I work in a Canada-based tech support office that serves plants that are mostly in the United States. We have maybe seven techs out of a total of eighty who speak with noticeable accents: one British, one Cameroon-French, one British-Indian, one Australian, one Filipina, one Spanish, and one Indian. (People also tend to think I'm Irish. Right.) This being a rather metropolitan city and us not being a company of xenophobic fucks, it isn't actually an issue because these techs are good at their jobs and perfectly understandable. It also wouldn't be so much of a pain in the ass if these technically inept people, who often do not display any basic problem-solving skills or any other noticeable qualities beyond a stubborn insistence that the problem cannot possibly be with their equipment because "it was just working yesterday," didn't insist that their inability to follow instructions was as a result of the fact that one of my more experienced techs rolls his Rs on occasion and omits them at the ends of words.
People being the dicks they can often be, every now and then one of our accented speakers gets callers who insist they need to speak to "an American" and refuse to do any troubleshooting. Our Abuse department head takes great pleasure in dealing with the most obnoxious types of these to the effect of "if you will not treat my workers with respect, you can find yourself with traffic shaping out the wazoo until you explain to your local CS office why you're being a bigot." He doesn't quite say it in that many words, but it's what he's carried out on them.
My favourite story was when one of the techs, exasperated by a rather PEBKACky woman completely refusing to deal with him and wanting to "talk to someone who speaks American," stood up and announced loudly to the tech pit, "This woman here would like to speak to someone who speaks American. Does anyone here speak American? Don't worry, ma'am, I will find someone who speaks American for you." The entire pit broke out into laughter and jeering to the effect of, "I dunno, I just speak Canadian English," and, "I don't know if she'll understand us, they just speak American over there," and even, "They fought a war to boot the English out and now they want it back?"
Eventually we decided that the call should be transferred to our British tech, who would put on a proper Queen's English accent and ham it up as best as she could, which elicited cheering and applause from the pit to the point where Network Ops and Dev were gophering in their cubicles and wondering what was going on, and the Abuse head also came around to see what was going on. In the meantime, the previous tech had returned to the call only to find that the caller had disconnected.
He later told us that he hadn't muted his headset. She'd heard every jeer.
:D
November 17 2008, 11:20:07 UTC 3 years ago
But when I'm tired, I've got a bit of a kind of Scottish-sounding accent that'll come out, which managed to horribly confuse some poor guy the other night. He was trying to get help for his console, and I twigged right away that it was going nowhere good. I've gotten British accents before, but when he starts with, "Oh, I didn't think you'd be open this hour" at four in the afternoon, it's a pretty good sign that he's not calling from the US or Canada. Of course, he called in to my phone, on a day when I hadn't slept much the night before, and had a really hard time understanding that, no. He's calling California, and needs the UK number, which is written all over the box and user manuals his console came with.
November 17 2008, 11:32:09 UTC 3 years ago
My innate desire to piss people off makes me want to correct them as to my ancestry and nationality.
There was also the time when I was helping a rather sweet-sounding old lady enable the spamblocking tool in her webmail, and then she busted out with the gem, "Well, it wouldn't be so bad, but I'm married and I keep getting ads for interracial dating sites and all that..." About that time all the warm'n'friendly left my demeanor and I was all business. Not a word about the graphic ENLARGE YOUR PEN15 NOW and CUM BUCKETS NOW but interracial dating is bad enough to mention by name?
Urgh.
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November 17 2008, 14:44:16 UTC 3 years ago
I'm never rude to people who are trying to help me, damnit. I had an ex-boyfriend who was, consistently, rude to people when the cable would go out. I finally started calling them myself and treating them nice, apologizing for his bad behavior... and we had better service after that. Gee, I wonder why... :)
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November 17 2008, 16:06:09 UTC 3 years ago
"I'd have coffee and doughnuts (also sandwiches, beer, etc) for all of you, but my power is still out."
Works almost every time.
November 17 2008, 17:16:12 UTC 3 years ago
One would expect the same thing works for other work trades, too. :)
November 17 2008, 18:03:11 UTC 3 years ago
My company is fortunately smart enough to keep our little Injuns off the phones, and even our lowest level of support (Triage) is American, with no accents save the fact that they're based out of Raleigh, NC, so some of them have a Southern American accent.
Now, my accent is not nearly as noticeable as it used to be, though you can still hear it when I say words like about, out and the like; the typical shit we get made fun of all the time. And while I haven't had anyone on the phone scream for an American - they'd get one of our techs who's so Southern he's not even understandable - I do get those that ask "Oh, are you Canadian? :D", then proceed to spend most of the call following everything they have to say with "eh", followed by a few seconds of giggling.
It makes me think of the Molson commercial, when "I AM CANADIAN" was at it's peak, where the Canadian expat was dealing with an officemate that wouldn't shut the fuck up about it, just whipping out every stereotype you could think of, until the guy finally had enough and pulled his shirt and jacket over his head. I wish I could do that sometimes.
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