Monday, 23 October 2006

From the desk of DV, Number One minion, Salt Mines Incorporated

Memo 1
There is a certain type of person who walks up to you at work and asks 'what do you do?'

Not 'Hello, my name is Pratty McTool, I've just started here, which section do you work in', or even just 'Hi, my name is Pratty McTool, how are you'.
No we go for straight for the 'what do you do' line.
You know the type I'm talking about.
One of them has just started on this floor.
I'm not in a pleasant mood today.
It wasn't pretty.

Memo 2
One of the (many and varied) things I do at work is run a report that lists everyone who has taken excessive sick leave. Oh the glamour of working down the salt mines (tm)

I then attach a letter to it the bosses and wait for them to come back to say that the person needs to produce certificates for sick leave for next 6mths or if it's all fine and there's a good reason for their leave. This report is not something I personally have control over. It's generated by the system.
So, if your boss had had a quiet chat to you about your sick leave, would you;

a) accept that you may need to be careful in the near future and not take it personally.
b) bitch and moan loudly for the next 30minutes that you are being persecuted and demand that my boss speaks to me regarding this issue as you are being singled out and what business do I have querying your sick leave anyway.

That's what I thought.

Really not a good day.


DestructoMeg said...

oh fanTAStic. Souds like there's a need to the invisible slap fairy (as opposed to the invisible slapper) to pay your workplace a visit. They won't see her but oh boy will they feel that well-deserved slap round the face.

Wenchilada said...

Dumb dumb dumb dumb duuuumb!

worldpeace and a speedboat said...

invisible slap fairy. how pissed were you to think of that one? ;)

Miss Krin said...

ooo, sounds like you are having fun. Just remember I am now a short email away from coffee bitch if ever you need it.