Is it really that hard?

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The second one is if someone or something annoys you, you can complain about it. We might not solve the problem (a. k. a. unless you include some actually reason, we probably won't care), but you have the option.


The third one is for everything else not included in the two above problems.

A lot of other problems.

All other problems.

So why do complaints about people and why this isn't there are in the general?!

I now know. Really.

Okay, this may not have been the wonderful idea I thought it might be.

This wasn't even a good idea. This might be a baaaaad idea.

Well, I started my first day last night. And before you ask, no, I'm not an administrator. I think it requires time, trust, comitment and a blood oath to get that far. But like I said, first day.

My main job is looking through emails and try to answer them if I can. More or less, I'm an on-line receptionist. Or a note taker since I don't actually talk to the person right at the moment I receive the message.

This is the only good thing I can find so far.

So I am given the task of looking through five e-mails and answering them to the best. I'm excite because these are real e-mails from real people!

I open it, all bright eyed and blissful, and realize something.

Real people really suck.

Due to the fact that giving out specific names is considered a no-no, we will use no pro-nouns. Though if you think this was your letter, by all means, claim it.

E-mail #1:

I hate this author. Can you get rid of 'em?

...

I re-read it a few times. Not because I didn't understand what it said. It was less then ten words. But that was all that was on the letter. It was a bit of a...dissapointment.

If I had any questions, I was suppose to ask questions. It was encouraged.

However...this made me feel like there was an easy answer here and I was just missing. It' like when you solve a math problem quickly, but the past problems were hard as hell and this one took five seconds.

I decided to do some research on the author.

By research I mean just look at the profile and see if there is something I'm missing/something I should hate.

The stories were...
you know...

either way, they typed at a highschool level and didn't appear to be doing any trouble.

I give in and forward the e-mail, asking for help also via messenger:

Me: I know it's my first e-mail, but this seems a little lacky of anything...
Sponser: Oh sure, send it over.
*Send mail*
Me: How do I repsond to this situation.
*five minutes*
Me: Hello?

It took about ten more mintues before they came on. They said they were laughing. To the point of tears.

Bastard.

I am eventually encouraged that I should reply with something along the lines of saying something about needing to bring evidence against said author. It was longer, but I didn't pay attention. I copied/pasted everything they told me word for word. They knew better.

I went onto my next e-mail:

E-mail #2:

Do you kno what happened to a story. well, that might not have been its name. It was about some crap summary and ended blah blah blah. Hope I didnt spoil anything! Anyways, can you tell me what happened.

I decided to check the other Emails out.

E-mail #3:

r u gonna chang 4matting back.?

E-mail #4:

I don't like what this author writes. Can you ban them?

E-mail #5:

How do I block adds?

No, this isn't a great idea.

I know, right?!

At the time, I really just needed to do something. You know, so I look like I'm contributing to society.

So everyone says to find a job that you like, right? In something you are interested in. Even if you don't get payed for it, you still get the experience. Experience is important to get a good paying job.

That, and a PhD. Oh, and previously related job experience. Which I first need a job for. Hencing my appearent need to do free work.

Either way, I just though of doing something that I liked.

Well, I liking driving my car, but I don't think GM or Ford are taking high school graduates. If they are taking anyone at all. Which I checked. They aren't.

I like writing, but since all my english teachers used up boxes of red pens to complete my writing assinments, I don't think I would be very successful.

I like reading. So I asked around about what kind of job could I get for reading?

Some people ask me if I have people skills.

Well sure, I like people. I'm a happier person and I think the world spins by love and rainbows.

A lot ask me if I have experience.

So I say sure, I have lots of them. They ask for references. I asked if the mom of the kid I baby-sit once a month count.

I don't get a lot of call-back.

Eventually, my best friend's-boyfriend's-sister's-online's lover was looking for some help for an online site.

Now, this may not seem like a big thing and I'm probably not going to get paid for this, but I check it out.

It's for http://www.fanfiction.net/ and/or http://www.fictionpress.net/

Yes, those sites. Those site with countless of stories. Ones I love to go to on a daily bases. I'm psyched. Because I really love this site. There is so much stuff you can find there!

So I talk to this on-line lover. We chat and I answer questions and such. They seem to like me; they say I have the right attitude. They explained the basic on how it worked. I can't tell you, though. It's a secret. A big secret. We go through this process for a couple of hours. Secret stuff.

This is something I really would love to do. And next time when my dad ask me why I'm on the computer all the damn time, I can say I'm providing a service. It's really offical and stuff!

I was really giddy about that! Then again, it was about 3 am where I was due to time zone differences. So I didn't get any sleep until in the afternoon.

I'm hope I do good. But I think I'll do alright. I'll be working with people like me.

I should be hearing back tommorrow so time! I'll give some updates!