Listen asshole, you are an arrogant condescending fuckwad.
You asked me to find the rough copies of the files that were in progress so I found them and placed them in your in box while you were talking on the phone. You saw me place them there so when you came to my desk two hours later, silently took me by the arm and led me to your in box and asked what the files were doing there… well, you looked like a fucking idiot.
When I said, “Those are the rough copies you asked for” you did a LONG phony laughing fit, slumping in your chair, pretending you couldn’t breathe, waving me off when I started to speak… really, bad acting by the way.
Then you said, “Oh God, that was funny… sorry, I just didn’t know you really couldn’t comprehend that I wanted you to type the rough copies, spell check them and send them to me by e-mail.”
WTF! Why didn’t you fucking say that in the first place. and then you said, “when X works with me she just does that.”
Well, la-dee-dah for good old mind reading X. I also don’t appreciate the threat to shape up or you would have to talk to human resources about their decision to hire me.
I meant what I said when I told you that if you want me to do something than you will need to let me know what that is and not expect me to read your or X’s mind. I also meant it when I told you that you can come off as condescending and that I don’t appreciate being ridiculed especially by someone who is not my superior.
I got news for you buddy… X isn’t here anymore and if you want to go to human resources, fine by me. I was already warned by several people that you’re an officious little prick and since they recruited me to shape up this company from the hot mess you got them into, I doubt you’ll get very far with them. —Not Your Secretary
This article appears in Jun 3-9, 2010.
are you ready????
bow to the masters….
break it down!
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o.p., like facefuckup book, you should be very careful about what you say here. you just bnever know, the boss might be reading this bitch. you just never know who we are, or what we all do. but with me, i work alone, so you are safe. but maybe someone else? and if boss don’t read these, maybe someone who knows them do, and will just let it slip to them, sometime. like elmer fudd says,”be verwy careful”.
Hahahaha, zZz: well you think you can tell us what to do *broooooooowwwwmmm*
OP you should have yanked your arm back when the other tried to walk you and very sternly informed the co-worker about touching. Someone like me would have taken that as an act of aggression for bowels and bahahahas.
Tell them your not paid to read minds.
You didn’t take a job reading minds & didn’t realise that you would have to babysit either .
But mention you do take instructions if they are clear and concise, & you prefer them in writing. So you can tell the person who expects you to read their mind, that you have their instructions in black & white & nothing was mentioned about e-mailing them to him.
OR you could do what I would do & tell him to Fuck off, & not just fuck off & leave…but fuck off & die.
OP have a nice day .
Ha! Nice, More. Or dig out your job description and go to the requirements, take it to the coworker and say, “See that? Mind reading was not a requirement for the position.”
NGF, job requirements always screw you over. They add a little “And general office duties as required” or some such at the end, just for this reason. Apparently, in this job, mind reading IS required.
Well it should specifically say, “Mind reading is required.” No employer can enforce that. My mother’s employers have tried doing stuff like that to her and when she put her foot down they backed off. If it’s not in my profile I don’t do it either.
And if an employer took me by the arm to lecture me I’d probably threaten to break their wrist or shoulder when nobody is looking.
Sometimes it’s not about reading minds in particular, but picking up on cues and some common sense. Also, as usual, I doubt we’re hearing the whole story here.
You got one of those fucking twats too, eh?
I wonder if it’s a co-worker or a superior to the OB.