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A Terrible Business Trip

15 Feb

Business trips can be good or bad, depending on the circumstances. It’s my experience that if the travel part works out okay, the trip is usually pretty good, but that’s a big “if”. Fast forward to yesterday, and I’m on my way out of town for a conference with a couple of people from work. Unfortunately, “people from work” I mean Greg and Lucy.

You’ll remember from my previous blog that Greg (not his real name of course, I don’t enjoy getting fired) has obviously been seeing Lucy (ditto), and it has made the office a pretty awkward place in the last couple of months. Well, let me tell you how fun riding in the back seat with those two in the front was: not very.

So, they’re obviously (and disgustingly) smitten with one another, despite Greg’s ongoing marriage to his wife, who is definitely not Lucy. Yet they both somehow think that the rest of the office hasn’t caught on, so they annoyingly try to be coy about it. It was kind of like being the third wheel on a date, except that the two dating are pretending not to be on a date in a way that makes it even more obvious that you are not really welcome there.

Thank God for my iPhone. I spent the whole ride here playing around on it. I downloaded some new games and apps from Availion and they kept my mind off of the incessant giggling and barely cloaked flirting between the two of them. When we got to the hotel, I didn’t even wait around to see them pretend to get separate rooms and make up an excuse to go “take a nap” or whatever, I just yawned something about being tired and checked in ahead of them at the desk. This is going to be a long trip.

A Little Work Drama

27 Nov

Remember how I told you that my friend from work, Fernanda, had deduced that there is a little bit of naughty business going on at my work? You know, with a partner of the firm getting it on with his secretary? Well, the plot has officially thickened, and the results are most interesting.

Recently, the secretary in question (we’ll call her “Lucy”) missed a few days of work. This is weird because Lucy NEVER misses work. I mean she has never missed in all of the time that she’s worked at the firm, which is four years now. Anyway, she missed a few days, then came back wearing a turtleneck. Again, something she has never done before. Given, this was right after she came back from a (ahem) “business trip” to a convention with the partner himself (we’ll call him “Greg”).

The day after the turtleneck day, she finally shows up to work with her neck uncovered, and what do you know? She must have run out of turtlenecks after just one day, because instead there was some awful looking cover-up job on her neck that was clearly just makeup that was intended to hide an obvious hickey!

Yes, a hickey. I wanted to shout, “What are we, 16?!?” I mean, I haven’t had a hickey since before I could drive a car. I’m by no means sexually repressed, but I didn’t get the point of them (other than being a jealous way to convey ownership to the rest of the world) then, and I get the point even less when you’re a secretary having an affair with one of the partners of the firm.

So, after an hour of hushed whispers around the office, Greg calls Lucy in (he apparently hadn’t noticed her until then, go figure), and she came out all in a huff. He must have chewed her out for not wearing turtlenecks two days in a row. But hey, why give the girl a hickey then, Mr. Hotshot? Not very discreet.

Too Much Work, Too Little Time

21 Nov

It’s a good thing that I love my job. And I really do…I love nearly everything about it. I love the challenges that it presents, I love the variety of the tasks and cases that I get to handle, and I love the people that I work with. What I don’t love is the workload itself in terms of how MUCH of it there is. That could change and you would not hear me complain. Not at all.

Right now, I’m ridiculously swamped at work. Now, I know you’ve heard people say that they’re “swamped” with work. That’s all well and good, but I have a hunch that if you took all of the work that the typical “swamped” person has to do and put it next to my pile, it would look like Mount Everest sitting next to a little hill that the neighborhood kids like to go sledding down in the winter.

Let’s just say that there’s a lot to do at my work. How much? Well, I regularly put in 60 hours per week during busy times, and I still bring work home with me. Now, my work is worth it and I am definitely well paid for what I do, but holy crap, can a girl have some time to herself? Fortunately I regularly take time off, too, and I have some flexibility on most days with my schedule so I can take long lunches to de-stress, etc. That kind of thing helps me to stay sane, at least.

Anyway, this will be a shorter blog since (you guessed it) I have work that is piling up as we speak. I just had to take a little break and wave my SOS signal in the air in case someone can magically disappear all of this crap I have to do.