Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Week's Best E-Mail

This is my pick for cutest "forward" of the week.

This is exactly why you should always, ALWAYS ... twirl once in front of the mirror before leaving the house.

And here's the gist of yesterday's disappeared post. Damn Blogger. As I mentioned previously, both Skank Girl and my colleague, the other paralegal at work (we'll call her La-la), were both on vacation last week. Skank Girl, the Boss Lady's quasi-literate secretary, was sent on hers by the Boss Lady. It seems Boss Lady's resort condo needed some work done on it, and Skank Girl is married to her handyman, so off they went for an all-expenses-paid week in the semi-tropics. La-la, however, hadn't cleared her vacation in advance and just announced out of the blue at the last minute Wednesday before last that she was going. And went. Did the Boss Lady bother to just tell her no, she couldn't be off at that particular time? Nooooooooo. So, La-la was supposed to be back last Thursday to help cover a very hectic day. And it was hectic as hell, with the Boss Lady grabbing new business left and right as though she'll be on Welfare next week if she misses one new client with a little money. Instead of returning as promised, La-la called last Wednesday and said she'd be back Monday, which left just me and the Boss Lady there on Thursday. Apparently, the Boss Lady wasn't all that thrilled with the whole scenario because La-la seems to have been fired by phone over the weekend. How classy is that?! It's true that she wasn't much of a worker, but what an ignominious end. I don't really know what happened. All I know is that when I went to pick up my files Monday morning, Skank Girl told me to also pick up those from what had been La-la's in-box, announcing, "La-la ain't here no more." That's all she said, and I didn't ask, because I'm not on chatty terms with Skank Girl any more. What it meant for me was a doubled caseload -- with no mention of any additional compensation. La-la didn't do that much anyway, but she was at least a warm body who could do some work. Now it's just me and Skank Girl, who can't do squat. Hell, she can't even speak passable English, much less write it. And all I can think is, "I have got to get outta there." This whole debacle leaves me in the lurch on several fronts, but that's a story for another day.

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For now, just ... Happy Hump Day!


G-Man said...

Say that again.....

Just kidding Shere.
Obtain a joint..
Set flame to the end of joint..
Take a deep breath..

Do your work.
Collect pay.
Go home..

Send G-Man a smile...:-)

Serena said...

If only it were that simple, Galen. I am trying to stay above it all and retain my equanimity, though.:)