So, this chick at work bugs me. A LOT. She's always bossing me around, unnecessarily. On stuff I already know how to do. She's totally unaware of how condescending she comes across.
The insanity is that she's NOT the boss of me; we're technically equal on the hierarchy. Plus, she doesn't quite have her bachelor's degree. Get my drift? So, the challenge is picking my battles, and I'm learning that she's simply OCD, anal and can't let little things go.
For example, I said that I would drop off a UPS package one evening, but then forgot. It didn't have to go out that day per se, but she sent me a scathing little reminder of how we should be careful to do what we say we are going to do. Okay... duh. My bad. Today I made a data entry error and this is what she emailed me:
"Allison, I had to go back in the spreadsheet to fix the below error. Please be careful and double check statements you enter for typing errors. You entered 20,044 instead of 20,004,095. We all make mistakes and it’s best to catch them/fix them early before uploading."
True. Everything she said is true. But we enter so much data, that one entry is not a big deal. I've often fixed her mistakes without saying anything. Because there are systems in place to catch them, and because I don't want to draw attention to her mistakes. So, there is the difference between us. Sigh... Last Sunday I spoke on the 10th Commandment, "Thou Shalt Not Covet," so technically I shouldn't be coveting other peoples' co-workers. Hmmm... I will conquer.
Do you have co-workers that make you crazy? Now or in the past? What did they do? Did you resolve anything? Strategies for dealing with it? Clearly, the 'ol let it roll off yer back, be a duck thing is not working for me. Today at least. Maybe it will tomorrow. Oh, and we've already had a mediated conversation if you can believe that! It did not go well. She freaked out. But I was just asking her to lay off the demoralizing kindergarten approach to our job... didn't register... watcha gonna do?
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
A day at the beach!
The funniest part of this story is that Sarah went to the beach Friday afternoon, the day before our beach day - Saturday. You will understand why this is so amusing very shortly.
So, Peter was on call last weekend, which means he had to be available at a moment's notice to respond to emergencies of a maxillo-facial-dental nature. The hospital is across the street, which is nice, but he still can't plan anything that would take him away from the general proximity of our neighborhood for long. Thus said, I planned a beach day with my friend Sarah for Saturday. I slept over Friday night, and we stayed up talking until 2am, of course. We woke up at 10am and continued our conversations from the prior evening, lazily dawdling the morning away. Frittered is more like it. By noon we were breakfasting on chocolate cake and thought about packing up for the beach. We gardened, hammocked, frittered some more, and then realized that we'd probably miss the 1:50pm train departure to Long Beach, so we planned on the 2:50pm. Its an hour long train ride including a connection at Jamaica Station. So, we'd be there by 4pm. No biggie. At Jamaica, we jumped off, then connected to.... yeah, who knows. We got on the WRONG train, which we discovered to our horror about an hour into the deviation. Hmmm... we were instructed to get off, go back to Lynbrook and then get on the next Long Beach Train. There was a 40-minute wait for the next train to Long Beach. Oh well, good thing I spotted an Entemann's Bakery Outlet store just minutes from the station so that we could pass the time well. We did partake. And brought some home for the kids. I mean Peter. I mean... The station was surprisingly chilly, so we layed down in the last slivers of sunshine alongside the cement while our doughnuts settled. Aaaah. Eventually we got to the beach at 6pm. They don't charge you $12 after 6, so our timing was PERFECT! What a fun day! We were very relaxed and rejuvenated. I'm going back, but next time I'm in charge of getting us there. :)
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