{{{Trudy}}}
I'm sorry you're stuck working with an asshat.
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{{{Trudy}}}
I'm sorry you're stuck working with an asshat.
Big boss is an ass.
I know it's tough when staff people are out. Hell, I'm usually the one who has to deal with rescheduling everything when it happens, but dude! not their fault.
I found out today that one of my coworkers was in a terrible car wreck on Monday. She's staying with her daughter since she has a skull fracture and one of her eyes has been...relocated.
I know her being out will piss little boss off, but you know, what is she going to do even if she's here? She can't see shit. Her head injury makes her nauseous if she so much as stands up.
It's like, we're not going through all this just to tick you off!
Trudy - that sucks and I hope that HR does the sensible thing and reassigns you.
I loved the "then just go home". Fuck off, Big Boss. Bug someone else with your tantrum. You'd have been happy for me to be sick yesterday when you were here.
Trudy - that sucks and I hope that HR does the sensible thing and reassigns you.
I really think that is the likely outcome -- they DON'T want to lose someone good they've trained. But I'm still sending around the resume.
{{{Trudy}}} Re-assignment~ma. Your boss is being unreasonable and hopefully HR will find a way to deal with her.
Phone: *Ring*
Me: You know it's Friday, right?
Phone: *Just...'Ring', okay?*
Me: Damn you to the deepest of hells.
Fuckcake O' the Day: Hey, Joe...it's JOE! Ha ha!
Me: How can I help you?
FCOtD: Wondering if you had an answer yet.
Me: To...?
FCOtD: We talked the other day.
Me: I received a great many calls a day. I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't recall yours.
FCOtD: But how many calls share your name?
Me: ...
FCOtD: (expectant pause for laughter and recognition)
Me: ...
FCOtD: Um. I think I ended up talking to (Other Person)
Me: I'll see if they're available.
My manager is due in my office sometime in the next hour. She flew down to do my annual review. I already know what my raise is (a nice 4% - not fantastic, but not horrid), so why am I so nervous? I feel like there are a zillion butterflies in my tummy.
Oh, and in kid news, CJ gets his braces off today. K-Bug is taking him to the ortho for me. Afterwards, she plans on buying him some Laffy Taffy.
Afterwards, she plans on buying him some Laffy Taffy.
and some Hershey's Kiss, kiss?
FCOtD: We talked the other day
t shares sympathetic shudder