My boss sent me an email...telling me to email an author to let the author know he will be receiving a galley. Wouldn't it have taken the EXACT SAME amount of time for her to just email the author herself? And then save me -- and by extension, the AMA -- the time it takes to send that email? (Which is a small amount of time, but still billable and ridiculous.)
My boss loves to do that shit -- I can hear her from my office, asking someone else to ask/tell me something. Why???
What kind of paperwork do I actually need to produce in order to rent in San Francisco?
I dunno, but I think in Boston I only needed paystubs. In New York, I'm pretty sure I needed tax returns. So somewhere between those, I bet?
Gah, meara, that is frustrating as hell. (Also, per our conversation at dinner I checked my fridge and I do NOT have a can holder in my fridge. I do, however, have a drawer in my dishwasher I had no idea was in there.)
A drawer you did not know was there?? How does that work?
I am currently ensconced with margarita. I have a conference call in an hour and several more hours of work to do but damn do I need this drink. (Told boss that I was over allocated and would not be able to do the trip to Boston she wanted me to do, and she was all "yeah, sorry, but we are getting a lot of pressure to get it done" and I managed to NOT respond "IDGAF about the pressure because I'm not doing it. Fire me if you want"
My boss loves to do that shit -- I can hear her from my office, asking someone else to ask/tell me something.
My boss used to call me to come into her office so she could tell me something. It was never anything she couldn't have told me on the phone, she just prefers F2F contact. Sometimes she'd call to tell me she was sending me an email, and after I read it I should come into her office to discuss it. It was never sensitive information, or a scolding; those she'd deliver right at my desk in front of God and everybody. In conclusion, telecommuting is great.
A drawer you did not know was there?? How does that work?
It's a very, very shallow drawer up at the very top of the dishwasher. I think it's meant for utensils and such. I found out about it because I had a large plastic cup in (what I thought was) the upper rack that caught on the true upper rack. Fun times.
Argh, meara. And Tep. Jesse too. It's all bullshit.
So our initial response to a Denver Water RFP got through to the emailed Q&A level, and I just got notification that we've made it to the in-person interview stage. Heading to Denver 7/21-22 (may be the 22-23rd, since the interview is not until the afternoon). Take that, work. Maybe it will be enough to save my job even if it isn't 25 orders immediately.
Near as I can piece together(still have never watched the last season) Gary says good bye to his friends and is hit by car on his bike offscreen(He has a wife that none of his posse really likes and a new baby)
Timelies all!
Dragging myself through the week.
I hope so, Maria.
Oh, those kinds of things, I always just forwarded the boss' email to the intended target. If I got flack for it, I C&P'd the email to me, addressed it to the target, and put my boss' email in the 'from' line. "Just keepin' you in the loop, boss."
For lo, I am a vindictive and petty passive aggressive person and you do not want to get shirty with me. I can be wide-eyed and deliberately obtuse when called for, too. "But it's so much simpler and saves so much time for you to send it once, to the target, than send it to me and have me repeat the process. I was just saving time and *helping* you!" I'm gonna get yelled at anyway. Might as well get my "you idiot"s in.
But that's me, and nobody's livelihood depends on my dreadful skills, so there you are.
Good luck, Maria
Woes, I had one bite of my dinner and dropped it on the floor. Good day for the dog; the one bite I had was delicious.
