I'm going to vent a little. If you don't want to read this or are already aware of my dislike for the people I work with, please feel free to avoid this post.
I work with this woman. I say woman but she's more like the dragon lady. See?
Because I'm not a heartless bitch, I'm going to protect her by not using her real name. However some of you probably know who I'm referring to. Either way, I'm going to name her Asshole. Yeah, I totally went there.
I've been working at this office for almost 8 months as the office manager. A position I've pretty much been doing for 4 years. I've done an excellent job thus far with no issues from previous employers or my current boss. Yes, I am bragging a little.
But this Asshole! She's been working for my boss for several years now and they've got a great work chemistry going on. That's awesome. Honestly. It makes the work flow a little easier when you know someone well enough to just do things without second guessing or having to go ask. And it was helpful to me when I first started, having Asshole know all the ins and outs of my boss. But now, I've been here long enough to be able to make these judgment calls and decisions myself. I'm the office MANAGER. You are the nurse.
Let me take a second to tell you something about me. I HATE HATE HATE when people step all over my toes and try to do my job for me. For any reason. Like I said earlier, if I wasn't doing my job to par, I'd know about it by now. Clearly, I'm not having any issues. So step off. I don't need you telling me how to do something that a monkey could do. Just because you can't remember how to do it properly doesn't mean I have the IQ of a cardboard box. It's like.... you know when you go out of town or miss a few days from being sick and someone in your office covers for you? Of course they're not going to do as good a job as you but when I come in and have to do it all over again? Not cool. The thought of coming back here after a week in Vegas causes me to hyperventilate.
Because Asshole was out of town last week, she has a ton of work to play catch up with (I won't even get into the replacement nurse drama we had last week. I will say that one of them, she just walked out in the middle of the day and didn't come back). She left in such a rush yesterday afternoon that she left practically all that work sitting in her station. She said three times, THREE TIMES, that she'd be here today at 7:30 to get it done. I don't have to be here when she's here in the morning but I feel like I should be. So I wake up, exhausted from being at bridal portraits til 10 last night, haul ass to get here on time and that Asshole doesn't show up until after 8:30!! If you can't follow through on something, I lose some respect for you. Especially if it pertains to your job. If you say you're going to do it, then fucking do it. Otherwise there are thousands of people who would be more than happy to have your job these days.
Now that I've vented all angry like about Asshole I feel I should share some of the stuff that makes me laugh about her. Laughing behind her back of course.
Homegirl is 50 years old. Sure she looks great for her age, I can admit that. But some things you just shouldn't wear. Ever. There were several days this summer where there was no doctor in the office so we were allowed to wear jeans and be casual. Now because we work in an office, people do stop by from time to time. Patients, sales reps, nurses from other offices, you get the picture. The point is, even though there are no patients or doctors in the office, you still need to look like a person. Not a hooker.
There were days where she's be in tiny skirts and shorts that even I wouldn't wear. Looking classically sexy is better than looking trashy every.single.day. Boobs were hanging out, hooker heels (I have hooker heels but work is NEVER EVER the place for them!), make up done up in her best 'going out, Saturday night' look. I really wanted to tell her that I'd be more than happy to style her but when someone is that age and going through a divorce, it just didn't feel right.
Another thing I won't tolerate, is someone lying about me. I. AM. NOT. A. LIAR. And for someone to accuse me and attack me about how I handle myself in the work and professional environment is not going to be tolerated. End of story.
If I find out that you've lied about me, to me, ect, this happens.
Flogging. Lots and lots of flogging. I might even get your face. Scarlett letter style if you lie on me.
Word.
In other news, sad news actually. The memorial service for Alexander McQueen was this week and EVERYONE was there. Not, EVERYone cause I wasn't there but you catch my drift. My style Icon with a capital I, Sarah Jessica Parker was there looking STUNNING!! I know it was a super sad thing and I feel a little ashamed for looking at the pictures to see whatever was wearing but come on, it was for McQueen! Of course everyone was going to look great.
Case in point:
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