Today was the receptionist's last day, so I moved my computer to her desk and her computer to my (now) old office. It's going to be weird sitting out there in the open, can't shut a door to get some quiet time. Ah well, it's better than having to constantly wonder who is coming in and out of the office all day long, non?
And apparently today was "let the shit hit the fan" day. I told Don about how I would be upstairs taking inventory of the office supplies that they need. He hit the roof. "Why can't they tell you what they need? Don't they use their stuff everyday?"
"Don, you are preaching to the choir on this one. I think it's ridiculous, but I guess some people need their hand held through everything."
So, he sent an instant message to the "big boss" along the lines of, "Do me a favor, tell your people to let Alica know what office products they need. She is not going to have time to go up there and take a count of things. Thanks."
Yes, he actually said, "Do me a favor..." I love Don sometimes.
So, then I get part of this exchange from Bobbie:
BB: We need to help Alica out with the office supply listings. I guess she needs a list or something. (Poor thing, he's completely clueless as to what is going on.)
Danielle: She has a list already on her computer that Debbie compiled.
BB: I guess she needs quantity on hand numbers or something.
Then Bobbie exited out...she tires of this silliness (as do I) and then I get messaged by Danielle, "Do you need a quantity on hand list to help you further?"
me: "No, I need you to tell me when you take the last ink cartridge or see that you are on your last ream of paper. That's what I need, when you run low, let me know, and I'll get it for you."
Danielle: "Will you still be checking the cupboard to make sure nothing gets missed?"
I left it alone...didn't answer. I don't understand why it is so hard when you take the last ink, "hmm...I am taking the last ink, let me see if we are low on anything else while I'm at it. Oh, we have a half case of paper. Hey, does anyone need anything from Office Max?"
They (being Steve and Danielle) suffer from an inability to walk 30 feet and get more TP when they notice that there is but one roll left in the supply cabinet. I guess it's hard being at the top, no?
So, that was most of my day, that and Bobbie was ready to kill because of stupid crap like this. However...it was funny when she told me that Steve was fuming when he read that little message exchange between BB, Bobbie and Danielle...hehehehe asshole. There is something so nice about knocking his smug ass down a few pegs. :D :D :D
So, tomorrow should be interesting to say the least. Just keep my head down and my fingers moving on the keys...just keep on keeping on, seriously, this job, is making me consider going back to waiting tables...at least you know where you stand with your customers.