I have had a sucky day today. →[More:]
It started with the Complainant from Hell. I had a telephone appointment to call him at 8am. I called him on the dot of 8. He answered and said "Is that Jan?" (I hate it when people I do not know and deal with in a professional capacity only call me by my first name). "Yes, Mr C******" I replied. "Can you hold on a minute?" he asked. "Of course" I said.
So I held. And held. And held. For nine minutes.
Then one of my team members came over to ask me something. "Oh" she said, "I didn't realise you were on the phone". "I'm on the phone to Mr C****** but I think he's put the receiver to one side and walked away".
At which point he barked "Who were you just speaking to?" and I said "a team member." He said "You just made a false statement about me, I did not walk away from the phone". "I do apologise" said I, "you asked me to hold and I've been holding. I thought you had put the receiver down. But I'm ready to continue whenever you are."
"Ready to start, you mean."
"Yes. Whenver you're ready."
More silence, another minute or so. So I said "Are you ready to begin?"
Anyway, I managed to get some further details from him about the complaint against one particular company which I am investigating (I work for a dispute resolution service). This complaint has 8 parts to it, and one of the parts has another 32 separate complaints contained within it.
But he has now made a formal complaint to our Service Review Team about me, saying I made a "false statement" about him, the fucker, the prick, the nasty piece of shit bastard.
And tomorrow I have to call him again about another of his complaints against a different company, which again is multi-stranded. I am dreading it because I know it'll result in me doing or not doing something which will cause him to complain about me.
The only comfort in having to deal with this man is that I know it's not me, it's him. He has probably around 50 or 60 complaints going through our service at the moment (all of them multiple complaints) and I am dealing with only two of them.
Last year we had a presentation from a psychiatrist who's made a study of people like him, and there's actually a clinical definition - morbidly querelous. But that doesn't help when you are doing your best and whatever it is will never, ever be right. All I can do is cover my back and make sure my file notes are detailed and comprehensive, and that I am polite to him on the phone, because our calls are recorded. So at least that will exonerate me on this current complaint about me.
I also have more suckiness to report, but will do that in a minute.