Good Customer Service

It’s honestly so easy, but I also feel like it’s difficult to come by these days.

Yeah, people are annoying, believe me. I’ve worked in customer service now for hmm…7 years? (Oh goodness, I’ve been part of the work force for that long).

I also think that it is highly important to work in different fields. For example, my first job was fast food, then I moved onto retail, and now essentially office work. But I worked in fast food and I was a server. Which I still have nightmares about.

Anyways, I still think it’s important to treat people, like actual people. As you may know I work in a library and yesterday I someone returned a phone to me that was lost. It immediately rang in my hands, and the person seemed relieved that someone found it, but after I hung up the phone, I noticed that it had 2% of a battery charge. Naturally, I felt bad, and I begun to charge it, after looking up which charger it needed.

When the person came back for his phone, he was happy, but he was also mad at me for charging it. Which if you ask me, was uncalled for. It’s really not that big of a deal, but because it ruffled my feathers a bit, I was surprised.

It still makes me feel like maybe we should try hard to give the best customer service out there, and I don’t want people to make me feel bad for doing a good deed. Eh, late night thoughts, here they are.

It’s Valentine’s Day (technically) hope everyone has a great day!




Don’t sabotage people, it doesn’t end well, I’m not saying from personal experience. However, being on the end of sabotage is infuriating and destructive.

Not only are you throwing away your self-worth, but you’re also becoming a person of immaturity, and evilness, essentially.

I recently found out that a job that I applied for in August was sabotaged by someone I know, because they essentially didn’t want me to move on and be happy.

A couple things about that.

  1. Seriously, not cool. I was going to swear, but I’m trying not to on this blog. I don’t think people want the F word floating around on their feed.
  2. Why? I couldn’t even get a straight answer about it, it’s so infuriating and pretty much disgusting that someone would go to this level.
  3. I can’t even. Mind you I’m typing this after having digested this for a bit, but I’m angry, hurt, betrayed, and shocked. Maybe appalled is the correct word.

It almost makes me want to do something back, but I know that if I just cut the person out, I’ll be better off. I am also aware that I am taking a higher road out of this, and that is pretty mature for me, right about now, but also, I just don’t want to be in that level of toxicity.

I’m so done. It’s 2017 – let’s move on with our lives, and I’ll just cut you out. Nothing says “Bye” more than someone just cutting you out, and still being happy without you.

Essentially – I’m not going to sink to the level you tried to throw me on, I’m better than that. But a word, if I may, if something like this happens to you, no judgement from me if you want to be the mad human being and doing something in return.

But, for now, I don’t even want to be in the same room with this person. Talk about burning the bridge down and then turning around saying “I didn’t think that you would find out“.

I sincerely hope that there are better people in this world that wouldn’t ever do this to other people. I hope this is just a group of angry, hurt, and evil people who will not spread this around.

Sorry if this isn’t more of a vent-post. I just needed to express that there are better options, and please don’t be that person trying to sabotage others, because others may not be as clean and nice about it as me.



“You’re so real”

I have heard that phrase in my life way too many times.

Don’t get me wrong, I actually like hearing it, but it also gets old so fast. Do you have people in your life that are not real? That are fake and don’t really get it? If so, you may need to let them go, or how about you don’t tell me that I’m “so real” because believe me, I get it.

Things that I strive for, is to in fact, be real. I literally see no point in being fake to people. You don’t like them? Let them know. (you can be nice about it, you don’t need to be telling people off for no reason) You don’t want to do something? Let people know. You are irritated about something? Say something.

However, this normally happens when I’m overloaded with stress, or I’m just comfortable in my setting. In past posts, you know (because I have informed you) that I’m not always cool under pressure. My anxiety takes off and I’m freaking out – which is normal. Especially today, in our society.

Dealing with this phrase a lot, I’ve come to accept it, and as I’ve stated, I like hearing it. I just also wish that it could become a norm that people were this way. I shouldn’t have to be the only one who is going to tell it to you as it is. Not trying to be extra mean in this post, but others should never have to deal with people who aren’t who they claim to be.

For now, I am content with people telling me that they love my personality.



Burning Bridges

How long can you keep repairing the bridge until you let it burn down again?

Is it worth repairing the bridge? Or are you the only one who wants to see if fixed? Or even still, was the friendship even real to begin with? If you’re unsure, then maybe it’s time you just let it go.

How long can you go on before realizing that the bridge you repaired was burned down by the other person?

Honestly, friendship is tricky. Especially with the expansion of social media, it’s insane how standards are different. I feel if you are in not constant contact with some, they just cut you off without saying a word. Or they cut off everyone you have in common with them, so they think that you won’t ever be in their lives again.

When someone burns the bridge, do you take them back?

Well, that depends. How many times have you done this? Like I mentioned above, is it worth all the hassle if you’re just going to continue ripping and decking what you have? Honestly, at this point, I would say no, because if it’s doing anything positive, than what’s the point?

Will you miss the friendship later on, and maybe wish things changed?

As one of my best friends literally told me:

I think the memory of the people we lose whether in good or bad situation will always haunt us in some way… Whether we curse their name at the mention of it or feel remorse when we hear or smell something that reminds us of them… they’ll always be a part of us because they helped us grow at some point. But I believe the best thing is to embrace those feelings and thank them for helping you become who you are whether it be today or tomorrow.

Isn’t he such a good friend though? Shout-out to him, Arran, you’re the best friend literally anyone could ask for.

What do you do in the meantime?

It’s like any relationship. Don’t dwell on it, and eventually things will move on, as if you were fine without them before. If it was meant to be, then things will work out. If you’ve moved on and just forget about, then you’ll know that it was meant to be.

Am I still salty about it?

Honestly, I’m slightly irritated about it, but not enough to go out of my way. If this is what is going to happen, I’m just giving up and I’m not going to try. I could go out of my way, but there’s no point.

What will I do if I run into said person again?

I may just ignore them, or just nod over to them. It’s unlikely that I will see them soon. And if I did, I don’t think that person would even say anything to me, considering that they hate confrontation.


Kay x

Why Can’t You…

I guess one of the things that irritate me often, is when I’m explaining to people some issues on my mind, and they say something (that really gets on my nerves, seriously) along the lines of: “Why can’t you see how great you are” or “Why can’t you see what I see?

Uhh, maybe because I don’t have your eyeballs and I’m telling you my insecurities while feeling weird and shameful about sharing them?

Yeah, an overly sarcastic remark, but;

I understand that people are trying to comfort me by telling me that I’m amazing, and everything, but in that moment, that kind of talk isn’t really necessary. Moral of the story, while this is short, is this:

Don’t start out with “Why can’t you

This isn’t a Liz Phair song (Why can’t I – is the name of the song).

But I thank you for the help. Just word it differently, please. Because all you’re accomplishing is the irritation running through my brain.