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2003-08-01 - 3:34 p.m. OK No more Ms. Nice Guy Month end close. Stressful enough on its own. CFO is on vacation ... which means that my supervisor has become a prick. Fine. Usually I don't have to deal with him much (he hardly even checks on me - ever. They're damn lucky that I'm such an excellent independent worker). Except that my counterpart isn't here today. So I was told (not asked - told) that I would be doing her month end close work in addition to my own. Fine. Except that I've never done this before. And it was dropped in my lap with no instructions. And when I asked questions, I was told to "figure it out." LOVELY. And after I managed to "figure it out" I was given more stuff (that is not my job or hers) and asked "you've done this before, right?" - um NO. But everything is done. And now maybe, with an hour left in the workday, I can start my month end stuff. Can I tell you what unspeakable things I've envisioned doing to my supervisor today? No, you probably can't. Way to evil to admit to. But this song has been running through my head all day. One of my coworkers was chuckling - she's never seen me this flustered. Usually I'm the picture of calm - nothing ruffles my feathers. But I'm in rare form today. You'd be surprised. Really. TODAY WAS NOT THE DAY TO QUIT SMOKING! Pack of smokes and a couple of Long Island Iced Teas at the bar tonight and I might feel better.
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