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Aug. 19th, 2009 01:16 pmThis morning, one of the women in the Pays Only 25% Of My Salary But Wants 75% Of My Time department came out to my desk and demanded that I drop everything I was doing to go and find a package that was missing. Sometimes packages are important, so I found someone to cover my desk -- Coworker Fail being absent today, all of the temps having been let go, and NewBoss (who is supposed to cover for me) being at an offsite -- and I went looking through every mail and storage room on every floor.
Finally, unable to find it, I asked the admin in the Department of Dread, "Okay, so when I get the mail I pass it on to you, where does it go from there?"
She led me back to that department's mail cubby shelf.
Where the woman's package was sitting in her mail slot.
Oh, calling her over to show her the package in her mail slot was sweet justice even if half my morning was shot to hell by the search, prior to that moment.
Also I thought I would get no lunch today, then NewBoss came back and said he'd sub in for me, but now NewBoss is 15 minutes late.
So I am eating a Clif bar and waiting for this day to END.
(Also of note: I've apparently trained myself to write best between ten and midnight; last night I put in my wordcount and did other things and then at 10:30 a switch flipped in my brain. Which is why I was up till 1am writing last night. Son of a bitch, my own brain is going to KILL ME someday.)
Finally, unable to find it, I asked the admin in the Department of Dread, "Okay, so when I get the mail I pass it on to you, where does it go from there?"
She led me back to that department's mail cubby shelf.
Where the woman's package was sitting in her mail slot.
Oh, calling her over to show her the package in her mail slot was sweet justice even if half my morning was shot to hell by the search, prior to that moment.
Also I thought I would get no lunch today, then NewBoss came back and said he'd sub in for me, but now NewBoss is 15 minutes late.
So I am eating a Clif bar and waiting for this day to END.
(Also of note: I've apparently trained myself to write best between ten and midnight; last night I put in my wordcount and did other things and then at 10:30 a switch flipped in my brain. Which is why I was up till 1am writing last night. Son of a bitch, my own brain is going to KILL ME someday.)
