These kids need to be taught the fine art of white lies. If he'd called in sick instead, there would have been some, "Uh-oh we're short a crew member," instead of, "What an idiot!"
Sorry if I seem snarky, smonster. I get kind of ragey lately with people's sleep issues since I haven't had more than a few hours of sleep at a time for over 2 years now (thanks, baby!). I've had to get myself up and into the office or to my computer in my home office every day anyway. My boss would call me out in a heartbeat if I called in tired. Sheesh.
Thank you, Dana. Cannot Brane. Have teh dum.
I need a new job as soon as possible. Life is too short to waste it here. Back to business as usual.
Monologue has been submitted. I'm all nervous again.
Fingers crossed, Sean! I know that must have been difficult for you to write and submit.
Not as hard as I thought it would be, but still hard. Next, I need to write something fluffy and frivolous.
We need a Buffista job bureau.
I stand corrected. He wasn't up reading last night. He was at a concert. This concert - [link] He's been talking about it all week, and even yesterday.
I also think (given the age group of the people you work with) that they may not understand the full implications of missing work. I think if you sit the person down and let them know what an inconvenience it is and that you appreciate their assistance, need it, and they also need to be there if at all possible when they promise to be, he might get it.
No, he knew. He knew that we have a crew of four, and that two went home very sick yesterday and would likely not be in again today, and he knew he was going to that concert. He knew we had an ambitious workload today, and he knows he is the strongest physically and the most technically capable. And he knew he was fucking us over by calling in. Like I said, one of his sick coworkers came in just because she didn't want it to be just me and one other.
Frankly, he's a spoiled brat and he doesn't give a shit. This is the one who sucks up to your face and talks shit behind your back, and by 'your' I mean 'my.'
Yup, pretty angry about it all.
But enough about my bullshit.
Maria, my love, I hope you find a job deserving of your fabulousness very soon.
Good on ya, Sean!
