my boss is called george.
he's actually not even here. i think he couldn't bear the thought of the inevitable emotional farewell at 5 this afternoon, so he took the day off
he's pretty much hated me the whole time i've been here. he shouts at me for asking too many questions, and is still bearing grudges from the couple of times about six months ago that i pointed out things that made him look stupid. i've paid for them dearly. he's mean and grumpy and a bit tyrannical. he used to be in the navy. i think the military does that to you, lets you just talk to pople in a way that in the rest of the world would be called plain rude. anyway he never got over it. poor guy. he really loves his wife though, and she him..its just him at work..don't get that..
this afternoon i have straightened out all my wonderous spreadsheets that i've been working on for months, and got my stuff in order, thrown alot alot of paper in the recycling and thanked my lucky stars and my lovely lord that its nearly done....
to be honest, the agency seems to me to be one of the most pointless areas of government you can imagine. its not going to last very much longer though, so all the people that work here shan't have jobs in a year or so, which is sad. good for the treasury though. 20, 000 pounds every quarter on 400 mobile phones. 10, 000 pounds every quarter on first class train travel.
madness. and they do fuck all.
however, in the last seven months i have learned...
how to be a top-class rceptionista..
how to get excel to be your absolute bitch and do whatever you want it to do
(except how to make the values in a column into the values in a row instead, or vice versa..still not managed that one..)
how to do extreme filing
how to manage george so that i only get shouted at maybe once a week
that lotus notes is the single most irritating, time-wasting pain the ass ever
how to zip files and why it helps
lots of things about changing and editing phone extensions and how to set up phone groups so people in one room can answer eachother's phones without having to leave their own desk..
how to sudoku
how to use a franking machine without breaking it
how to break a laminator
how to befriend the one lady in the building that everyone else either hates or is scared of but who seems to want to adpot me
how to get the director to help you with the crossword
what an imei number is
that coronation chicken is my most consistently favourite sandwich
that i can still laugh..alot...even when i'm at a job i hate..
i really have laughed alot. i've moaned and grumbled and slagged the place but it has been good for me in many and unanticipated ways
agency, its been a blast
over and out
viernes, agosto 26, 2005
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