fandomhigh | Dealing With Stupid People [Monday, May 21]

When the students in the workshop arrived at the tables by the main campfire, they found them covered with phones.

"Welcome to the help desk!" Josh said, grinning proudly. "People are very stupid over the phone, especially when they know you can't see the expression on their faces. This is also why video conferences aren't as popular as regular conference calls--hiding your eyerolling is easier when, well, they can't see your eyes."

He waved his hands out. "Today you will be manning a help desk. I have ~~handwavily~~ put out posters to let people know that it's open during this class time, so the phones should start ringing any minute now. Your job is to answer the person's question in the most polite way possible without letting them know you think they are completely out of their minds."

"Coffee, muffins and bagels are available, answering their questions correctly is completely optional." Josh smirked. "Have fun."

[OOC: Phone lines are open for townies, students, and faculty members to call in. Josh has conveniently forgotten to specify what kind of help the students would offer. Ask for relationship advice, song requests, technical support, people to vote for or against bills in Congress, just to say hi...go nuts.

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"Talks with a piratey accent, he's filthy, probably carrying rum..." GOB said. "Is that enough?"

"Enough to tell me he is not here," Ba'al said, not bothering to look around. He would've noticed some one like that, right? "Have you looked in the last place you had him?"

"He's not at the bar and he's not on the phone. I have no clue where else to look," GOB said.

"Perhaps he is avoiding you, though I could not imagine why," Ba'al said, unhelpfully. This activity was beginning to wear him out. "If he is a pirate it would be logical to check his ship."

"I don't know where his ship is," GOB said.

"Apparently, he is unavailable to you then," Ba'al said, rolling his eyes. "May I help you instead?" This was becoming INFURIATING.

"You haven't done much to help me so far," GOB pointed out.

"You have done a terrible job of stating your problem," Ba'al said, through gritted teeth. "And have instead prattled on about some pirate!"

"Because he's the one I talk to on the phone when I need advice!" GOB yelled. "He'd be able to find himself by now if he was you."

Ba'al boggled at the phone for a moment. The idiocy of the Tau'ri was so WELL illustrated by this workshop.

"Yes, I'm sure he could as well. I suggest that if you really need to find him you should go and look for him with your own two eyes. Is there any thing else I can assist you with today?"

"Yeah. You can assist me in filing a complaint against you," GOB said.

Ok. Fine.

"I would suggest that you call this number back, and hope that you are connected with someone else besides me. Then you may complain," Ba'al said, "though if I were you, I would do so at my own peril."

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