Dearies, this Frump will never be able to work for the CIA or Secret Service. While working with client, Frump needed to get additional information from a different department. Fine, said client, but don’t tell them you’re not on staff! Don’t let them call you at home! And for heaven’s sake, don’t tell them your real name! What is extremely odd about this is the other department, housed in the same building as the client’s main department, probably already knows that Frumpie is not an employee. Or do they think Frumpie, like Elvis, has left the building?
What’s utterly maddening is that Frumpie was unable to reach the department and could not leave a message, for where would I have told them to call? Frumpie did get a call from the client’s other department. Client seems to have forgotten that most phones have caller ID. The department contact simply hit redial. No questions were posed, no curiosity shown: just a human on the line who wanted to help and didn’t think twice about doing so.
Your secret is safe with me, client, but only as far as I can control said secret. I am not responsible for technological advances that foil your plans.
February 16, 2009 at 4:04 pm |
Well, I have to admit that this is a new one for me as well. Just when you think clients can’t get any whackier, they do. So who exactly is the check being made out to if they can’t know your real name?
February 16, 2009 at 4:04 pm |
Forgot to mention that maybe you should have identified yourself as “Writing Frump” when you made the call. ;o)
February 16, 2009 at 4:16 pm |
I have wondered myself about their billing process, Irreverent. It’s such a fickle bunch if they think there should be secrecy surrounding their projects. May I add that it’s a female-run organization? Never have I worked with women management that there weren’t all these odd little complications.
As long as the check clears, we shall press on and call ourselves Frump.