I feel like I’m back in second grade. When tattling was, like, all the rage.
Now, I know that I’m a bit of a Chatty Cathy. Not in the gossipy sense, but just in the social sense. I love to talk. It should come as no surprise then, that when a friend of mine from work came down to my desk to chat with me yesterday, I was more than willing to oblige. We talked mostly about my wedding and honeymoon, a little about her upcoming nuptials and the upcoming birth of her first child. We went on for about 20 minutes give or take a few before my manager came in to my area.
She proceeds to inform us that M (previously mentioned here) “passed by” our area “several times” and noticed that we were chatting it up the entire time, and “maybe that’s why they’re so backed up”. Of course, he completely ignored the fact that I was gone for 2 weeks and since they didn’t offer any assistance to my co-worker she can only do so much as one person on a 2+ person job. Maybe that’s why we’re so backed up, ever think of that? Hm? And, I do believe that it’s M’s fault that we got backed up, as he had a “problem” with hiring another temp for some unknown reason.
Fortunately, my manager is like, a human being and not some robot birthed by this company, so she kindly advised us to stay on our toes while he’s around. “I don’t know anyone who doesn’t take a little break now and then.” she said. Phew, thank God for this lady!
I have no problem “keeping on my toes” but M better hope I don’t catch him dilly dallying any time soon. It wasn’t that long ago that I was sitting at a 2nd grade desk, (compared to his almost 40-year-old self) so I’m willing to bring tattling back with a vengeance.
You picked on the wrong little girl man, I can tattle with the best of ’em!
WHAT?!? what is this guy, like 7? puh-LEEZE! steer clear of that bozo.
theres one in every office.
I know it, right?! What can you do? By the way, check H’s blog, YOU’VE been tagged ;)
I couldn’t have said it better myself was viewed 25 times today!!! I can’t wait to go to work tomorrow and be escorted out of the building. Oh joy of joys!
P.S. M sounds like a dickhead! I guess that goes the same for N!
You could always put some of those whoppy cushions on his chair. He’s probably just lacking in “other” areas.
Vanessa, you humor me….