http://www.structuredprocrastination.com/
A website that does, indeed, explain a lot about the way I work. Wonderful little essay.
**Work Rant for the Day**
I am the receptionist. I have been told that I am not to accept deliveries since our mail room is the floor above and it creates extra work for them. So whenever someone holding a box or a bunch of envelopes comes through the door I have to inform them that "all deliveries are to go to xxth floor." Normally I just get a smile and nod; this is a routine these people are used to. Law firms take up more than one floor and the mail room is never on the floor to which the package is addressed. Never.
About 15 minutes ago a man walks in holding a box. I say, "I'm sorry, all deliveries are on the xxth floor."
"What?!" he indignantly replies.
"All deliveries need to go upstairs. I am not supposed to accept packages here." Perfectly reasonable.
"Wha-, what?!" Now the man is turning red and is clearly just not listening to me.
"Our mail room is on xx. I cannot accept packages here."
"What? What do you mean?"
"Is that package a delivery?" I inquire, full well knowing the answer.
"Yeah."
"Then it needs to go to the xxth floor. Where the mail room is. I don't accept deliveries. All deliveries go to the xxth floor." I'm not sure how else to put it to him.
"F*cking [something mumbled]. This is bullshit. You have any idea how many places I've had to f*cking take this thing?!"
I simply shrugged and pointed at the elevator.
I think it's time for me to make a sign to hang on the desk: "ALL DELIVERIES MUST GO TO THE XXTH FLOOR. YES, THAT INCLUDES YOURS"
Thursday, July 31, 2008
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