Why Did I Do That?

[John Junk]

Ever do something that seems completely necessary and logical at the time, then minutes later regret it and not even understand why you did it?

This guy just called me at work, asking if he could fax me something to help him find a cartoonist to illustrate some stuff for him out of the pool of students.  I just said "No."  And then he asked me why, and I said "Because I won't do anything with that fax.  You can come here and post bulletins if you want, but I won't do that for you." or something like that.  Which is accurate enough, except that I technically could take a fax and put it on the bulletin board, or at least try to forward the guy to the correct Extension, but something inside me just said "Get this guy off the phone as quickly as possible no matter what the consequences."  Now I feel like a jerk for being so unnecessarily curt with him.  Why did I do that?

EDIT: In all honesty, I think the answer has something to do with this hangover I have.

[senorcorazon]

Praise to you for actually being honest instead of saying, "Oh yeah, I'll get that right up!"

Squash > Squish

[sonyasonya]

Hmm... I am a receptionist, and I have to say, I do that exact sort of thing all the time.  For whatever reason some people just rub me the wrong way, the instant I hear their voice, and I become incredibly stubborn, and refuse to help them out, for pretty much no reason at all.  I guess I just hate my job, and hate having to accomodate jerks!  The number of drinks the night before certainly does seem to have some influence.

[John Junk]

Okay sonya, that's good to know.  Yeah, my girlfriend seems to think I acted more or less appropriately as well.  The dude kinda sounded like he may have been a little crazy.  Like possibly schizophrenic or something.  I was convinced that if I gave him our fax number it would lead to countless crazy, 2012 proclamation faxes and such.  I do not envy you your receptionist job, that's for sure.

[Rainer]

My cubicle mate is LDS and when he casually asked me, "can I ask you a question?" I replied, "You wanna know where those golden plates are buried?"

[Josh]

My cubicle mate is LDS and when he casually asked me, "can I ask you a question?" I replied, "You wanna know where those golden plates are buried?"

"My friend Mike sent me a box of these. Will you wear one?"

[Tim K in DC]

My cubicle mate is LDS and when he casually asked me, "can I ask you a question?" I replied, "You wanna know where those golden plates are buried?"

"My friend Mike sent me a box of these. Will you wear one?"

Oh dear god. Please don't.

[Laurie]

My cubicle mate is LDS and when he casually asked me, "can I ask you a question?" I replied, "You wanna know where those golden plates are buried?"

Rainer, that's awesome.