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Really really hate phone trees that take you through the same options you already clicked on the website then have a robot say: "Ah, in that case your problem must be (incorrect description), you need to (thing the website already told me), goodbye!" and hang up.
Why does the service you only let me access if I confirm MULTIPLE TIMES that I cannot find what I need on your website do this, Royal Mail?
Not even the courtesy of a customer service email address either, ugh.
I sometimes get upset at phone trees to the extent that i’m angry by the time I get to a human and act shitty to them then apologize a dozen times while crying.
Okay, I’m REALLY glad I started this project. The call trees for the phone calls for the members with the calling cards are so LONG compared to the ones in the casual and deep route. (The calls for V and Ray are the same length as the calls in the afformentioned routes though...)
As soon as I’m done with the call branches in this call period, I’ll get everything I have so far since the original post formatted and posted.Â
For all tree-related matters, please press 3.
At one point in the Commonwealth Edison Energy customer service phone menu, you have an option to access a dedicated line just for tree-related matters.
I know it’s because trees often get tangled in power cords, but I find it oddly charming. (Possibly I am also charmed because when I called them this morning they resolved my issue in like, 20 seconds.)

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So the automated phone system for paying my rent is really frustrating for a lot of reasons, but this is my favorite: after each entry of numbers, the guy repeats them back at you and then says "If this is correct, press 1. Â Otherwise, press 2." Â Which is fine.
But if you mess up your credit card number (or your cell phone just sucks at touch tone stuff and it doesn't go through right), it says "That was not a valid entry"...and then immediately continues to same end prompt: "If this is correct, press 1. Â Otherwise, press 2."
This causes me pause, because the statement that it wasn't a valid entry is in fact correct, but 1 is actually just the "let's move onto the next step" button, and I need to press 2 to indicate that it wasn't correct, even though the statement was. Â I once pressed 1, just to see what would happen, and it continued but then of course crashed and burned when it actually tried to charge the card.
I really should just have it auto-pay but to do that I have to fill out actual paper and send it in the actual mail, so that never really happened.
Phone Trees – Dante’s Third Circle
A certain cable company recently started charging a monthly fee for its cable modem. It gave us “customers” (read prisoners) the choice to pay the monthly fee or buy our own modems. After several attempts to buy the modem at a brick and mortar store that failed miserably, and by now several monthly fees later, I ordered the prescribed modem online. Now comes the fun part.  I install the modem and make the call to activate it. Service outage. I call later. Service outage. I call again. Service outage. On Monday, one of those little niggling thoughts crosses my mind not to do it, but I ignore it and return the company’s modem. They hand me a receipt. I have my smart phone so I don’t feel the lack of service all week. Now comes Friday. I take the day off.  I turn on my computer. Oh yeah. I need to activate my modem. I call. I remember the numbers to select, or think I do, to skip several branches of the phone tree. After a couple of failed calls, I get a rep on the line. Remember that niggling thought? I now learn that my account has been closed. Phone trees and customer service agents who lack the discretion to do anything bring out the worst version of me. Since the best version isn’t all that stellar, let’s just say I’m like a grizzly bear in an itchy tutu. It makes sense with no modem I have no service, but did the guy who took my equipment ask why I was turning it in? No. But here’s the catch-22, the gotcha that inhabits all inane bureaucracies. To open a new account, I have to use their modem. I have two choices.  Make an appointment. Wait for the guy to come. He will, if the past is any indication, show up an hour and a half after the latest time he is supposed to come.  He will install the cable company’s modem, activate it, take it out and install mine. Half a day minimum down the drain. Scenario two: I go pick up their modem, install it, get on the phone with them and activate it, and if I’m lucky, uninstall it, and install mine and activate it in the same phone call. Then I’ll schlep their modem back to them, for the second time. Get the picture? Now I’m peaked. The level of condescension that I tend to exhibit during these encounters would melt a polar ice cap.  Did said cable company think about this inane policy when they put this new policy in place? Obviously not.  I ask for the customer service rep’s supervisor and one hour two minutes and 36 seconds after I start the call, I am still waiting to be bumped up to level three to figure out why my laptop still won’t connect to the internet. Should I get off the call and risk having to start this call all over again?  I don’t have to make this decision; it is made for me when my call is dropped.  By this point my ire has deflated into resignation. I’m in it for the long haul. I try to think rationally. I wonder if I need to get my wireless router to recognize the new modem. This turns out to be one-third of the problem. The mac id that the representative wanted was different from the one I gave the tier two guy. I have to turn off the modem and router several times before the router recognizes the new modem. And I suggest to the rep that I reboot my laptop, which I do, and finally I get service.  And how did this all start? Oh yeah, because I tried to get online to look in my email for the key to “activate” my internet security which I had supposedly activated months ago when I renewed it, but which a pop up window informed me that I had not done. (Think about how I could get this popup window on my laptop if I’m not online, or was it because I wasn’t online that I got this – a conundrum I won’t ponder.)
 In the end this took another call and an additional 32 minutes and change.  So glad I took the day off, but in the end that’s what days off are for: dealing with inane bureaucracies, underpaid customer representatives with not enough training and my own lack of maturity. Chalk this one up to modern living.  At times like this the thought of becoming a subsistence farmer fighting off swarms of locusts, seems downright peaceful.  Stay tuned, dear readers, for my encounters with aphids, cut worms and mingies.