a toxic day.
yes, let's see. i'm working with idiots today. a salesperson who asked me for a client list. it takes me less than 10 seconds to pull it together from the table but i asked her for 2 minutes to get it done. rather than wait 2 minutes, she wants me to take 3 hours to create a way for her to run it herself. WTF?
my boss chews me out because the same salesperson claims that a data import i did changed her existing information. but she also claims that it created duplicates which is what i had it set to do. how the hell can it do both? it can't. probably user error in her existing information but far be it from anyone to consider that possibility.
and the ceo fired 3 collectors at the end of last month because she felt she'd be more profitable without them. well, now not only is it not happening (as i said it would because of the loss of exponentially increased productivity and coverage) but THE big client just sent a threat email that if we don't hit a higher number we're probably done. oh, happy coming holiday month.
that's the same client that i've spent, oh, about 200 hours on in the last month doing the data conversion i described in my previous post. so that will all have been a complete waste of time.
so, i'm off to figure out a response to this. i'm feeling arrogant and adversarial. not the best combination.
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eeeewwwwwww! i hate being immersed in icky-sticky 'me'-ness! It is so hard to be objective there. I too am dealing with trying to escape the tar pit myself, because some of the guys in my department at work are just plain asses when it comes to being helpful. and i am feeling like i want to throw out the tar baby with the bath water....... hey, WQ....gimme your hand and let's jump out the window....... la-la-la-; how about a sobering thought.... you are the center of the universe of a person; her name is abby, and one of your reasons for existing is to mother her. the meteorites and comets whizzing by have always been there, but for some reason, they've multiplied and you are suddenly deeply aware of their proximity and their potential impact. ew, don't you just hate icky-sticky metaphor???? i think i'll just jump out the window ...you take care of abby, and try with all the power within to maintain your foothold, against the storm, on this treacherous groundless ground
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