It's been months since
last time Sally and Russell
whinged to
each other about their bosses. Tonight they met
up for dinner again, (
see
vol. 58) and tonight it's Sally who is
late for the appointment.
Sally:
I'm sorry, Russ!
Russell:
No worries. I've just rocked
up as well. It's the office,
right?
Sally:
Yeah. Actually it's just something small. Well, my
boss asked me to print
out an annual statistic report before
I left. So before I
began to clear up the mess on my desk, I clicked to
print it out, and then about 5 minutes later, I went
to fetch the report. But it wasn't there. So I asked
the colleagues sitting next to the printer, and they
said they only saw one of our salespersons came
to get his paper. So I got back to my seat to try again,
and then a phone came in. Then while I was on the phone,
I heard a manager was giving
the salesperson a spray.
He was caught red-handed deleting
jobs of the printer to get his paper.
Russell:
That's pathetic.
Sally:
Yeah. So I had to print out the report again. And then
when I took it to my boss, he was already
waiting impatiently with his number one patronising body language.
Russell:
I thought he was having number two again.
Sally:
Well, I was lucky this time. But anyway, he was still
as rud as much I could handle. When I got in his office
and began to talk to him, he put his hands behind his
head, stretched out his
whole body, and yawned with
eyes
averting to the ceiling.
And then he placed one of the elbows on the desk, placed
his face on the pawn, and said "shape
up or ship out,
Sally. You're 10 minutes late". So, then
I said sorry and left.
Russell:
Have you thought about looking for another job?
Sally:
In this economic crisis? That's gonna
put my life on the line.
So, forget about it.
Russell:
Yeah, fair enough. So, we just have to watch
your back.
Sally:
Yeah, we all have to.
Russell:
Since last month, in this economic crisis though, my
boss has injected some young
blood to the company for
adding weight to the competition. So, the boss has
asked the senior staff to teach those new guys. Then
there was one time, the new guy sitting in the next cubicle to
me made a mistake on the report, and my boss told
him off.
But this guy backstabbed me
by telling my boss that's how I told him to do the
report! So, after that, I just refuse to teach him
anything.
Sally:
Woo! That's smart!
Russell:
And I don't know if he always makes his coffee way
too hot to drink or what. Every morning, after every slurp of
coffee, he has to make the "ahhh" sound.
Every time, really; every time! And because he is still
getting familiar with the job, he also works while
having lunch. But the problem is he is probably the
nosiest eater on this planet. The noise of munching, crunching and
gulping down food comes directly through me. And what's
even worse is whenever he's got problems to ask me,
he slides into my cubicle on his chair, and directly creeps on
my desk without saying "hello" or "excuse
me", and
then begins to speak with mouthful of food, and sometimes
spits on my face!
Sally:
That's disgusting! So, it's not enough just to cover
your back!
Russell:
Yeah...
Sally:
No worries, mate! Tonight, I'll buy you a full-covered
helmet to protect you from food attacking and annoying
munching noise!
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