Brenda - I'm not sure I know what you mean by "you need to make absolutely sure that the fact that the help isn't forthcoming before it comes back to bite you in the ass".
I'm not confrontational. Shoot, I haven't talked with my boss about this at all, even though she was cc'ed on all the e-mail traffic this morning.
I am the only accountant who does not work in the Boise office. The contract I work on is pretty specialized so it is hard to break off work without full out training someone. Which I have offered to do, but the PTB decided that delegating small bits would work better. Yah. Ok.
I'm just in a gumpy ass mood - if you haven't guessed. I usually TRY to keep that stuff under the surface, but it ain't working today. SMITE!!!!
Oooooh, I need Aimee!!!
t appears in a cloud of glitter
You rang?
Smite all of Boise for me? Or at least the accounting grunts who are making my life miserable.
Pretty please, with glitter on top?
Well. I don't know. They have to live in Boise.
I don't know if even MY smiting skills can make them more miserable.
Well, it sounds like you're pretty overwhelmed with work with your assistant out. So if the day comes when you really get snowed, I think it'll be helpful to have already made an issue of not having the support you needed, since after the fact people just tend to write it off as bellyaching.
Brenda - I'm not sure I know what you mean by "you need to make absolutely sure that the fact that the help isn't forthcoming [is widely known and or documented] before it comes back to bite you in the ass".
Ah, left some key words out.
Sigh. I guess you are right, Aimee. Darn it.
Oh, insent, btw.
What's the problem again, sj? I must have missed it.
You didn't miss it. I didn't want to post everything here yet.
Sigh...just spent my usual Tuesday night, when I chase Mal around with a rag because the nanny's used a tamping rod to get food down him because "He's too thin!"
Too thin? You know, I hope, that I think you have a physically beautiful child. I do. I think he's simply gorgeous. I never once thought him too thin (I don't think him too fat, either, but too thin?). From the photos, he is wonderfully proportioned, and his cheeks are bite-able.
I called back, and I am now convinced that the world is mostly filled with dishonest people. Here is the situation. We move some of my stuff in yesterday, it was a beautiful day, and everything got done easily. Things were going way too smoothly. Then, the owner comes and she drops the bomb that "of course you know I am actively trying to sell the place". WTF?!? No one informed us of this ahead of time, and I am paying over $700 to move and we might have to move again in a couple of months if it sells? I just spoke to the agent and he said no one mentioned it to us because there is only about a 1% chance that she will be able to sell it without taking a huge loss, and he doesn't think that she is willing to take that loss. I am so confused. I don't know what to do. Do we unpack all our stuff, get settled in, buy a washer and dryer like we planned to?
