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Work this morning was like kindergarten. With two sixty-something women. Lady #1 claims that Lady #2 is always jabbing mean stuff at her and is snide. Lady #2 claims that Lady #1 is annoying and seeking attention.
Me thinks there's a some truth in both complaints.
Both agree on something: the other one shouldn't lay their dispute on me and ask me to fix the situation given that I'm "so young". I stopped being "so young" sometime in the previous millennium, but let's not go there. I'm their supervisor so it is my job. I suck at this part of said job because I'm bad with people, but it's still my job. I'm just so, so disappointed that I can't send both of them back to their desk to write a hundred time "I shall not bicker with my colleague in a place of work anymore" *g*
/whining
Me thinks there's a some truth in both complaints.
Both agree on something: the other one shouldn't lay their dispute on me and ask me to fix the situation given that I'm "so young". I stopped being "so young" sometime in the previous millennium, but let's not go there. I'm their supervisor so it is my job. I suck at this part of said job because I'm bad with people, but it's still my job. I'm just so, so disappointed that I can't send both of them back to their desk to write a hundred time "I shall not bicker with my colleague in a place of work anymore" *g*
/whining