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Some 12-year-old came up here and asked me to "file these folders" away for him.

I think he's a LITTLE BIT CONFUSED about my job. Not only did he walk all the way up the stairs PASSING BY the filing cabinets to make it to my desk, but came here only to be spanked and sent back to his oriface. *snorts*

I have to say in my defense that NO job is "too small" for me. I'll work my ever-loving butt off to get things done, which yesterday included cleaning up the fax-copy area. But for someone to go that far out of the way to make a power play (or whatever it was) I won't deal with. Ever.

WTH. This goes along with that whole, 20-something-year-old entitlement thing I've been preaching since forever. Lazy, and feel like everyone owes them something. Maybe I should put -- in 72 pt. font -- my job description on my door. What? Because I'm a chick, I'm the one who files shiite? LOLOLOL.

GAWD.

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pleepleus
Feb. 1st, 2008 08:19 pm (UTC)
I love those people. Uh, dude, this is NOT 1950. File your own damn papers.
none_too_subtle
Feb. 1st, 2008 09:27 pm (UTC)
Not just that, but I'm his SENIOR. I wonder if he's been informed of that yet or not? LOLOL. I laughed at him (really loud) and sent him scuffling and sniffing out of my office.

It was beautiful.
writerwench
Feb. 1st, 2008 08:32 pm (UTC)
Heeheehee.... I don't suppose he'll be asking you to do his filing again. Goodoh, one down, 10938537 males to go!
none_too_subtle
Feb. 1st, 2008 09:28 pm (UTC)
/Most/ of those I work with know what my job description is, as well. I guess this guy thought that since I was "the closest female" to the file room, it was *my* job. There are also three men around me, mind you, who are UNDER me.

ARGH!
padiwack
Feb. 1st, 2008 08:40 pm (UTC)
I would have loved to have been a bug on the wall to witness that little incident!
none_too_subtle
Feb. 1st, 2008 09:29 pm (UTC)
Hahahah. It was hilarious, seriously. The look on his face was /priceless/. You would've thought I'd just taken his pants down around his ankles and flogged him after taking away his teddy bear. No kidding. LOLOLOLOL.
ayoub
Feb. 1st, 2008 09:40 pm (UTC)
What a little gobshite!
none_too_subtle
Feb. 2nd, 2008 01:17 am (UTC)
You're right; others have said the same.

I'm HAPPY to do whatever needs to be done, especially when others are trying just to make it through the day. I don't /mind/ helping ANYone do ANYthing. But this guy was just plain lazy. Mom and dad failed in their job of teaching him ANY responsibility. Ugh.
summercamp
Feb. 1st, 2008 11:14 pm (UTC)
I think you should tell him that you're going to have a talk with his mother about his manners when she comes to pick him up...
none_too_subtle
Feb. 2nd, 2008 01:18 am (UTC)
Bingo - you hit it. He has ZERO social skills.
lefthand_path
Feb. 2nd, 2008 02:49 pm (UTC)
...but did you file the folders?
none_too_subtle
Feb. 2nd, 2008 04:06 pm (UTC)
What folders? He was gone so fast I could feel the wind whipping through my hair. lol
lefthand_path
Feb. 2nd, 2008 04:21 pm (UTC)
were you heading into work this morning?
none_too_subtle
Feb. 2nd, 2008 04:40 pm (UTC)
As soon as it warms up. I'm in a LOT of pain right now (last night, woke up twice having to take Ultram). I feel wretched. But yes, that's what I'm doing in a little bit.
lefthand_path
Feb. 2nd, 2008 05:09 pm (UTC)
i was hopin that you weren't going in. working on saturday is the suck. good luck, at least you won't have to put up with the crawl hour traffic
none_too_subtle
Feb. 2nd, 2008 06:42 pm (UTC)
I'm going in mainly for aesthetic reasons, so ja. Right now, though, I'm still in quite a bit of pain so...*le sigh*

I'll be up in about 30. Got to, or it'll never get done.
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