So this morning, I decided, for a change, I was going to read the newspaper — the real one, not the online versions I ordinarily read — at my desk. Instead, today, however, I was going to go one step further.
As many of you may remember from such made-for-blog posts as “my company” and “my company part duh” (see “More Company Fun” for some enjoyment), my company has a habit of being the most passive aggressive I’ve ever worked for. Well, today it reached a new zenith. This morning, I was reading the Wall Street Journal (specifically an article on Judith Miller and journalistic freedoms, for those of you who care), and the controller…no, excuse me, Assistant Controller (its something I’ve heard ad nauseum, so I can’t screw it up)…came up to me and started talking.
Now, normal people would put the paper down and start to listen. I am not normal, however. Not only did I not put down the paper, I didn’t even move. I basically acted as if I didn’t hear her. So, as she started, “So, I called someone this morning…” at which point she realized I wasn’t listening. So, she just walked off. After a few minutes, she came back, and started talking. I was onto an article talking about the US Economy moving to a more service based economy as opposed to a manufacturing economy, and didn’t respond again. So, she walked off again.
This was becoming fun. So, I started doing it with other people as they came up to my desk. They were much more persistent, however. They’d just stand there waiting for me to notice them. That became annoying, so it began a standoff. I would keep reading. They would keep standing there.
Sometimes, I really love my work. Oh well, back to tormenting people…





July 12th, 2005 at 9:59 AM
Funny you mention that… my receptionist/administrative assistant had a long conversation with a Board member of mine about how it pisses her off that I keep working whenever she comes into my office to tell me about the horror stories of her life.
Trust me when I tell you, I didn’t believe there were enough hours in the day for this much crap to happen to one person… and everything is always about her life is and no one else. Got a hang nail? She will bring it back to a thirty minute story about how her ex-husband screwedcher in the divorce. Death in the Family? She will actually give you the history of the abusive people in her family and how they died.
Imagine that, pissed off because I am actually working and not listening to her long ass boring stories about her incredibly tragic life… boo hoo!!!
Oh, by the way, she also complained to said Board member that I didn’t give her an office with a door that she can close because the phones ring off the hook and people just walk up to her at her desk and it’s all very annoying. NO JOKE… this is the funny part… she is the receptionist/administrative assistant. The first responsibility in her job description, “1)Answer phones and greet general public/clients/business partners and all other personnel as they come into the building.”
I had never heard my Board Member laugh so hard or so long since I have been here.
Kudos to inept people!