fandomhigh | Dealing With Stupid People [Tuesday, July 17, 2nd period]

When the students arrived in the Danger Shop, they found the room decorated as an incredibly soulless phone center.

"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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"Yes...can you hear me?" John asked.

"Yes, I can hear you. How may I help you?" she asked politely.

"Uh, that's not how it works," John said. "I think I'm supposed to be helping you."

"But, you called me for help," Faile said.

"Uh, no...I answered the phone," John replied.

"No, I did," Faile insisted. "My phone rang, I picked it up and you were there."

John stared at the phone. "Well, if you didn't call me and I didn't call you...what should we talk about?"

"Is there really tiny lighting in the phones?"

"Huh?" John was totally lost. "Who is this?"

"It is Faile," she said. "Who are you?"

"Faile!" John almost smacked himself with the phone he was trying so hard not to laugh. "This is John, like I said before. How're you enjoying class today? Why do you think there's lightning in the phones?"

"I didn't hear you say your name," Faile said. "Sokka told me that phones work with tiny lightning."

"Well, I guess Sokka's right, but that makes electricity sound weird somehow. I like to just accept that it works when I pick up the phone and move on," John said. "Kind of like computers and TV."

Faile sighed. "You know, magic is much easier to understand even if I don't have the power to use it."

"Let's call it magic! The magic of the telephone," John grinned into the phone.

"Since I'm your help desk operator for the day, are there any other questions I can help you with?"

"What is a microwave," Faile asked, pronouncing the word very carefully.

John made a thoughtful face. "Uh, it's a machine that heats food. I use it to make popcorn," he said, proudly.

"Like the stove we used in pie class?" she asked.

"Sort of, but better," he replied.

"And you make popcorn in it," Faile repeated, making sure she understood.

[[OOC: *kicks LJ for error messages*]]

"Exactly!" John grinned, pleased that he was helping out his little sister ~~who was totally hot~~.

[*kicks for you* *is bored waiting for class omg*]

There was a short pause. "John?" ~~*uses icon, just to be mean*~~

"Yes, Faile?"

"What is popcorn?"

John laughed, "It's corn that's been popped." He paused. "I'll make you some ~~the next time I have a CR or room post~~."

Re: Man the Help Desk!

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