Thank god it's Saturday.
Jul. 2nd, 2005 11:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
baronessekatThis week has been the week from hell.
At work we have had major technology issues. The building I'm in has had the inability to scan anything into the computer. This means we couldn't fax documents out, email contracts and deed packages to the clients, nothing. And in a "We MUST be as much of a paperless office as possible" environment this has been annoying.
But... thank god the fooze ball table in the IT office still works. Oh yeah. They were playing it all the time, while we couldn't do shit for our jobs. They finally got off their collective asses and did something when the big bosses noticed most of my office going over to the main building 3-10 times a day to use their fax machines or scanners. It was finally the wednesday after the friday that the stuff went down that they finally fixed it.
Then Thursday the main building lost power due to some transformer or something wiping out power for most of Amherst. My building still had power but guess what.... the server which houses the phones, faxes, scanners and computer networks... were in the main building so our building couldn't do squat so we got sent home at 12:30. That was nice as I really needed a nap. But on Friday when we go in we get told, that they are not comping us the time we got sent home. If we want to get paid... we have to take PTO (paid time off).
Then there's the Wonder-twit. Monday she sent out packages to attorneys even though she has been specifically told to not send anything out and leave it for me to look it over and I will send it out. So of course this means that of course things were majorly wrong with what she sent out and I spent 1.5-3 hours a day fixing the stuff she did wrong and apologizing to attornies. It's really getting to a point where it is not helpful to have her. she's supposed to be there to lighten my load. But for every file she does (which would take me 45 minutes to do) I have to spend at least an hour the next day or so fixing things on said file. but I can't get my boss to understand this. Le' Sigh.
And I can't wait for this weekend to be over when all the drunk assholes who think it's funny to set off firecrackers at random intervals from the time they get home from work (if said idiots are actually employed) until about midnight. I wouldn't mind if they were the little "pop pop pop pop" kind. but nooooo they have to be the kind that sound like someone firing a shotgun in the backyard. Just as you finally relax from it... BANG another one goes off and you tense up again. I dont' deal well at all with loud sudden noices and this week after I get home has been constant loud sudden noices.
As a result from all this stress I haven't slept well. Constant nightmares. the worst being the dream where I wake up and find the scary drunk redneck guy standing in the doorway of my bedroom watching me sleep. That one I woke up screaming and spent the following hour triple and quadruple checking all the locks in my house.
But it's the weekend now. I have monday off. Maybe I can finally relax
At work we have had major technology issues. The building I'm in has had the inability to scan anything into the computer. This means we couldn't fax documents out, email contracts and deed packages to the clients, nothing. And in a "We MUST be as much of a paperless office as possible" environment this has been annoying.
But... thank god the fooze ball table in the IT office still works. Oh yeah. They were playing it all the time, while we couldn't do shit for our jobs. They finally got off their collective asses and did something when the big bosses noticed most of my office going over to the main building 3-10 times a day to use their fax machines or scanners. It was finally the wednesday after the friday that the stuff went down that they finally fixed it.
Then Thursday the main building lost power due to some transformer or something wiping out power for most of Amherst. My building still had power but guess what.... the server which houses the phones, faxes, scanners and computer networks... were in the main building so our building couldn't do squat so we got sent home at 12:30. That was nice as I really needed a nap. But on Friday when we go in we get told, that they are not comping us the time we got sent home. If we want to get paid... we have to take PTO (paid time off).
Then there's the Wonder-twit. Monday she sent out packages to attorneys even though she has been specifically told to not send anything out and leave it for me to look it over and I will send it out. So of course this means that of course things were majorly wrong with what she sent out and I spent 1.5-3 hours a day fixing the stuff she did wrong and apologizing to attornies. It's really getting to a point where it is not helpful to have her. she's supposed to be there to lighten my load. But for every file she does (which would take me 45 minutes to do) I have to spend at least an hour the next day or so fixing things on said file. but I can't get my boss to understand this. Le' Sigh.
And I can't wait for this weekend to be over when all the drunk assholes who think it's funny to set off firecrackers at random intervals from the time they get home from work (if said idiots are actually employed) until about midnight. I wouldn't mind if they were the little "pop pop pop pop" kind. but nooooo they have to be the kind that sound like someone firing a shotgun in the backyard. Just as you finally relax from it... BANG another one goes off and you tense up again. I dont' deal well at all with loud sudden noices and this week after I get home has been constant loud sudden noices.
As a result from all this stress I haven't slept well. Constant nightmares. the worst being the dream where I wake up and find the scary drunk redneck guy standing in the doorway of my bedroom watching me sleep. That one I woke up screaming and spent the following hour triple and quadruple checking all the locks in my house.
But it's the weekend now. I have monday off. Maybe I can finally relax
