Tuesday, October 08, 2002
I'm not a morning person to begin with. Never have been. All of my friends know to avoid me for the first couple hours of the day, or else they get their neck snapped in two. And without apology.
Rita and I, although we work ten feet from eachother all day, even take different subways on the commute to work because I can't be trusted to break one simple smile.
Now, knowing this, also understand that I am one of the first people into the office. Usually hovering some time between 9-9:15am. Do you have any idea how fucking ANGRY it makes me when I check the morning voicemails to find that there are 6 messages from the lazy fat asses I work with telling me to make their fucking phone calls? Or to photocopy stupid bullshit? I would gladly do this for them, if it weren't for the two FULL TIME jobs I am doing in this place already. I am so sick and tired of the utter LAZINESS represented by the assholes that I work with. And if you ever mention to them that they are abusing you, they say either "But Joe, it's your job", or "Joe, how can we make it so that you can do all of your other tasks, while still being accountable for wiping my ass every time I shit?"
My answer is this...
I will shoot you in the face.
If you think that it is OK to leave me a message at 8:30am telling me that I need to get the papers out of the printer and put them in your mailbox because you are too lazy to get them yourself the night before....then I tell you this:
no.
You will come in to work and you will get them yourself.
If you leave me a 25 minute message telling me to make 3 phone calls...all of which are calls that involve your gas, electric, and credit card bill, then I tell you this:
no.
I will delete the message and look at you blankly when you ask how it all went.
And if you give me a hard time about it????
When you hand me your PERSONAL mail to put in the box when I go to lunch, don't surprised if it never gets there.
Cuz guess what?
It's going immediatly in the sewer as soon as I leave this place.
And don't think I won't laugh all the way home.
I fucking HATE these people.
FUCKING HATE.
Rita and I, although we work ten feet from eachother all day, even take different subways on the commute to work because I can't be trusted to break one simple smile.
Now, knowing this, also understand that I am one of the first people into the office. Usually hovering some time between 9-9:15am. Do you have any idea how fucking ANGRY it makes me when I check the morning voicemails to find that there are 6 messages from the lazy fat asses I work with telling me to make their fucking phone calls? Or to photocopy stupid bullshit? I would gladly do this for them, if it weren't for the two FULL TIME jobs I am doing in this place already. I am so sick and tired of the utter LAZINESS represented by the assholes that I work with. And if you ever mention to them that they are abusing you, they say either "But Joe, it's your job", or "Joe, how can we make it so that you can do all of your other tasks, while still being accountable for wiping my ass every time I shit?"
My answer is this...
I will shoot you in the face.
If you think that it is OK to leave me a message at 8:30am telling me that I need to get the papers out of the printer and put them in your mailbox because you are too lazy to get them yourself the night before....then I tell you this:
no.
You will come in to work and you will get them yourself.
If you leave me a 25 minute message telling me to make 3 phone calls...all of which are calls that involve your gas, electric, and credit card bill, then I tell you this:
no.
I will delete the message and look at you blankly when you ask how it all went.
And if you give me a hard time about it????
When you hand me your PERSONAL mail to put in the box when I go to lunch, don't surprised if it never gets there.
Cuz guess what?
It's going immediatly in the sewer as soon as I leave this place.
And don't think I won't laugh all the way home.
I fucking HATE these people.
FUCKING HATE.
