, who are you"
"I'm still Will"
"....Will.....Willl..........hummm" You can almost hear the cogs turning in her head.
"Yes that's me" I say somewhat exasperated, then proceed to take her through the process of logging on and am just in the middle of explaining the differences between online and offline logging on when she exclaims "Will!!!" She says it in such a way that you can actually hear all three exclamation marks, grammar be damned.
"Er....yes"
"I remember you! That beards new isn't it."
"Er....fairly new" I'm still stunned at the complete turn around from suspicion to long lost friend.
She smiles looks me up and down and says "you've put on weight too."
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