Work rantings...
I have come to really hate my job. My boss is awesome, and the people in my department are cool. It's the Apple fanboy, Wii fanboy, and a few other tech geeks that sit on all sides of me that are annoying. On top of them being very loud when I'm on a conference call, or any call for that matter, my new responsibilities just plain suck. For the last two months or so, I have been "the Lexmark guy". I basically order printers for clinics, which is more complicated than I can explain here. I truly hate it and it has stressed me out to the point where I'm downing a glass or two of wine on an almost nightly basis just to relax(me and Menage Au Trois red wine have become close friends lately).
So today, this bitchy lady calls me asking about two printers that she ordered a week before her clinic was supposed to open. It takes at least 10 business days to ship. She bitches at me because they still haven't arrived. What the fuck am I supposed to do about it? These printers were sitting on a truck in transit. I damn near told her to fuck off. I'm very close to just walking out, I mean it's only a temp job anyway, nothing to lose. Some of us were told we would be taken on permanently about a month ago, this has yet to happen.
Another clinic that I had helped get a printer to, sent the following to my boss:
"I am the clinic secretary for Clinic XXXX in Cincinnati. We recently had a need for a new Lexmark printer. Very long story, but we had never had one.
That being said, I just wanted to let you know what an outstanding job Charles did with making sure that everything was taken care of from the moment we made the request up until the moment it was installed. He actually processed the order for the printer the same day he received the request. I have never seen anyone respond so quickly. In fact, he was always courteous and prompt with everything I asked of him.
Basically, he just did a great job for us and we really appreciate it.
Please feel free to contact me with any questions
XXXX XXXXXX"
That definitely made me feel better, even though I hate getting praise like that. I mean, I'm only doing my job and I do try to do the best I can. I used to get the same kind of emails sent to my boss when I worked at Blue Cross.
On another note, that chick in the Butterfinger commercial is kinda hot, but that laugh...ugh! It makes me want to slap her with a candy bar.
So today, this bitchy lady calls me asking about two printers that she ordered a week before her clinic was supposed to open. It takes at least 10 business days to ship. She bitches at me because they still haven't arrived. What the fuck am I supposed to do about it? These printers were sitting on a truck in transit. I damn near told her to fuck off. I'm very close to just walking out, I mean it's only a temp job anyway, nothing to lose. Some of us were told we would be taken on permanently about a month ago, this has yet to happen.
Another clinic that I had helped get a printer to, sent the following to my boss:
"I am the clinic secretary for Clinic XXXX in Cincinnati. We recently had a need for a new Lexmark printer. Very long story, but we had never had one.
That being said, I just wanted to let you know what an outstanding job Charles did with making sure that everything was taken care of from the moment we made the request up until the moment it was installed. He actually processed the order for the printer the same day he received the request. I have never seen anyone respond so quickly. In fact, he was always courteous and prompt with everything I asked of him.
Basically, he just did a great job for us and we really appreciate it.
Please feel free to contact me with any questions
XXXX XXXXXX"
That definitely made me feel better, even though I hate getting praise like that. I mean, I'm only doing my job and I do try to do the best I can. I used to get the same kind of emails sent to my boss when I worked at Blue Cross.
On another note, that chick in the Butterfinger commercial is kinda hot, but that laugh...ugh! It makes me want to slap her with a candy bar.
Labels: butterfinger, wine, work
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