And I've Already Pissed Her Off
I’ve been at work for 35 minutes when I begin to write this. Early for me actually, to be here at 9am. I have a 10-6ish office.
Anyway. I was at my desk, trying to form thoughts around a “what’s the status of X ... X was supposed to go live 7/30” said the email.
Did I flake? I thought I did it. I remember doing it. Huh? This is the problem with a producer who’s gone on vacation. They come back and they are confused, naturally.
Then I vaguely hear a voice to my left, at the opening of my cube. I’m partially deaf in my left ear so I have to really switch my focus, if I can’t see the mouth that’s speaking. “Jeehye leaver phone”
huh?
“Did Jeehye leave her phone?” was what the person asked.
oh
As another aside, this person is a big interupter, and never uses your name to address you and get your attention. Never an “excuse me.”
“Why would I know that?” I ask, turning from my keyboard, still midthought on the X issue.
So The Interuptor jerks her head back, and puts up her hands in offense as she turns and walks away.
Dammit, now I’m annoyed that she’s pissed, but you can’t have a conversation with a late 30 something woman about politeness and protocol. She won’t understand or even try to hear anything other than an apology. Doesn’t matter really. I hardly talk to her except when she interrupts me with random questions.
I turn back to my keyboard and monitor.
I check the server. I check the url. All is well with X. I finish the email I started, happy about X, but with a sicker feeling my in stomach. bad juju
Senora Sucko. That’s her new name. You were much more civil than I probably would have been - especially if I hadn’t had my venti soy latte yet. Maria sans caffeine is not a happy girl. ;)
that was definitely part of my problem. i did not have my morning fix yet. =P
keep the monkey off your back!
you want to touch my monkey.
um, only if girls have monkeys.
What’s a monkey?
hehehehhe
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