ARC Phone Fiasco

(Verse 1)

We can't hear the customers, the phones just play pretend,

Paging's on vacation—will it ever work again?

Phones ring in a relay race, not a single team,

It asks me for a code, is this some kind of meme?

(Chorus)

Oh, ARC Command, our phones are quite the show,

Ring, ring, hang up, troubleshooting's slow.

Customers get angrier, their patience wearing thin,

Maybe we should switch to carrier pigeon!

(Verse 2)

We grab our cell phones fast, the desk ones just despair,

To change the store hours, weather—if only it were fair!

Routing’s like a puzzle with missing pieces true,

Troubleshoot for hours, what else can we do?

(Bridge)

If you touch MFA, the phones will bow and croak,

Construction’s like a prankster—another outage joke.

ARC Command, we’re laughing through the pain,

Praying for a dial tone, and dancing in the rain!

(Finale)

So raise your handsets high, and let your spirits sing,

May our Teams phone system someday find its ring!

We’ll conquer every outage, every code and echo, too,

Because at ARC Command, we make do—what else is new?