I'm hoping our admin can do similar - "I'm covering for someone who is off on maternity and no one else is trained to fully cover my work".
unfortunately, a lot of people assume that anyone can do admin work. Except the people who actually do it or have done it.
So, remember the whole question about people calling you by your first name. So, I call the other guy that I like, first name guy answers the phone. I ask for other guy, he says "this is peter, can I help you?" I decide what the hell. I say "this is Miss Johnson, Stephanie Johnson" (like Bond, James Bond) and he says "Hi STEPHANIE, what can I do for you" WTF?!?!?!
I then say icily "I perfer to be called Miss Johnson" He says "oh". Then he asks if I got the certified letter. I say "I got the letter, it just appeared in my mailbox, not certified" He says "oh" again. I then ask him about something in the letter. He has no idea what I'm talking about. He says "well, if it's in the letter it's true" (I very helpfully don't say something like 'the last letter I got from you people said that we'd settle in March, so forgive my skepticism') I then said "well, if you don't know about it, I guess that you can't answer my question." I then ask him "What is my actual address?" It takes him THREE MINUTES of flipping around. He says "it's 123 Taylor Street. That's T-A-Y" "I said "believe me, I know how to spell it" (since I've been buying this place for TWO YEARS) he then snaps "look, I'm just trying to help you." I said "excuse me?" He then said "I'll have [other guy] call you." I said "thank you. I've been working with him for two years, and he's always been able to answer my questions" So I said good bye and hung up.
"I prefer to be called Miss Johnson"
Miss Jackson if you're nasty...
(sorry, earworm)
Miss Jackson if you're nasty...
Nora - glad you said it first.
Har.
No, my first name ain't baby
It's Stephanie--
Miss Johnson if you're an asshole
Vortex - you are right about the admin thing. I should have prepped her to say something about "working on a multi-year, $300 million dollar government contract and the monthly report, due out on the 20th, is worth about $2 million dollars".
Ugh with the clueless dude. What is it with people?
This kind of detail is really crawling up my crack today...for totally mememe reasons.
The whole Friends with Fela program has failed miserably and I'm in the notactuallyaproblem but grieving anyway phase.
Not so much for not being able to deal with his habits, but the age old "I miss having _fill in the blank_" woes. And by that, I mean both porn and other stuff...like companionship and being able to talk about geeky stuff with someone to whom I don't need to make excuses.
And the similarly age-old...how could my request that you do what you say you will do and be at least a little bit clear with me...be so damn hard?
I have gotten something good out of this latest phase though...the awareness of my lingering need to invite someone into my life who is awkward, mysterious, unclear and ultimately disappointing.
Universe? Can you hear me? I dearly, most sincerely would like to request the excision of this particular old habit right the frak now.
Love...mean it,
Me
Suzi, I hope your coworker is able to get out of jury duty.
The cable guy just left. Everything seems to be working except the phone jack in my office; he mumbled something about wires not being right, which I didn't understand.
The first weird thing I have noticed about the new place is that all the bedroom closet doors are mirrors, which is kind of unsettling.
GO JESS!! Little Alter just wants to do things in his own time.
Tea:
Yay, Jessica for actually getting a room! Easy-labor~ma!
