I never thought I was a woman of considerably low patience, but I must be. I have to be. Because it seems as if Jesus has dropped me right dab center of the place that would test your patience to no end. I mean in the beginning you have to hold yourself together. I understand how you could come here and lose yourself.
So here I am day two on this temp job and I’m determined to not complain and make it work. Determined! So I get there and it was a little less boring because I got to shred paper…all day. That’s fine because it’s better than just sitting but what a waste of my skills. So once again I’m asking God, “Am I in your will?” “What am I doing here?”
It was a pretty boring day. In between shredding did I mention that the president of the company chewed me out and brought me to tears…over the phone…because I pronounced a company’s name wrong. I mean literally I said one syllable wrong. I put the emphasis on the wrong part of the word. He lost it. Started going off about how I’ve been spelling and mispronouncing everything and he began to site things I never did. I finally said I didn’t know what he was talking about. Then he said, “Oh who is this?” Mind you this is all over phone and he is maybe thirty feet from me in his office. When I said Desiree he replied, “Oh. I thought you were _________________.” He reprimanded the wrong person. I was so heated. But I took a deep breath and attributed my tears to PMS. He later apologized stating he can’t see who he’s talking to through the phone. Business Lesson #1: Anyone with enough tenacity can start a successful business. You don’t have to be smart. Just surround yourself with smart people. Needless to say I never saw that other receptionist again.
That’s not the kicker though. Here’s where it gets highly interesting. To my knowledge you can’t smoke in building in New York. Yet this dude smokes in his office…with the door open. Maybe he thinks that because the fumes are semi invisible that they don’t exist and I somehow can’t get cancer or that it’s a new unscented cigarette where you can’t smell it. It’s like those people who fart with no noise (aka Silent but Deadly) and think you don’t know or those people who pick their noses in their cars oblivious to all the people totally grossed out. News flash…we see and smell all of you.
Needless to say I went home very sick and had to lie down because I was so nauseous and had a serious headache. Plus it didn’t help my asthma at all.
Friday, August 8, 2008
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would it be wrong to pray that that dude gets socked in his face? ...like WHILE he's still smoking his cigarette?
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