Dis an Dat
I haven’t posted in a while, so thought I’d catch up, while I’m waiting for the computer program that I use for 99% of my work to come back up…
Cats. Again, why? Just in general. Why? The 5 seem to be getting along as well as they’re going to. Ms. Purrsy, aka Purrsephone, still hates everyone, though she has taken to wandering the whole house, instead of hiding in just one room, and she has deemed be fit to pet her, on occasion, but she “complains” the whole time. The rest have taken to taking turns sleeping on my nightstand. I’ve discovered the futility of keeping anything on said nightstand, including my eyeglasses when I’m sleeping. I’ve got to keep them in a drawer, to keep them from being knocked off, sat upon, or slept upon… Now, if I can just keep them from knocking the lamp over onto my head in the middle of the night… Oh, and could we please not hork up hairballs in the middle of the bed? Wouldn’t really be too much of a problem, as the 2nd set was in the wash. But that’s another problem. (See below.)
The “Hot Water Heater Incident” is now closed. It cost a grand that we really didn’t have, but it has been replaced. A complaint was made to Lowe’s, regarding their lack of service, but that all, essentially, came to naught. The corporate office referred me back to the local store, which is where the problem was. The manager apologized, and said that they were in the process of hiring a plumber who could install gas heaters for their installation team. Fat load of good that does me. No offer of reimbursement for the additional costs incurred as even offered. They did offer us 10% off on our next project purchase… Gee. Thanks.
In other kaput type news, our washing machine died last night. Yay! Just what we need, another mechanical failure! It happened to go out while the “backup” sheets mentioned above were being washed. Now we’re stuck with a non-functioning washer, full of half-washed laundry. Laundry that we happen to have a fairly decent need for… The good news is that I think that I might be able to fix it myself, if I can find the part to a 10 year old washer, and the time to fix it.
One of my tires is also going flat, so that’ll have to be replaced, in the not so very distant future. Sigh.
The upside is that Sheeps finally got a job. She got the one we were hoping for, so things are looking up. The downside is that she doesn’t start until Friday, so we won’t see any actual income for a while. Oh, well. At least she’ll be working.
In local news, we passed some protestors on our way to the SCA meeting last night. They were holding up signs that read, “Protect our children!” and “Keep men out of the women’s room (and vice versa)”. They were looking for people to stop and sign their petition to get a citizen written law on the ballot to stop this. Uh… WTF? Well, it seems a local ordinance was passed to allow transgendered individuals the right to use the “proper” restroom. Apparently this is an opportunity for every sexual predator out there. Yeah, ‘cause if some sicko is feeling like molesting a woman, he would be stopped by a 2” by 6” placard that says “Women”. Say I go to a local restaurant, drink my standard 3 gallons of unsweet tea, and have to tinkle? But ho, the Men’s is out of order. Do I dash outside to find a fairly inconspicuous tree, or take my chances on slipping into the unoccupied Women’s to relieve my overburdened bladder? The tree’ll only net me a ticket. Citizen’s laws are so screwy that I’d probably end up in jail if I chanced the wrong loo. What a joke. Grow up people, and get with 21st century.
Work. Joy. We have one girl out on maternity leave, which increases everyone’s workload. Last week, another girl was on vacation. Daryl, the idiot, was on his last week of his two week’s notice, but didn’t bother coming in to work. Last Friday was what we call “switch” day, which is the last day of the month to get applications in to switch new customers to our company by the 1st of the following month. Otherwise, it is the 1st of the *next* month… Switch day is always very busy. So it was an absolute joy this month. On Monday, I get a “nasty-gram” from our supervisor. Seems one of the marketers wrote a note in the system on one of the accounts, but didn’t actually make the update she said she did. Nor did she send out an email saying she’d changed it (even though she didn’t…) “C” (who is on vacation, mind you), whose job is to monitor and prompt updates, didn’t catch it. “D” is her backup (he didn’t bother showing up, remember?), and he didn’t catch it either. “L” is the 2nd backup. (Guess which girl she is? Yep, maternity leave.) Nowhere in that “chain” does my name appear, and yet I was included in the raving email about no one doing their job. I was told that I was included as I am part of the team, and we all need to come together that something like this doesn’t happen again. Um… How about this? How about we don’t have marketers write notes about things they didn’t do. How about when they DO write things that they didn’t do, and don’t send out emails saying they did what they wrote that they did, but didn’t do, we don’t have a girl on vacation whose backup has quit and 2nd backup is out on maternity leave? WTF? Sometimes supervisors are out of their freaking gourds…
Well, according to the email I just got, the system is back up and running, so time to try and slam out some work. And hope that no one makes changes that they don't make. Or at leasts emails about not doing it... Uh, what?
Cats. Again, why? Just in general. Why? The 5 seem to be getting along as well as they’re going to. Ms. Purrsy, aka Purrsephone, still hates everyone, though she has taken to wandering the whole house, instead of hiding in just one room, and she has deemed be fit to pet her, on occasion, but she “complains” the whole time. The rest have taken to taking turns sleeping on my nightstand. I’ve discovered the futility of keeping anything on said nightstand, including my eyeglasses when I’m sleeping. I’ve got to keep them in a drawer, to keep them from being knocked off, sat upon, or slept upon… Now, if I can just keep them from knocking the lamp over onto my head in the middle of the night… Oh, and could we please not hork up hairballs in the middle of the bed? Wouldn’t really be too much of a problem, as the 2nd set was in the wash. But that’s another problem. (See below.)
The “Hot Water Heater Incident” is now closed. It cost a grand that we really didn’t have, but it has been replaced. A complaint was made to Lowe’s, regarding their lack of service, but that all, essentially, came to naught. The corporate office referred me back to the local store, which is where the problem was. The manager apologized, and said that they were in the process of hiring a plumber who could install gas heaters for their installation team. Fat load of good that does me. No offer of reimbursement for the additional costs incurred as even offered. They did offer us 10% off on our next project purchase… Gee. Thanks.
In other kaput type news, our washing machine died last night. Yay! Just what we need, another mechanical failure! It happened to go out while the “backup” sheets mentioned above were being washed. Now we’re stuck with a non-functioning washer, full of half-washed laundry. Laundry that we happen to have a fairly decent need for… The good news is that I think that I might be able to fix it myself, if I can find the part to a 10 year old washer, and the time to fix it.
One of my tires is also going flat, so that’ll have to be replaced, in the not so very distant future. Sigh.
The upside is that Sheeps finally got a job. She got the one we were hoping for, so things are looking up. The downside is that she doesn’t start until Friday, so we won’t see any actual income for a while. Oh, well. At least she’ll be working.
In local news, we passed some protestors on our way to the SCA meeting last night. They were holding up signs that read, “Protect our children!” and “Keep men out of the women’s room (and vice versa)”. They were looking for people to stop and sign their petition to get a citizen written law on the ballot to stop this. Uh… WTF? Well, it seems a local ordinance was passed to allow transgendered individuals the right to use the “proper” restroom. Apparently this is an opportunity for every sexual predator out there. Yeah, ‘cause if some sicko is feeling like molesting a woman, he would be stopped by a 2” by 6” placard that says “Women”. Say I go to a local restaurant, drink my standard 3 gallons of unsweet tea, and have to tinkle? But ho, the Men’s is out of order. Do I dash outside to find a fairly inconspicuous tree, or take my chances on slipping into the unoccupied Women’s to relieve my overburdened bladder? The tree’ll only net me a ticket. Citizen’s laws are so screwy that I’d probably end up in jail if I chanced the wrong loo. What a joke. Grow up people, and get with 21st century.
Work. Joy. We have one girl out on maternity leave, which increases everyone’s workload. Last week, another girl was on vacation. Daryl, the idiot, was on his last week of his two week’s notice, but didn’t bother coming in to work. Last Friday was what we call “switch” day, which is the last day of the month to get applications in to switch new customers to our company by the 1st of the following month. Otherwise, it is the 1st of the *next* month… Switch day is always very busy. So it was an absolute joy this month. On Monday, I get a “nasty-gram” from our supervisor. Seems one of the marketers wrote a note in the system on one of the accounts, but didn’t actually make the update she said she did. Nor did she send out an email saying she’d changed it (even though she didn’t…) “C” (who is on vacation, mind you), whose job is to monitor and prompt updates, didn’t catch it. “D” is her backup (he didn’t bother showing up, remember?), and he didn’t catch it either. “L” is the 2nd backup. (Guess which girl she is? Yep, maternity leave.) Nowhere in that “chain” does my name appear, and yet I was included in the raving email about no one doing their job. I was told that I was included as I am part of the team, and we all need to come together that something like this doesn’t happen again. Um… How about this? How about we don’t have marketers write notes about things they didn’t do. How about when they DO write things that they didn’t do, and don’t send out emails saying they did what they wrote that they did, but didn’t do, we don’t have a girl on vacation whose backup has quit and 2nd backup is out on maternity leave? WTF? Sometimes supervisors are out of their freaking gourds…
Well, according to the email I just got, the system is back up and running, so time to try and slam out some work. And hope that no one makes changes that they don't make. Or at leasts emails about not doing it... Uh, what?
posted by Turtle at 3:39 PM
2 Comments:
Does your boss have pointy hair, by any chance?
No, I don't have a Dilbert boss... She's actually a very intelligent woman.
The problem lies in that I do admin work for a busy sales call center. All of the supervisors are "sales" oriented supervisors. They're very focused on keeping the call center functioning and keeping sales up. Unfortunately, they are not well suited to supervise administrative/clerical types. We should have a separate supervisor, one who understands the workings of such types, but alas...
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