Sep 14 2007
A Little Bit About Nothing
Remember the mid-year-reviews that had to be completed by the end of July? How I bitched about them? How I said they were pretty much useless? We got an email today.
It says (I’ll paraphrase a bit):
Dear Managers,
…..[all identifying features about company removed, etc, because I can’t get fired] all “end of year” performance ratings for employees ….must be completed….and reviews discussed with employees by the end of this month.
…[More stuff about how to do it and yes, this means you, and don’t even give me that look young lady because we pay you and therefore for the sake of your employees, you will do this]….
….Oh, and by the way. Don’t be late.
Seriously. That is the gist of the email.
Hello? It’s September, isn’t it? Why, yes, it is. (I checked the calendar!) We need to do end of year reviews? Does this tell you that maybe, juuuuuust maybe, the management team won’t be around come December? Hmmmmmmmm. Because otherwise? How would everyone else get their pay raises come next year?
Oh, and Marianne, over at “My Left Nerve” found this little gem:
Mingle2 - Free Online Dating
You’d think with all of the Stephen King books I’ve read (ALL of them y’all. Even the non-fiction and the short stories and the Richard Bachman books….), I’d fare a better than 50-50 shot at surviving.
Shortman finished Part 2 (Defensive Driving Skills) of Driver’s Education yesterday. He can now take his road test. This morning he informed me:
“When I get my license and I drive to school, I’m going to stop at Subway every day on the way home.”
He thinks he’s Jared - I tried to explain that:
- Jared walked to Subway and
- Jared had money to pay for his sandwiches.
Once again, I was left speaking to air.
I’ll be back here tomorrow.
Cheering “Pitt is Shitt!” And watching for U of M vs. Notre Dame score updates. My dear ND fans? You better deliver. I’m counting on a few ‘Hail Marys‘ to pave the way to an Irish win tomorrow.
Mr. Hot has promised us a gourmet breakfast before we go to the game so that we don’t starve. He’s an expert breakfast maker. Eggs, potatoes, fruit, juice and lots of coffee. Yum. Also, it’s supposed to be a balmy 59-degrees tomorrow at game time. The extra layer of fat should help.
MomandDad are coming over on Sunday. Dad thought he was going to be able to watch the Lions on the plasma, which is still not back. It died on August 21. On August 23, it was whisked away by people who were going to fix it and make it all better. Um, it’s September 14. And we’re still waiting for the effin’ replacement digital board, which, according to the repair guys “Never goes out”. Excuse me? If that particular part “never goes out”, then why in hell is it back-fuckin-ordered? For three weeks?
Mr. Hot called them on Monday:
Mr. Hot: “I’m calling about the 42″ Samsung plasma you have? You picked it up on August 23rd?”
Smart Ass TV Repairman: “Yea, $500.”
Mr. Hot: “Excuse me?”
SATR: “Sorry, man, just kiddin’ ya. Yea, we got it.”
Mr. Hot: “I’m in no mood for this. You’ve had it three weeks. You originally said it would be a couple of days. Last week I called, and whoever I talked to first said you didn’t have it. Then they found it. When is it going to be done?”
SATR: “Uh, well, man, see, the part was backordered.”
Mr. Hot: “Yes, I know. Because the SATR I talked to last week told me that. I want to know when the part will be in. I’ve been watching football since the opening of the season on a damn 13-inch portable.”
SATR: “Um, well, man, that television has been recalled.”
Mr. Hot: “Oh, it has? And so what’s that got to do with the part? Is that why it was recalled? Is that why the part is backordered?”
SATR: “Yea, man.”
Mr. Hot: “Thanks. Then I’ll call Circuit City about the backorder.”
********* Later **********
Mr. Hot (On the phone with Circuit City): “I understand that the Samsung 42″ plasma that I purchased 18 months ago was recalled due to a defective digital board?”
Circuit City Customer Service: “Well, no, sir, I don’t have any back order records for that model. Or any Samsung plasma for that matter. Only a microwave.”
Mr. Hot explained the situation and the conversation with the SATR. CCCS lady offered to call the repair shop and speak to the owner and call Mr. Hot back.
********* Later again***********
CCCS: “Mr. Hot? Yes, I spoke with the owner of the shop and the board is backordered and should be there by Wednesday next week. He assured me that it will be installed as soon as they receive it and you’ll have your television back.”
Mr. Hot: “Thanks, that’s all I needed, just an answer.”
Now, me? I’d have probably turned around and called the owner back and told him (in no uncertain terms, but then y’all know this about me….) exactly what kind of full-page ad I was going to take out in the local newspaper explaining how his fuckin’ funny man employee treats their customers.
Because, y’know, I am that kinda ‘reaction first, think later’ gal. But, somehow, I managed to find a man who will wait until after we get the television back to do that.
Because he’s smart that way.
—- Y’all hav a great weekend. Here’s some cuteness for you from the LOLCats archives. I’m practicing…y’know, just in case. —-
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I’m sad to hear about your TV. The ONLY time I’ve ever gotten on the phone, all rapid-response like, was when our cable went out. It was the desperation only known by those who have had cable and then lost it. Other than that, The Targo handles those phone calls. I’m a wuss.
Good luck to your Spartans. Having gone to schools with uber-lousy football teams, I’m not so much into college football. If I was, I’d be a Big 10 girl. The Targo, though, is a Colorado alum. Like any conference that has a team from Nebraska is real.
Sorry to here things are crazed at the 9to5 and kudos to Mr. Hot for thinking to deal with the idiots at the tv repair place after it’s returned. I would have stormed down the gates, ripped that tech by the neck over the counter and had a “discussion”. Now, after writing that, I think I need some anger management assistance
Love the blog!
lys, I actually had an employee who once told H.R. that I needed an anger management class.
They? Laughed in his face and told him that based on his behavior, he was lucky to have his job. That sounds awful, I know, but it’s true - I’m really a softie, but sometimes? People are truly jerks.
Marianne, haaahahahhahahaha. Go Big Ten - except Michigan. (hey, any state that has 2 big ten schools? ya gotta pick one)
Yeah, if it was me making the call, that guy would be on his bicycle to Beijing to pick up the damn part himself.
Marie, exactly! And here it is. Another Saturday and I’m stuck with the peeweetv.
My Hail Mary’s lost their effectiveness about 10+ years ago when I lapsed out of the Catholic faith. Maybe this is why ND sucks so much this year?
Oh, I have a 41% chance of surviving a Zombie Apocolypse. Grrreaaat.
Mouse - better than Marianne’s 29%. But then, she’s preggers and can’t run.