Evil Boss Thing
Apr. 3rd, 2003 03:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I can't understand why the labels have to get my Feudal Mistress involved with any emergency they have. It's not like I've ever let them down when there's a time-sensitive situation. In fact, I always go above and beyond the call of duty to ensure that nothing ever becomes an emergency! But nooooo! They have to get the tackhead boss involved to make it that much more difficult on me to try to help them.
For instance, I got back from lunch to find messages from Cary at RLG. He was frantic. He sent a service order for the wrong Rachel Proctor CD to be shipped out yesterday, so he needed the same service overnighted today, but for the correct CD. He copied my boss on the email and apparently called her as well as leaving me a voice mail message. So now she's involved, which meant I had to not only answer all of Cary's questions, but I had to repeat myself to her by answering the same damned questions for her. On top of that, she tends to hover over me when I'm trying to get the work done, like I just can't do it without her Divine Presence.
And just 5 minutes ago, she walks up to me and asks "Did you confirm with Cary that his service was going to ship out today?" No, you bubbleheaded slut, I didn't! I'm a moron and I had to wait for you to remind me that this was part of my general job description. Sheesh......I just want to rip that nappy hair right out of her head and shove in her mouth so I won't have to hear her anymore.
For instance, I got back from lunch to find messages from Cary at RLG. He was frantic. He sent a service order for the wrong Rachel Proctor CD to be shipped out yesterday, so he needed the same service overnighted today, but for the correct CD. He copied my boss on the email and apparently called her as well as leaving me a voice mail message. So now she's involved, which meant I had to not only answer all of Cary's questions, but I had to repeat myself to her by answering the same damned questions for her. On top of that, she tends to hover over me when I'm trying to get the work done, like I just can't do it without her Divine Presence.
And just 5 minutes ago, she walks up to me and asks "Did you confirm with Cary that his service was going to ship out today?" No, you bubbleheaded slut, I didn't! I'm a moron and I had to wait for you to remind me that this was part of my general job description. Sheesh......I just want to rip that nappy hair right out of her head and shove in her mouth so I won't have to hear her anymore.