On being called a “Bloody obstructionist cow.”

Dear Sir:

The fact that you insist that you have “a email,” (it’s actu­ally “an email,” just because you have an Eng­lish accent doesn’t mean you have mas­tery over your own tongue) with a track­ing num­ber prov­ing we’ve received your book doesn’t change the fact that both my inven­tory sys­tem and my phone call down to my receiv­ing man­ager say that we don’t.  So when I say I’m fairly sure we don’t have it, but I will still go down to the base­ment and check, know that call­ing me a “bloody obstruc­tion­ist cow” and lit­er­ally stomp­ing off in a huff will not incline me to go down and check once you’ve left the store.

Fur­ther, return­ing not a half hour later with said “a email” from UPS (aka, not the com­mer­cial enter­prise for which I work) with a track­ing num­ber say­ing the item had shipped does not prove your point, because when I bring up said track­ing num­ber on the Inter­net, it shows that it’s (drum­roll, please) a noti­fi­ca­tion of SHIPPING.  FROM UPS– from our dis­tri­b­u­tion cen­ter sev­eral states away to UPS’ dis­tri­b­u­tion cen­ter.  Sev­eral states away.

Sin­cerely,

The BOC

Clearly, he needs the book less than he needs a good mood sta­bi­lizer, but that sure as hell isn’t my job, though I could rec­om­mend a few books that might lead toward self-diagnosis.

I did, how­ever, point out that while I might be a bloody obstruc­tion­ist cow, it still didn’t change the fact that as it said on the order con­fir­ma­tion receipt we would call him when his book arrived.  I’m think­ing he’s prob­a­bly not going to come in, although who knows.  I do know the man­ager on duty’s going to ban him once this order’s com­plete, even though I never felt wor­ried.  Des­per­ately unhappy, mis­er­able peo­ple who have futile foot-stomping tem­per tantrums don’t bother me– I have been one, many a time, though never to the point of name call­ing.  And there are prac­tic­ing attor­neys in Boston whom I reg­u­larly came up against who were far, far worse.  This guy was a annoy­ance only.

An annoy­ance.  Sorry.  Some things are bloody contagious.

Moo.