Thursday, June 18, 2009

list of

excuses reasons that mean the same thing to make the customer accept the callback

1. oh! so the problem is that you can't access the online policy account? it's an IT issue sir shall we arrange a more appropriate person to assist you on this?

2. i see. it's the myshieldplus/eldershield/wealthcreator/hisherassurancegold/enhancedlivingassured policy you are on uh? can we arrange a callback to attend more specifically on this policy to you? customer: u mean u can't check from here my outstanding amount? me: (yes because i'm just a temp but i'm forbidden to tell you i'm a temp so i'll just tell you-->)the outstanding amount is in another system which is just across the desk so can we arrange a callback with someone more appropriate to quote you on this?

3. so you want to know if we have received your check/form is it? can we arrange a callback to check with the backroom if your mail has been received?

4. ah! i see~ you would like to know how much is foregone if you surrender your policy! can we arrange a callback to attend to you on the surrender values of the policy?

5. policy status/maturity date/giro deduction date/premium paid--> quote excuse #2. change story to said concern

6. customer: i'm calling from malaysia Ah. Ermmm i have received your email on the opt out forrmm, but the problem is that uh the print Ah, in the print-out form is very faded! can i fax you instead the opt out form?

me: (er.. err.. how to use the fax machine? how to receive. can just liddat receive from customer one not? the opt out form.) OH~ so you cannot print it out because the print is very light IS IT.. can we arrange a callback to check on the form and see if we can do a fax receive for it. maybe resend if need be. (say like stating not asking)


tip is repeat everything he say. so i can think of what story to tell... good pay for a slacking job..

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

so Full of hope when i went to work today. full battery mp3. glossy hair, sharp shoes. cruise on the music on the journey to work.


lovely. 10 minutes early, not too warm, feet not aching, timing was just fine.



suddenly



m.i.n.l.i.n.g arrived. 'hazel!'



'hey hi.' quicken to approach her.



...turned to walk. while i'm still approaching. walk, walk, walk. fast. brisk walk.




slowwly.. my toes jammed toward the pointed shoes. walk, walk, walk. briskly, without conversations in depth..



'this bag u think i can bring to school?'

'...looks a bit old..'


'nike leh.'

'oh wow. didnt know nike has such design.'

'hai.. then i cannot bring to school already..'

huh.u can still bring, just that it's a bit old.


'wear a jersey then, will surely look young. even with the bag..'

'dont want..'

Cant link it


...*silence

---> then constant food places recommendation

and many walks.

i plan to bring my scooter to work tomorrow.



and umbrella. slippers. and thumbflask---> wisdom stupid tooth stupid extraction made gaping wound in mouth in need to water.. asked ml.. 'i cough leh. cant share'



...walked up and down.. and 'ship' one cup at a time of water up to drink. in blistering heels.



zzz...zzz to be continued...

Thursday, June 04, 2009

The exams ended, somehow the need to study left so quickly, i find myself a little lost out of a sudden, thinking of what to do, or actually finding things to do..

since the last of 21st's paper, i headed straight to winnie's home for post-exams 'winding down'. ml and lx went to tamp1 to let their hair down while poor xj had another paper. val disappeared into thin air. (maybe sprinted towards the ticking car park charges)

i forgot to update so many things..

the day my cf paper was held, i was seated unfortunately, beside a guy who without a stint, managed to distract me from my imminent conquering of the exam paper.. whipping out a palm sized mirror, he repeatedly adjusted the positioning of his fringe with his index finger and thumb.

question 1.. skip..
question 2.. can do, will attempt... flips.. question 6.. ah memory work, bang on this.. etc etc.. *sudden flash- turned to look, oh 'gay boy' touching fringe. haha


A few papers back, i was actually growing an aversion towards the chief invigilator in the last 5 minutes of 2 papers.

When i was clobbering up my brain for the last compulsory question on something i was anxious about because i could actually do but hadn't attempt yet due to my wasting of time on a previous difficult part, all i could hear in my eardrums were 'candidates..' 'please remember to tie your strings to your answer booklet'..
.. 'please remember to write your Candidate number'..
'please remember to write your Question number correctly on the answer booklet'..
'please remember also to write your Calculator number' .. *stop* '
please remember..' 'please remember..' ...'please remember...' etc etc

like a holy nun chanting in the most monotonous tone in almost the whole of the last 5 minutes.................... (i know she was trying to sound gentle so as to not 'jerk' us out of our thoughts... but harping on it gently... will... i'm afraid.. drive us to writing those reminders down as actual answers........)



The RELC bureau wasn't the best examination facilitator provider i would say.. the cheating cases xj mentioned were still shocking in some sense to me.. shocking in some sense because i always thought university examinations were of paramount importance, hence the strict regulations... but only in some sense and not quite in others because... SIM students i believe are victims of self-fulfilling prophecy, because of a certain probable perception; never established themselves as the muggers-kind and are likely in my view to resort to desperate measures like cheating...(Although i really really hope i am utterly wrong... :/)


Anyway, on top of that, 2 consecutive papers on my walk to the back of the hall, the same uncle invigilator shouted the same lines---> .....'boy, no unauthorised materials'...'no handphones!'... 'quick, quick!'---> like he memorized it from an instruction list..... and got a foul pay from doing this.


i could easily believe if they recruited one of the candidates' father to do the job..


or any retiree, in fact.



On the weekend of that first liberation week, Alicia held her 21st at Aranda Country club.
The night before, Mag (not the tpj mag) msged..

hey min ling & hazel, have u gotten Alicia anything? can we share her gift? she wants cash. -magdalene



me: if her food is good, i give 40. bad, 5.



her: hahaha... serious ah.. so we dont give her the red packet until we eat her food 1st. haha



me: ya u say good, minling say good i say good first, ....................... then give.



me: so we prepare 2 pckt lol



her: but 5??? cos i'll reach there at 7plus almost 8. so u can say the gift is with me. so 1 red pckt $15 & another $120?



i thought her believing was amusing... and quite, unbelievably naive.. lol

i asked if ml replied anything. she said ml didn't say anything, which i guess fully characterised ml... haha if u asked her anything, like extreme things i.e. give alicia cash. she will wait by the tree until something quite balanced pops out. or a consensus is said by the other person.
tsk.



time has summed up to a full 2 weeks (to be accurate at 0407:04062009) now from my last paper, i have:


visited the art museums

swam 14 laps and dug into fruit salads by the pool

tennis with winnie

wii with xj and her interesting friends

'a night at the museum' with ml

'monsters vs aliens' 3d with winnie

gym with winnie

finished chick flick Lola Jaye's By the time u read this

cheesy thriller James Patterson's 6th target

cathartic non-fiction Pip Granger's Alone

moved across the corridor to the opposite room



On the other hand...
I will be looking forward to, (yay)
Moscow State Chamber Choir
Ktv and swimming again with ml
table tennis and chill by a cafe in my neighborhood that i supposed to know but don't, with zx, ktkk and winnie
:):)