BY SUSAN ESTRICH My son was in the other room on the phone, and he sounded like me, which is not always a good thing. By the time I caught on, he was asking for the supervisor’s supervisor. Usually, he gets mad at me when I lose it with customer service representatives, but here he was, channeling me at my worst. It had to be bad. It was. He and his girlfriend are moving. She […]
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