When you see your doctor, have your oxygen levels checked. Repeated yawning can be an attempt to get more oxygen to the brain. Just a thought.
Poor Artie! That little guy has it so rough. I really want to give him loves.
So, client monitoring was scheduled today. The client has monitored me quite a few times and never had a single complaint. Twenty minutes after I started calling, I got kicked out of the system and received an e-mail to stop calling for the day. I was yawning, but it was between calls. I'm pretty sure I didn't yawn at all while talking to people. So I don't know what's going on. I made a doctor's appointment for next Monday. Maybe there's something I can do or maybe I can get a doctor's note about chronic yawning or something. I just don't know what to do. I can drink a whole pot of coffee or 2 or 3 energy drinks and still yawn. And I know that much caffeine is really not healthy. This is stressing me out so bad, it's making me physically ill. I've been feeling really nauseous and anxious since I got that e-mail. I'm at a loss.
There! I went to the kitchen to make myself some supper, and it suddenly dawned on me what is going on.
@Alicia88, you have two problems with this job:
Right?
- Clients say horrible things to you.
- You have to follow stupid scripts and aren't allowed to do human things like sneeze, cough, yawn, or show emotion.
Wrong. You have one problem with this job. You have to follow stupid scripts and aren't allowed to do human things like sneeze, cough, yawn, or show emotion. The clients who say nasty things to you aren't talking to you, they're talking to the stupid script. Your employers have a major problem in that their view of a "customer satisfaction survey" actually pisses off the clients. People who were perfectly happy with their car rental experience end up being angry because they're subjected to an annoying phone call asking them about their experience.
I can't tell you how to make your employers more sensible, but I can tell you that it's not you the clients are angry at.
Margret
Last night I realize the Hekitty will always be an only kitty. Little Bit waltzed across the back door (glass pane center), and I thought for a minute that a dragon was loose in my dining room! Dear heavens at the hiss! I once stood next to a steam locomotive as it discharged, and the locomotive would have been PROUD of Hekiity! I also learned the the hair on her tail is, apparently, 3 inches long, as she puffed that thing out to what LOOKED like a 6" diameter! Then she spent the next hour and a half patrolling the door. SIGH...I really didn't expect that, especially since she totally ignores dogs, even when my previous neighbor's chihuahua would bolt in my front door every time I opened it.