One of these nights....

It's been one of those days. 

Furlough has ended for some staff, and we are working on flexi-furlough now. 

In and out, up and down.  makes for a very confusing payroll, but hey keeps life interesting. 

So this morning, we had customers pay In Euros, when their account is in dollars.  With ridiculous excuses as to why they had. 

We had reports running which weren't running correctly.   

We had customers promising payment, but failing. 

And then questions, which should have been easy, but weren't.   I was slowly losing the will to live. 

Then we had a collection to make at the vets.   Phone us when you are outside.  Which I duly did. 

five minutes- and that is the face -  another five minutes and I phoned again. 

"I thought you were phoning for a time.."  You didn't give me a time,  "I was going to get Dundonald to give you a time".   No - you said you would phone them and tell them we were outside.   Hmm. no you should a pick up time from them.  I do - between 5 and 7.   Hmm. what's your name again....  what's your pet's name.  Oh yes, I see it.  Okay, I'll phone them...

Speechless.  

It's idiotic behaviour like that which drives me increasingly insane on a day to day basis.