I Don’t Give A Damn About My Bad Reputation
Posted in Job on 02/09/2010 08:13 am by Jenn* This occured on Monday, I just wanted to take some time to calm down a bit before I published it*
So I came into work this morning and I was the only one here. Apparently M, who does customer service, wasn’t in this morning, but no one tells me that despite the fact I am only in at this ungodly hour because of service. So I could at least have gone for a coffee or something.
I was getting so mad (this is really just one of many many many things that drives me crazy about this place which is why I have worked out an alternate schedule for myself which amounts to me being temporarily unemployed) so I called MPW to vent a bit. Well, one of my coworkers came in (an hour and half after I started btw) and may definitely overheard some language unbecoming of a lady as I extolled the virtues of punching people in the face and pouted about how under-appreciated I am. Ha.
So, this coworker goes to reception and a call comes in. Obviously M is not in because her station is empty and you can’t hear her swearing at customers on the phone, yet the receptionist proceeds to page her at her desk. Then he picks up the line and tells the customer M won’t be in til 10.
So…you knew she wasn’t going to be in, you were just trying to cover your tracks so you would not be the recipient of said punch in the face.
Apparently my reputation proceeds me.
Oh, and M did come in at 10 and has proceeded to spend 15 minutes clipping and filing her nails at her desk. And let’s not even talk about the service manager’s disdain for anyone not Italian and from the village of his “paisan” or whatever.
Yeah, That Just Happened!













