Work issues
Sep. 18th, 2008 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well... that was anxiety provoking.
I'm working the front desk and this woman calls. At first she's reasonably confused because I answer, "AJU Library, how may I help you?" and didn't know that the University of Judaism became American Jewish University. Nothing too earth shaking. Lots of people don't know that.
Then she wants to know if I can help her. Again reasonable.
She tells me she just found out that she's the child of a Holocaust survivor.
I'm still good.
I ask her how can I help her.
She starts saying how she's suffering from this syndrome that survivor's children get and she needs help and I start panicking, because it sounds like she wants me to give her therapy and she's not telling me she wants to look up certain books and she's sounding like she's about to cry and very desperate and SOOO I pass her off to the Rabbi, who THANK GOD was standing right there.
The good Rabbi talks to her for about ten minutes and then tells me that the woman didn't sound suicidal, but definitely needed help and she was going to call Jewish Family Services for her.
Still... It's got me all jittery.
One of the reasons why I hate working up front.
I'm working the front desk and this woman calls. At first she's reasonably confused because I answer, "AJU Library, how may I help you?" and didn't know that the University of Judaism became American Jewish University. Nothing too earth shaking. Lots of people don't know that.
Then she wants to know if I can help her. Again reasonable.
She tells me she just found out that she's the child of a Holocaust survivor.
I'm still good.
I ask her how can I help her.
She starts saying how she's suffering from this syndrome that survivor's children get and she needs help and I start panicking, because it sounds like she wants me to give her therapy and she's not telling me she wants to look up certain books and she's sounding like she's about to cry and very desperate and SOOO I pass her off to the Rabbi, who THANK GOD was standing right there.
The good Rabbi talks to her for about ten minutes and then tells me that the woman didn't sound suicidal, but definitely needed help and she was going to call Jewish Family Services for her.
Still... It's got me all jittery.
One of the reasons why I hate working up front.
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Date: 2008-09-18 07:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-18 07:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-18 08:43 pm (UTC)... incidentally, what is this syndrome that survivor's children get? I'm a nosy Psychology student.
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Date: 2008-09-19 03:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-19 06:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-18 09:42 pm (UTC)Sadly, this did not stop men from calling our receptionist and describing their symptoms to her. You could hear her all over the office -- "Sir, sir, I am not a doctor!"
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Date: 2008-09-19 04:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-19 01:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-19 02:20 pm (UTC)But what do I know? The closest I come to that sort of thing is that my grandfather was held in an East German jail for 9 hours sometime in the 50's or 60's because they stopped the tour bus and decided he was a Dutch spy.
He wasn't.
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Date: 2008-09-19 04:50 pm (UTC)