Working 8:20 to Five, what a way to make a living...

Every morning as I pull into the parking lot at work I say my 'Happy, Happy! Joy, Joy!' mantra and prepare for the same routine to start over again.... yes, I am talking about the dreaded 8am phone call that I get almost every morn from my boss. The conversation usually goes something like this...

"Hello?" (pause....... long extended disgusted sigh....) "Well, I am stuck here on Germantown Road, behind a sea of cars." (pause....... long extended sigh begging for me to be empathetic of his valiant efforts to get to work on time....) "I'll be there as soon as traffic allows but I wanted to call and talk about what we will need to deal with today..." and then (if I let him) he'll proceed to talk and drone on for his entire 20 minute commute, hang up in the parking lot, walk in and then have the audacity to call me into his office and repeat the entire stinking conversation all over again! Of course, over the years I've learned to screen this call and then erase his 3 minute plus voice mail that he'll leave me but that's beside the point.

I guess what it amounts to is that he thinks that by leaving his house at 8am sharp and then by getting on the phone with me, then it constitutes "working" and therefore he isn't "really" late for work almost every day huh?! It's ironic that his commute is exactly 20 minutes long and that he gets here at 8:20 almost every morning, guess he thinks that we will never notice that coincidence I suppose!

Hmmm, I get overtime pay so I wonder if I leave work everyday at 5pm, call my boss as I drive home and talk about all the crap we need to do tomorrow, does that mean I get paid for that???

Divine Design

One of the joys of working for a large corporation is spending a good deal of the workday going to annual Ethics training, Diversity Training (8hrs!), taking Global Employee Engagement Surveys, filling out your Career Objectives online, doing One on Ones with your boss, and last but not least - filling out (my personal fave) your CDW, or Career Development Worksheet.

The CDW is a form in which you briefly summarize your skills, willingness to relocate, education, etc... kinda like a baseball card for worker bees. This evil worksheet is, in my humble opinion, just a way for large corporations to save time when laying off massive amounts of employees. See, imagine you have a workforce of 50,000 plus... how easy would these forms make it to sort through all of them like so many cattle going to slaughter?

Well, guess what? We get to put a picture of ourselves on the form so I present to you my 2007 CDW image in all of it's ahem, Glory!

Tis' The Season

OK, this has got to be the all time best excuse for why someone has to leave work early....to cut their holly bushes. Yes, you heard me correctly, I also can't stop laughing about it. Our manager must leave work early one day this week because his holly bushes need to be cut. I could be wrong, but that sounds like something that is usually done on the weekend, that's when the rest of us do our house chores. I've been mulling it over in my head and would like to leave early to do something but I just can't beat that. I give it a 10 for originality. He never ceases to amaze me.

Words that should never be uttered.......

Erect and massage......when said at work they cause me to shudder. How do you massage graphics? It's just creepy.

We were blessed with an extra day away from our high heel shoe, but he's back and while he has his own agenda today and hasn't bothered with us too much, those choice moments that he has; I feel the need to ignore him. It's been a blah week so far, on a high note; the bullseye was almost hit twice during a rousing round of darts (while on our lunch break).