There are things that I’m good at and there are things I’m good at … not so much.
For instance, I can’t be a waitress. I know this because I tried that gig once. I was bad. I couldn’t remember anything anyone asked for, brought the wrong things and never refilled people’s drinks. I don’t even know why they kept me. This is why I try to be a big tipper when I go out. It’s a job I can’t do and they can, they deserve the big tip. Unless I get a waiter/tress that was like me … then it’s really just being helpful to tell them my story and not leave them a big tip.
With that thought in mind, I would like to share with you the following email I got from our office goddess who runs the place. ( she better never leave us … we truly cannot function without her!)
Subject: RE: Alarm company – Alarm Code ####. If the panel gives you a number for example 8, then do #####8. R
You are probably noticing that her whole email to me was in the subject line. This is because R knows that unless we get emails from clients – we really don’t care what any of our co-workers send to us. So she puts the whole email message in the subject line. This is both brilliant, sad and funny at the same time. In essence, R has created office twitter. She rocks.
That was my message. That was all I knew. Nothing more.
Until some guy started wondering through the office halls dressed in Carhartt and happened by my office to ask if I knew “the code”.
This was all I had:
- A guy in a cap and Carhartt standing in my office doorway
- An email subject line from R.
- No one else of any authority in the building
I author-it-tized.
In retaliation for leaving me in authority for 15 min. that day without my knowledge and quite honestly, I would never really recommend that to anyone ….. I sent the following message to my boss and R.
Subject: RE: RE: Alarm company – Alarm Code ####. If the panel gives you a number for example 8, then do #####8. R
The fixer guy asked me to enter the code. He looked kindof official and all smart-like, so I plugged the number in. When I did, it said “armed”. I also signed something from same said “official looking guy” but did not get a copy. Apparently “official looking guy” has HIS “official office person” (being PC) that will mail it to us.
Hopefully I didn’t screw anything up.
Sincerely, the coatless, bootless blonde in the north wing. Actually, I think I’m in the West wing … that makes me more official too.
J
I was coatless and bootless because at that point I was also in denial about actually being in Wisconsin’s cold weather. I was hopeful, it became the office talk and I eventually did wear boots and a coat.
So the morral of this story is …… never leave me in charge – I have no idea what I’m doing. Also …. no one responded back to my email.
Cheers to authority!
Jennifer
@ThingsAll2Good
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