Soooo....

[JWBear]

I hate people who won’t do their jobs.

We have a wall of file cabinets in our office that are used to store closed cases. It is the job of the clerks to file the cases under the appropriate month of discontinuance. They haven’t been doing this. They just drop the cases randomly in whichever drawer they feel like. We have been bitching to the Clerical Supervisor for weeks about the mess. She hasn’t done anything about it. (She’s useless, and only removes her butt from her chair for lunch and bathroom breaks.)

So, today, we all descended on the file cabinets and went to work. We had the mess cleaned up in just under an hour. It wasn’t our job to do, but we did it because we were tired of not being able to find cases when we needed them.

While we were working, Ms Useless Clerical Sup came over to see what we were doing…. And she started laughing at us. Here we were, doing what her employees wouldn’t do – what she was too lazy to make them do… and she was laughing at us.

I’m pissed. We’re all pissed. My manager is pissed; which, fortunately, doesn’t bode well for Ms Useless’s future. Fehhhh…..

[MouseWife]

That is a definite pisser, JWBear.

While visiting another site, I was reminded of an event coming up this Monday.

Is anyone going to the Patina event? I want to but I work that day, the Hubster works and the Boy has school. So. I need to try and convince the Hubster that he can eat until he bursts. He hates/loves that. But I think he would enjoy trying the restaurants.

Anyone? Even if I don't go I would love to hear experiences.....

[Ghoulish Delight]

The strangest things can make you appreciative.

The other night, CP was working late and I was home alone scouring the pantry for something for dessert. My best option turned out to be toast with butter and jam (mmmmm). So I get all the components together (umm, toast, butter, and jam, check) and go to the silverware drawer. To my horror, I find no knives left! A quick glance at the sink, no clean knives. Dishwasher...dirty. Damnit! Does this mean I'm going to have to wash a knife? The HORROR!

But wait! There's one last hope. I rush back to the silverware drawer and start sifting through the pile of serving utensils looking for my last hope, the butter knife. Alas, not there. Could it be...to confirm my suspicion, I check the dishwasher. Sure enough, there it is covered in butter, already used by CP that morning.

And I laughed. I laughed out loud because it suddenly struck me how happy it made me that she and I went through precisely the same thought process and arrived at the same solution to such a life-threatening situation.

Then I grabbed a steak knife from the knife block because I wasn't going to wash no damned knife.

[Bornieo: Fully Loaded]

I miss the days when people said "thank you."

[Ghoulish Delight]

Today I've learned it's incredibly difficult to explain something technical to someone who lacks a grasp of the concept of analogy.

[Brigitte]

Originally Posted by Bornieo: Fully Loaded

I miss the days when people said "thank you."

Just as an aside to this comment, when one spouse (or partner, whoever) normally does a certain chore, say, laundry, do you thank them for doing that job?

[Motorboat Cruiser]

Originally Posted by Ghoulish Delight

I was home alone scouring the pantry for something for dessert. My best option turned out to be toast with butter and jam (mmmmm).

Been there.

[MouseWife]

Response to Brigitte~

Oh, we do. Thank you for coming to visit me at lunch. Thank you for fixing the bed. Thank you for cooking what I like for dinner. Thank you for letting me sleep in.

But, of course, there are the Thank yous like...

Thank you for dropping me off in a puddle of mud.

Thank you for changing the channel when I left the room for two minutes.

Thank you for taking that phone call while we were: having a conversation...on a romantic get away...out with the family...and turning down my music instead of walking into another room.....

But, we do mean it. My MiL was impressed {or else being sarcastic?} when she told me that my BiL was surprised how well we got along while he and his wife fought all of the time. We appreciate one another.

Well, we try. :0)

[Brigitte]

LOL

We get along quite well, it's not a matter of him not appreciating what I do. It came about last month when I was in the hospital for the gallstone. He finished up the laundry I had left while I was in there. Then he mentioned that I didn't even say thank you for finishing it. Well, I guess I just didn't think about it, he doesn't thank me for doing his laundry week after week, y'know?

[MouseWife]

Originally Posted by Brigitte

LOL
Well, I guess I just didn't think about it, he doesn't thank me for doing his laundry week after week, y'know?

I hear ya. I mean, I can stand in front of him, walk around him while fixing the bed. I'll say 'Thanks for helping' and he'll say 'You didn't say anything!!!'

Oh come on.

But, my husband thanks me for not doing his laundry. Many years ago, I washed his wallet. Then I washed his clothes in something and turned quite a lot of things pink. So, he has his own clothes basket and does it himself.

But, up until then, I did all of it. Wash, dry, fold, hang up, etc.