This day has been... strange
Dec. 12th, 2003 08:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2Wanna hear about my weird day? It may be good for a laugh or something... I'm not over it yet, but I will be by Monday.
Where I work there is another temp-to-hire, who is the admin asst/receptionist. She used to work for lawyers, but decided she didn't like the commute to San Diego every day (it's hell on the highway, lemme tell you!). She doesn't like her job duties. She pisses and moans to me every day, about how she can't stand Staci, the QC manager; she doesn't like being a 'receptionist;' they expect her to do too much work, etc.
I don't see what the problem is; the stuff she does for the QA/QC sections isn't much more than putting all the relavent paperwork together for each batch and then filing it. It's a matter of 'a+b+c'. And having been an admin asst, she knows how to deal with the phones and the customers and salesmen that show up.
I'm not sure what she expected, but I wish she'd make up her mind and either play the game or get out. Since she's out front, she sees more of Amase-san that I do, and seems to be trying to ingratiate herself with him. No big deal, really. I have the more tangible job of setting up the purchasing section to do what we want when we want it to.
So, today is the company Xmas thing; lunch at the Hometown Buffet. Staci is the one who usually signs my timecard, since I'm still a temp, and she's out of town, so I wasn't sure if Amase-san would sign it, or if ecchi Hector would. Rena (the whining lump; interesting isn't it, how close her name is to 'Relena') said she didn't know either. She offered to ask Amase-san, since she would be more likely to catch him than I would.
We were supposed to leave at 1330 to go to the restuarant. At 1320, I surfaced from my swim in the database to discover that everyone else was gone! Six people besides me working upstairs, and not one of them bothered to let me know they were leaving! And early, at that!
So, I shut everything down and headed out, feeling just a trifle miffed. But since I was heading toward home and a free meal, I didn't get too chuffed.
About a mile from the restuarant, I discover that the sheriff's have the road closed for a hazmat spill, and I get diverted onto the freeway. Not a horrible thing, as that on-ramp is also the exit only ramp for the place I'm headed anyway. And I'm not even the last one to get there.
We all get into the place, and somehow, I wind up sitting at a table by myself. Rena and everyone else from upstairs have inserted themselves into the plant and lab people and I'm the only one not part of the 'group'. Well, okay... Did I say or do something this morning to piss everyone off, I wonder? Nothing leaps to mind, so I figure it's just coincidence... Eventually, the shipping/receiving manager comes over to sit at my table. We get along pretty well; we both used to work for the same place a few years ago.
Anyway, we eat, hang out, chat a while. Amase-san gives out the raffle goodies - gift cards for Costco - and everyone starts to slither out. I grab Rena and ask her if she ever got her timecard signed. She tells me, Oh I did *that* before we ever left. I say, And you didn't tell me?! She just snorts at me like I'm beneath contempt and walks away. I get to do the solo humiliation thing of asking Amase-san to sign my timecard just before I escape. But I at least managed to thank him with sincerity for lunch, even though I didn't win a gift card.
But the whole timecard/leaving without telling me thing just really pissed me off... It feels like another of those 'sisterhood' things, that I'm always somehow on the outside of.
To top everything off, the hazmat thing had screwed up traffic on the highway and on the surface streets so bad, that it took me 40 minutes to go two miles to drop off my timecard and get my paycheck. On the plus side though, I *did* get a look at the scene, since I had to sneak past it to get to the office. A fuel tanker came down the offramp too fast, tried to make a left turn too fast, and just rolled himself right over. What an idiot. And he couldn't have picked a worse place to do it.
I am *so* ready for the weekend...
Maybe I'll even get some writing done...
The Chibis are riding the hamsters... And the gargoyle has taken over the grill...
And how is everyone else?
Where I work there is another temp-to-hire, who is the admin asst/receptionist. She used to work for lawyers, but decided she didn't like the commute to San Diego every day (it's hell on the highway, lemme tell you!). She doesn't like her job duties. She pisses and moans to me every day, about how she can't stand Staci, the QC manager; she doesn't like being a 'receptionist;' they expect her to do too much work, etc.
I don't see what the problem is; the stuff she does for the QA/QC sections isn't much more than putting all the relavent paperwork together for each batch and then filing it. It's a matter of 'a+b+c'. And having been an admin asst, she knows how to deal with the phones and the customers and salesmen that show up.
I'm not sure what she expected, but I wish she'd make up her mind and either play the game or get out. Since she's out front, she sees more of Amase-san that I do, and seems to be trying to ingratiate herself with him. No big deal, really. I have the more tangible job of setting up the purchasing section to do what we want when we want it to.
So, today is the company Xmas thing; lunch at the Hometown Buffet. Staci is the one who usually signs my timecard, since I'm still a temp, and she's out of town, so I wasn't sure if Amase-san would sign it, or if ecchi Hector would. Rena (the whining lump; interesting isn't it, how close her name is to 'Relena') said she didn't know either. She offered to ask Amase-san, since she would be more likely to catch him than I would.
We were supposed to leave at 1330 to go to the restuarant. At 1320, I surfaced from my swim in the database to discover that everyone else was gone! Six people besides me working upstairs, and not one of them bothered to let me know they were leaving! And early, at that!
So, I shut everything down and headed out, feeling just a trifle miffed. But since I was heading toward home and a free meal, I didn't get too chuffed.
About a mile from the restuarant, I discover that the sheriff's have the road closed for a hazmat spill, and I get diverted onto the freeway. Not a horrible thing, as that on-ramp is also the exit only ramp for the place I'm headed anyway. And I'm not even the last one to get there.
We all get into the place, and somehow, I wind up sitting at a table by myself. Rena and everyone else from upstairs have inserted themselves into the plant and lab people and I'm the only one not part of the 'group'. Well, okay... Did I say or do something this morning to piss everyone off, I wonder? Nothing leaps to mind, so I figure it's just coincidence... Eventually, the shipping/receiving manager comes over to sit at my table. We get along pretty well; we both used to work for the same place a few years ago.
Anyway, we eat, hang out, chat a while. Amase-san gives out the raffle goodies - gift cards for Costco - and everyone starts to slither out. I grab Rena and ask her if she ever got her timecard signed. She tells me, Oh I did *that* before we ever left. I say, And you didn't tell me?! She just snorts at me like I'm beneath contempt and walks away. I get to do the solo humiliation thing of asking Amase-san to sign my timecard just before I escape. But I at least managed to thank him with sincerity for lunch, even though I didn't win a gift card.
But the whole timecard/leaving without telling me thing just really pissed me off... It feels like another of those 'sisterhood' things, that I'm always somehow on the outside of.
To top everything off, the hazmat thing had screwed up traffic on the highway and on the surface streets so bad, that it took me 40 minutes to go two miles to drop off my timecard and get my paycheck. On the plus side though, I *did* get a look at the scene, since I had to sneak past it to get to the office. A fuel tanker came down the offramp too fast, tried to make a left turn too fast, and just rolled himself right over. What an idiot. And he couldn't have picked a worse place to do it.
I am *so* ready for the weekend...
Maybe I'll even get some writing done...
The Chibis are riding the hamsters... And the gargoyle has taken over the grill...
And how is everyone else?
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Date: 2003-12-13 02:02 pm (UTC)Chibis and hamsters and gargoyles... oh my! *snerk*
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Date: 2003-12-13 03:55 pm (UTC)