tab pt 1 b.j. pervs, airhorn

CW: sexual harassment, shitty job

Between calls I looked down at my phone, tabbed over to my bravo. Bus was still moving. I looked at Bravo's phone, flipped to the bus app and saw the bus was running very late. Must have been the wheelchairs. I tabbed back to Alpha and pressed enter on the ancient, clunky keyboard, starting the autodialer for another call. A few quiet tones, the line picked up, and I began my opener. "Hello, may I please speak with Nathan Craig?" Suddenly the earpiece was a deadly weapon, my head full of nothing but horrible noise. I hit a quick sequence on the ten-key and tabbed back to my bravo in a panic. Bravo's ears weren't ringing. I blinked, staring absently at the phone. "Fucking asshole!" I said, then glanced around. No reaction. Everybody was just staring off into nowhere, tabbed out. I tabbed back to Alpha, now gripped with a brutal headache. Every light was too bright.
An airhorn. "Fu-- mother hubbard," I corrected myself, mumbling. I looked to my left where Laurie was staring blankly at her monitor. The supervisor was hunched over next to her, staring at her screen as well. I couldn't imagine what possible use that was, until I saw his hand on her arm. As he stood to walk by me, he put his face up against her neck. Jesus. I felt sick. Twice sick, really.
Laurie snapped back. A quick rattat of the keyboard. "B.J. was there while you were tabbed out." She frowned, pulled out her phone, checked it and went rather pale as she started her opener on her next customer.
"Hello, my name is Megan Paisley, may I please speak with Nathan Craig?" Shit! I'd accidentally keyed the code for 'no answer' or something. I reached over and signalled her to cut the line, desperately waving for her attention. She lifted the earpiece away from her head to listen to me, and I heard the airhorn again. With a yelp, she flung the headset to the back wall of the cubicle. I'm going to call that a win...