Monday, January 28, 2008

The Ass in the Corner Office


I’m sitting here waiting for a meeting to begin with a fellow that locked me out of our space last Friday morning. Said he’d been told by corporate to change the access code because too many of our former employees had it. The interesting thing is, I haven’t replaced anyone since the Summer, and his people have been running through here like a bus station. He makes them mad and runs them off quicker than a Baptist preacher at a Cathouse Convention.

We’re about to move offices, and I need to coordinate some of the logistics. Every minute of my day is precious, and this dick changes the locks without telling us, one week before we’re going to be gone anyway.

Oh, excuse me, he did tell us.
Via email, at 8pm the night before.
What an ass.

So I called a meeting for 8am to work out the rest of the logistics, just so there are no surprises—or additional lock-outs.

He’s running late, and I’ve got a sneaking suspicion that’s the way the final days here are going to go. He will slight us, and we will just take it, because what are we going to do, leave?

Although this is an anonymous blog, intended solely for the relief of my mental stress and frustration, how I wish I could reveal his name. Bet you know someone just like him.