The brilliant thoughts of overworked minds

Sunday, August 27, 2006

So granted it was my fault, but still....

Ok, so here's the deal.... Friday night, I go into one of my usual haunts to enjoy the fine company of my friends and a few alcoholic beverages. As the new social chair of the department, I had turned this into a department outing and was expecting phone calls from people asking where we were. Therefore, I placed my phone on the table to ensure that no call would be missed. After a few beer beverages, and a shot of Mexico's finest tequila, I was ready to pay my bill and head home for a night of relaxed sleeping.

The next morning, I woke up and realized that I did not have my phone. So I call the restaurant from my apartment phone and they say after about 30 seconds of looking, "No, it's not here, but leave us a contact number and we will let you know if we find it." But I'm not buying that, so I go there myself and ask the manager to look for it, and he says "No, it's not here, but leave us your number and we'll let you know if we find it."

So I go home, call Cingular, and generally waste most of the afternoon trying to decide whether to cancel it, deactivate it, etc. Since it's the weekend, whatever I decided to do can't be reversed until Monday so I had to make sure that I made the correct decision. So after all this, my friend calls around 8pm and and says, "Guess what, the restaurant just called me and said they had your phone." Ok. What the hell?!?

So they got my contact number twice, and instead of using that, they open up my phone and call the last number that tried to contact me? Let's not forget that this is the very same place where hours earlier, an entire management staff had never even seen my phone before. Where did it magically come from? I know it's my fault for leaving it there, but part of me wanted to suggest that maybe they get a better plan for handling things like this instead of ruining my day with their ineptitude for handling missing items. Sheesh. Well at least I still have my phone and all 75 phone numbers that were stored in it. You better believe that I'm gonna be making up a written list of those numbers before I pseudo-lose my phone again. It's amazing in the advent of the cell phone, how few numbers I actually know by heart these days.

6 Comments:

  • hell I'm so dependant my phone remembering my numbers for me, its not even funny!... furiously scribbling down all my numbers as I type... in triplicate!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at August 28, 2006 12:55 AM  

  • ok... so 90% of the peeps in office havent written down thier numbers either! However my attempts to ridicule them for not doing so backfired when a certain clever clogs pointed out to me that i could've simply "blue toothed" my numbers straight into my 'puter instead of writing them all out!... which is what everyone else is now doin whilst laugin back in my face!... hmmm now where did i put that EMP generator!!? hehe

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at August 29, 2006 1:13 AM  

  • Did you try calling your phone [before the restaurant] to begin with? You didn't mention if you did. I'm assuming it was ON if it was on the table so you wouldn't miss any calls.

    I know it's my fault for leaving it there, but part of me wanted to suggest that maybe they get a better plan for handling things like this instead of ruining my day with their ineptitude for handling missing items. Sheesh.

    I find it REALLY fascinating that you still claim they ruined your day when you got your phone back. If I misplaced my phone in a restaurant, I would be thrilled that I got it back at all! Maybe that's just me... ;)

    By Blogger Ian Selvarajah, at September 02, 2006 11:10 PM  

  • oh my gosh, you are so smart!! Why didn't I think to try calling my phone before I started my mad search for it?! It was on when I lost it, which was unusual as I typically turn it off when I am expecting calls.

    And in answer to your other comment, may I direct you to the title of the post (in case you missed it) in order to get a clear understanding of where I was coming from "So granted it was my fault, but still..."

    If you still need further explanation let me be of assistance. I completely take responsibility for losing the phone, and because I'm not a crazy person, I am "thrilled" to get my phone back. The purpose of the post was to voice a frustration with the management staff of a particular restaurant for not including a proper lost and found service as part of their customer service amenities.

    I hope this helps.

    By Blogger Sheara, at September 02, 2006 11:25 PM  

  • Mmm...I don't know you well enough to figure out if your first paragraph was loaded with sarcasm or did you really not try calling your phone?

    I did notice the title of the post and (in case you missed it) I also included the "I know it's my fault for leaving it there..." bit in the quote I used. It just seemed like most of the post was centered around their responsibilities and not yours. Which, in fact, is the case:

    "...to voice frustration...for not including a proper lost and found service as part of their customer service amenities"

    Fair enough. Thanks for the "clarification". ;)

    By Blogger Ian Selvarajah, at September 11, 2006 10:23 AM  

  • Haha.... I feel ya.... :-D

    By Blogger Sheara, at September 11, 2006 7:38 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home