I get in to work at 8:00am for a day sat doing nothing. Time much better spent at home catching up on the things I can’t do as I spend half my life in hotels. Of course, despite being an IT company, someone thinks it’s a good idea to have staff with broadband connections and mobiles sat at a desk, using company electricity and toilet paper (not while at the desk. Often).
Anyway. Getting in for 8:00 means I can finish at 16:30 and beat the traffic. I sit all day, twiddle my thumbs, work on the guestmap (below) and 16:00 approaches… then all hell breaks loose. Annoying Useless Woman wants me to fix a barcode scanner that’s not worked all day because she’s too stupid/lazy to read a manual. After 20 minutes and a lot of swearing, I prove there’s nothing I can do because it’s broken. It didn’t need me to figure that one out.
Then I get an email I was promised an hour earlier with details asking me to ring a customer “urgently”. So urgent that the call had originally been taken in the morning and they’d only just now got round to forwarding me the contact information.
To cap it all, Russ then needs to know some details about a report some dozy prat in London wants written for him (at no charge – dream on, jerk). It takes another 15 minutes to explain what an asshole this customer is and how we should be charging him no matter how far he spits his dummy.
Net result – I finish late. I can’t even go in late tomorrow as a protest. Getting in later means spending longer in the traffic. Gah. I think I’ll work over tomorrow and just take Friday afternoon off. Sod ’em. Flexi time can work both ways and I think I may just introduce it into my working style.
On the lighter, side Hans isn’t dead yet and I’ve updated his blog.
