Only 2 More Days

Apr 07, 2009 16:08

What really gets me irked is when I come in at 9am, after having stayed a little late the night before, and offered to stay later to get things under control, and finding out that I have to copy and bind two 100 -age documents 5 times each, and have them served on people all over downtown Ottawa, by noon. They couldn't have had me stay late last night to deal with at least the photocopying? I think they could have, and should have. This deadline isn't a surprise or anything, I was told it would be no problem. And this after I constantly complain to them that they aren't giving me enough time to realistically do this work and do it to the BEST of my ability.

Then I get shit on when a small mistake is made. "Why are Exhibits X and Y on the same tab?" "Well, maybe it's cause the tab says 'XYZ' on it, and I felt that was clear enough, as did you last night..." "Or maybe it was because I didn't want to waste an entire other package of tabs just to get ONE tab out to make a new one for that Y Exhibit?" It's not life-changing. In fact, it doesn't affect anything in this case except for your goddamn sensitivities...

And then, making me rebind two entire booklets just because the title page on our own working copies were incorrect - "No, scratching out the incorrect title and writing the correct one in pen could cause confusion." Fucking dumb fuck.

And worse... "Wait, does this mean that all the ones that went out to parties today were like that?" No, it didn't. It meant that because I was in such a hurry this morning - your fault - I sort of threw everything I didn't need to get to people right away in a pile on my desk. When I grabbed the stuff to make our working copies from, I grabbed the wrong title page. Gods forbid. Too bad I'm human right?

I know I'm just bitching for the sake of bitching, but goddammit I'm so happy that I won't EVER have to step foot into this god-awful place after Thursday at 5pm.
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