So, ever had that email from a co-worker (technically, one of the vice presidents, but I'm working in a very small company) asking if you can do something, the same day that you were assigned for another big project (which, btw, you're supposed to report directly to the CEO. I don't think I ever sent him an email...), and then, after saying "sure, I can do this", you realize that was actually a pretty big request and it might take you longer than those 10 minutes you'd thought it'll take, and it'll get in the way of the other big project?
So, yes, I'm a little bit fucked here. Let's see if for once right hand knows what left hand is doing and the CEO will understand why I took care to less than a gazillion of records, instead the regular gazillion.
Huh. I apparently have a surprise waiting for me at home. When I watched the kids the other night, my friend slipped something into my purse. Except I haven't touched it except to get my wallet out of it.
Good thing she asked me if I'd emptied my purse out....
Nice.
Assuming my cable is still fixed when I get home tonight, I have to decide if I should confess to my boss and come into the office on Friday. I really really don't want to. Two weekends in a row mostly out of town make my life fall apart.
I hope it's not, like, a kitten, sarameg.
I'm pretty certain it isn't animate or perishable....
My toe aches. Adam Bede fell on it this morning. I hope taking the Lord's name in vain was a suitable revenge.
The gist of an e-mail I actually sent this morning:
Dear Coworker,
You sent your request after I left work yesterday, and you're demanding to know why I haven't completed your request 15 minutes after I've started work today.
Here is your request. Here are my hours. Here are the offices I support.
Please adjust your expectations.
Thank you,
Fucking Christ, I Haven't Even Had My Coffee Yet, You Jackass
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