Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Humpty Hump!

Bubbles is off the rest of the week!

If you listen closely you can hear a choir of hillbilly cherubs singing the hallyfreakinlooya chorus.

Girlfriend has seriously worked my nerves lately. I hope she gets it all out of her system while she's home. Between her yee-hawing laughter and desk slapping while she's on the phone, her cellphone's annoying ringtone and it's beating against her office furniture because she leaves it on vibrate AND ring and having to listen to her intensely personal phone calls... I was beginning to think I may need prescription medication just to face the day.

Since I'm on a roll anyway, let me just ask ya'll something. Do ya'll know people who say "thank you" and "I'm sorry" repeatedly and at inappropriate times? Okay, I know this sounds nitt-picky but hear me out.

Lulu enters the sales office each morning on her way to the printer room to let us know she's finished the daily invoicing so that we can enter orders. Each morning I acknowledge this information with an "okie dokie" or "oh great I have to work now" or something. Yesterday, Lulu informed us as she does every morning then went down the hall and about her business. When she got back to her office she received a call from Bubbles.

"Thank you Lulu," she said.

"What fer?" Lulu inquired.

"Oh, for telling us we could work. I just realized that I didn't say thank you."

Lulu, normally a woman of great patience and tolerance was not having a great morning and answered something like, "Yeah okay, whatever."

When we issue credit to a customer for whatever reason, it's understood that the GM signs the paperwork before we send it to accounting. I had a few the other day, so I asked him to sign them, which he did. I said thanks and that was that. Bubbles on the other hand, stopped the GM coming down the hall the other day and said, "Thank you for signing those credits."

He responded with, "Umm sure."

"I needed to get those over to accounting, so thank you. I appreciate you signing those."

"Okay Bubbles," he said.

How do you take in enough oxygen for your brain to function at a level necessary to perform basic day to day tasks when you have your nose so firmly implanted up the business end of everyone you meet?

I know, I know. For me to complain about someone who is overly polite seems petty and small minded, but it's not sincere on her part. The pain in the rearend is, when everyone else doesn't act the same way she does, she gets a bug up her butt and acts offended. She does it for attention, I swear, like a three year old.

I really need a new job.

AC asked in comments yesterday when I expected to hear about the opening I recently applied for. I really don't have any idea about that, I wish I did. I'm not even sure if it's state, federal or county, I just know that even if it only pays $100 a year more, the attraction of being the only occupant of a one person office sounds very appealing to me. I know that ads run in the county paper for three weeks, so I'm assuming the powers that be are waiting until all applications are in.

I'm going to go enjoy the peace and quiet and maybe even get a little work done. Ya'll have a happy Humpday.

Hump it real good!

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thank you for posting this blog today. Really. Thanks. I mean it. Oh, I'm sorry..did I already say thanks? Sorry. Really.

LOL

Thank you God it's almost time for some days off!

Anonymous said...

Ask the boss for a phone headset that covers both ears, they are made specially for use in noisy offices (cubicle hell) so that people are not distracted by the hillbillybraying in the next cube. I have a top of the line headset with only one ear peice and a sound proof office. The organiztion that used this space before us did non-violent first time offender pre-trial diversion counseling and had all of the walls sprayed full of foam insulation to deaden the sound. Oh god it is nice. Now the first year we were here there old clients would wander in from time to time looking for their counselor. They also did drug testing, fortuneately the landlord removed all of the "verification" mirrors from the bathroom when we moved in (you know the ones posisitioned so that they could verify that the person was actully filling the cup with the required bodily fluid.) Now don't hold that vision in your mind too long.

DG

Me said...

Customer Service people stationed in India, pretending to be in America and working for any and all of the computer corporations, cell phone companies and everything else electronical....


"I'm sorry for that."

"I'm sorry."

"Yes. I'm sorry."



WHEN I'M SORRY DOESNT FIT THE SITUATION OR CONVERSATION!!!!!!!!!!

tiff said...

Maybe an 'over the top' you're welcome would turn bubbles off?

Nah.

Good luck with the job hunt.

Jeni said...

Oh my yes, good luck with the job hunting! Who among us hasn't worked with at least one butt-sucker-upper with an overloaded vocabulary of "I'm sorry" or "Thank you" responses? I know in my beaucoup years of working I had enough -more than enough- of those to cope with! I'll start praying for an early response for you with respect to the new job prospect. Heck, if you want, I'll even add you to our prayer chain cause I do know how desperation can cause us to do some bad things and I don't want to have to wire money to bail you out for losing control!

Dianne said...

I applied to a bunch of county, state, and Fed jobs a few months back. You're right about how long they usually run the ads. Then they take a time-out (I guess while they review all the resumes) and they DO respond to every applicant.

I will send out all good karma for you Mahala.

As for brownie-nose - I think you've got it right - it's juvenile and attention seeking. My son used to scream "Thank You" over and over again until he got the "You're Welcome" response. And don't get me started on "Excuse Me"

Oh - this is a long comment - I'm sorry but Thank you so much for reading it.

kenju said...

Well, thang kew, Mahala and yur welcome.