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Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
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my designer ate at a yummy thai place for dinner. He didn't finish his food. So he got a doggy bag. And it's stinking up the theater now. Hello! There is a fridge in the greenroom! "nah, its too far away to walk". Grrrrrrrrrr.
No fair, omnis. This should only be allowable if he brought enough to share with everyone!
o no. He got spice level 10. no way my belly/sinuses/tastebuds could handle that (I usually get 3-5). Plus, festering in the theater, it actually smells kinda nasty, not yummy fresh at all.
There is a fridge in the greenroom! "nah, its too far away to walk". Grrrrrrrrrr.
Maybe if you worked in the Pentagon. I don't wish anyone food poisoning, but....
(Edited because it's too damn early and too damn cold and I therefore have no brane.)
It seems the tummy problems are contagious through the intertubes. I've had some mild problems the last few days but it got worse so I called in sick, which if what I have is contagious my coworkers will probably thank me.
No tummy problems over here - please.
Instead, I seem to be dinging myself up. I have bandaids on two fingers so far this morning. I am not a bandaid person, so this feels weird.
Come to work today. Boss is not here.
Go into HR for talk.
Big Boss IS mad that I've been out sick. I point out that this is unreasonable. HR person agrees. I point out that I need to be reassigned.
"Well, nobody is going to be happy with your attendance... you always have a good reason for being late, but you're late a lot"
"No I'm not"
"Well, Big Boss says you are"
"Well, I think we've established that Big Boss has unreasonable expectations. Have you checked the actual time sheets or are you taking her word for it?"
I was practically crying. "Look, I can't spend two days at home sick worried that my boss is mad. I need to be reassigned."
This is now my mantra "I need to be reassigned"
Then I get to hear about how big boss is rough on everybody. I point out how she's rough on me daily. This goes back and forth for a while. I tell HR person that I need to work half a day and go home (if we work half a day we can make up the time and don't need to use a sick day.) HR person tells me to send an email about the half day.
I send around the following to HR, Big Boss, Little Boss, Other Assistant:
I'm still very ill. I'm here but am going to do my best to leave by 1:30.
Thanks for your patience in the craziness,
TB
Big Boss replies (remotely, as she is out):
If you are very ill, then you should just go home now. N
Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I went and told HR chick that since I dragged myself into the office I'm not interested in using up one of my sick days. This is insane.
Asked HR chick if I need to start sending out my resume. She says "no". I'm thinking "yes".
It really can't be my problem that they can't deal with her. (which is their mantra -- "she's my boss too, I can't tell her no") Really? Then she's going continue to have a new secretary every 18 months or so and I don't think ANYBODY likes that.
It is entirely possible, btw, that in the upcoming shuffle that I will just be reassigned but that HR won't commit to that -- they are notoriously secretive about these things.
I pointed out the merits of reassigning: I keep my job, you keep a good secretary, boss gets her next secretary trained.
Man, I cannot deal with this -- particulary when sick as hell.