The hilarious hell of working from home: My co-workers have fur and poor boundaries:
The customer service call that ended in cat ass-
Working from home customer service, I've learned one universal truth: my pets are auditioning for the role of "most Unprofessional Co-worker."
Today's call was a masterpiece of chaos. I was on a high-stakes call with a very serious client-- you know, the kind where you have you use your Customer Service Voice . Everything was going great, until Yam's (my cat) decided my face was the perfect warm place for a nap. Specifically, the part of his body reserved for not-looking-at-people.
I had to finish the sentence through a thin layer of cat ass. I'm pretty sure I said, "And the widget is highly efficent, muffled meow, and totally worth the investment." I quickly turned my webcam off, but the client must have heard the thump as I politely nudged yams off my desk.
The Fiance-Pet Tag Team
Then there's my Fiance. He's the other co-worker, the one who doesn't understand the red light is on. He games (x-box) alot. He really gets in to his game. He get's loud with it. My gosh he takes it serious. So there's that. We're living proof that you can be deeply in love and want to file a noise complaint against each other 15 times a day. He's usually followed by my dog, Teddy, who uses the sound of my keyboad as a signal: "Mom is working! Time to bring her a soggy wet tennis ball for emotional support!" THe best is when the dog and the giance have a chat right outside my door. It sounds less like a conversation and more like a badly dubbed movie.
Example:
My fiance: "Did you take the chicken out?"
Teddy(dog): "YES. MUST. PROTECT. MOM. FROM. EMPTY. LAP. AT. ALL. TIMES."
