Glade of the King

I have too many stories going outside the computer. I really need someone to type for me. I continue to be devoted to scribbling with pen and ink. I force myself to translate my script to digital text, but I continue to find excuses to keep writing new ideas instead.

Thursday, August 19, 2004

Today is the last day like today will ever be. Actually the last few weeks have been a sort of high pressure mix of deadlines, and training. Someone from our office is leaving and they are not replacing her some we are all getting new duties, plus they are dragging in people from other departments to help fill the gaps. This whole time we are trying to teach the people inheriting things what they need to do, while having other people try to teach us. If this wasn't enough to do the BOSS has added a big drive to clean up all the little messes which are involved in these duties. These messes do not go away. They are inherent in the job. If I can manage to remove every problem before I lose the duties, I can almost guarantee (aside from a complete collapse in our customer base) the same problems will be back and multiplied since the people handling them have never done so before. The problem in the system of course is the customer themselves. Unless he (the BOSS) can make all the customers stand in line, never get confused, always pay whatever we say with no question... Yeah not going to happen.. But I'm off for the weekend after tonight until Tuesday and all the new divisions will be in effect on Monday so everyone has a whole day to troubleshoot and try to work out the bugs before I get back. I didn't plan this on purpose but it really works out. Almost everyone in my office is a panic explosion waiting to happen, so I imagine a lot of chatter, sniping maybe even some crying. Women in an office can be so cruel to each other, but that same cruelty seems to just slide by me.. Lesson? I don't care if miss too much perfume, or miss diets twice a month, or miss smokes 25 cigarettes a day during work, or miss must follow every period of the rules and smile at the same time no matter what before I break down quietly at home (yeah I got your number), think of me or say about me. Just leave me be, we'll have small talk and I won't think of you once I leave the front door of this office..

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