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Leaving Work at Work: Phone Calls at Home

I just had a blond moment (which is rather difficult for a natural brunette to have, but somehow I managed.) I work at a local care company that I shall call Services for You, and 100 times a day, I answer the phone, “Hello, Services for You, how may I help you?” until I’m sure I could answer phones in my sleep.

Here I am at home, sitting on my bed, typing on my laptop (love the laptop!!) when my cell phone rings. I flipped it open. “Services for You, how may I help you?” I asked absentmindedly. I was too busy reading the webpage I was looking at to realize what I was saying.

“What? Wha–Who is this?” the caller stuttered. My mind jerked back to what I was doing. Oh yeah, home, cell phone…Did I just answer my phone with the Services greeting?? I started laughing, and could hardly get my apology out. That’ll teach me to answer the phone with only my mouth engaged. Luckily, the gal calling me was an employee of Services who also happens to have a great sense of humor, so she didn’t get too upset over it.

When I was a junior in high school, though, that was a different story. I was working at Burger King in the drive-thru, had been for several months, and I had the hardest time switching that part of my brain off when I got home. One day, I answered the phone, “Welcome to Burger King, how may I help you?” Instantly, I realized what I had done, and I started laughing so hard, I fell onto the floor laughing, literally. I could not breathe, I had tears streaming down my face, the whole bit. I tried to stop laughing long enough to apologize, but as soon as I would draw a breath to explain, I would start laughing again, and lose it all over again.

Unfortunately, that time the caller wasn’t as forgiving–it was my grandfather, who is not well known for his great sense of humor. He hung up on me. Which made me feel guilty for a moment, but then the gales of laughter took over again, and I just rolled around on the floor some more.

So, I have confessed my blond moment(s) for all the world to see. Anyone else want to share, so I don’t feel quite so alone? 😉 Do you ever find it hard to turn the work part of your brain off when you arrive home? Do tell!