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whoa. i'm back. rough week last week. this week my supervisor is out of town. i miss her. i've been working on halloween prep with the kiddies and this annoying "mini international friendship fair" thing. let's talk about the second.
i have to work with the irish lady upstairs. no problem. we have fun. in the middle august, i went up to pick a topic for the fair with her. we work togther but can do individual things. fine. we spend 2 hours and finally come up with something. the meeting was like pulling teeth. we decided on world art, though i'm not particularly interested. i was just happy to have a topic. so art: paintings, statues, dance, music, etc. nice and broad.
i go up often over the next 2 months, asking if she needs any help. has she figured out which part she'll do. no. i do a bunch of research and make an outline. show it to her. she says okay. she's still undecided. i say ok, i'll do this stuff myself and wait for her.
continue going to see her and ask about things.
two weeks ago she decides to focus on irish art. fine. whatever.
come monday, i see what she's up to. has done nothing. the fair is this weekend. whatever. not my problem. you see, i did my work and had my things translated into japanese 2 months ago because i knew i'd be busy with halloween. all i have to do is print out the pictures and tape them onto a few posters. i even have background music.
come tuesday. i go to see her to make sure she's got it under control. she's frantically taping pictures and descriptions onto a poster. she has outlined the art movements and printed out pictures of famous examples. in other words...most of my project. i was pissed. let her know. she apologizes, smiling, saying she was stressed because of halloween and couldn't think of anything. her bad. my ass.
i'm pissed. come downstairs and explain what happened to "nice office lady." nice office lady calms me down and says that everyone knows irish lady is selfish like this and pulls crap like this all the time. now i'm super-pissed. there's no way the language barrier between american and irish english could have prevented her from knowing what my oroject was. especially since i explained it many times over. with the help of nice office lady, i redid my project tuesday (til 1am) and wednesday. irish lady may now officially kiss my ass.
bu that's not all. she doesn't seem to realize i'm still annoyed. she continues to ask me to do translating and interpreting for her. for the sake of the office and the kids, i'll do it. but she'd better watch out. i'm not being a real stickler for accuracy here. i.e. "tell them that i really need the kids there from 4-8 every day next week" my translation "come when you can next week. 4 would be nice. no big deal, though." it's the little things that make me feel better. no big sabotage. i'm just still pissed. i should have translated it into "have the kids there at 4am. we'll be making imitation gucci wallets for sale at taiwanese night markets, so make sure they do their hand exercises before they come. and no snacks this time. they keep getting crumbs stuck in the linings."
so mad. and i will not forget.
i have to work with the irish lady upstairs. no problem. we have fun. in the middle august, i went up to pick a topic for the fair with her. we work togther but can do individual things. fine. we spend 2 hours and finally come up with something. the meeting was like pulling teeth. we decided on world art, though i'm not particularly interested. i was just happy to have a topic. so art: paintings, statues, dance, music, etc. nice and broad.
i go up often over the next 2 months, asking if she needs any help. has she figured out which part she'll do. no. i do a bunch of research and make an outline. show it to her. she says okay. she's still undecided. i say ok, i'll do this stuff myself and wait for her.
continue going to see her and ask about things.
two weeks ago she decides to focus on irish art. fine. whatever.
come monday, i see what she's up to. has done nothing. the fair is this weekend. whatever. not my problem. you see, i did my work and had my things translated into japanese 2 months ago because i knew i'd be busy with halloween. all i have to do is print out the pictures and tape them onto a few posters. i even have background music.
come tuesday. i go to see her to make sure she's got it under control. she's frantically taping pictures and descriptions onto a poster. she has outlined the art movements and printed out pictures of famous examples. in other words...most of my project. i was pissed. let her know. she apologizes, smiling, saying she was stressed because of halloween and couldn't think of anything. her bad. my ass.
i'm pissed. come downstairs and explain what happened to "nice office lady." nice office lady calms me down and says that everyone knows irish lady is selfish like this and pulls crap like this all the time. now i'm super-pissed. there's no way the language barrier between american and irish english could have prevented her from knowing what my oroject was. especially since i explained it many times over. with the help of nice office lady, i redid my project tuesday (til 1am) and wednesday. irish lady may now officially kiss my ass.
bu that's not all. she doesn't seem to realize i'm still annoyed. she continues to ask me to do translating and interpreting for her. for the sake of the office and the kids, i'll do it. but she'd better watch out. i'm not being a real stickler for accuracy here. i.e. "tell them that i really need the kids there from 4-8 every day next week" my translation "come when you can next week. 4 would be nice. no big deal, though." it's the little things that make me feel better. no big sabotage. i'm just still pissed. i should have translated it into "have the kids there at 4am. we'll be making imitation gucci wallets for sale at taiwanese night markets, so make sure they do their hand exercises before they come. and no snacks this time. they keep getting crumbs stuck in the linings."
so mad. and i will not forget.