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Not my most shiningest moment
So, the Supervisor comes around again. "Can we meet later about the files?"
[I hate this "meet later" shit. Just tell me now. We don't need to schedule it. I'm here, you're here. Spill it.]
So, I say, "Can you just tell me now?"
Well, one of the other secretaries is getting her panties all in a bunch about filing that needs to be sorted. And she doesn't have time. And she's so busy. And it's got to be done this special way.
And I point out that if she wants her filing done a special way, that's not MY job. It's HER filing.
I was a little bitchy.
But dammit, I'm getting sick of the politics and maneuvering and manipulation.
I liked this job. I really did. I hope this is something I can weather, because I don't really want to go looking for another job. But damn, are these people really grating on me right now.
[I hate this "meet later" shit. Just tell me now. We don't need to schedule it. I'm here, you're here. Spill it.]
So, I say, "Can you just tell me now?"
Well, one of the other secretaries is getting her panties all in a bunch about filing that needs to be sorted. And she doesn't have time. And she's so busy. And it's got to be done this special way.
And I point out that if she wants her filing done a special way, that's not MY job. It's HER filing.
I was a little bitchy.
But dammit, I'm getting sick of the politics and maneuvering and manipulation.
I liked this job. I really did. I hope this is something I can weather, because I don't really want to go looking for another job. But damn, are these people really grating on me right now.