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Aug. 22nd, 2006 08:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meitantei_cjOh, damn ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tennant_love. Damn them for posting about the "red ladies knickers". And then posting the actual radio interview. "Listen, you can come over and look at them right now!" XDDD I think other people would've gotten angry at being accused of such a thing. The fact that he didn't just gives him many more cool points.
I think that would be the best way to wake up. I'd be half-asleep and just SHOOT out of bed if I heard something like that. And then I'd be too busy laughing at the absurdity of it all to get back into bed.
That made the day a little better. This is only Day Two, folks. Day Two out of TEN days of Taslessness. Joan is already getting me iwthin mere seconds of pulling my hair out. The sheer stupidity of the woman boggles the mind. And TAS... every once in a while, she does something stupid. Like, two months ago, Varghese asked me to pull out a case so he could look it over. Someone wanted some information. That case was from a HUGE bunch of cases I had to go through when I first started this job. All the cases from 1993 and 1996 had to be purged: Checked to make sure they were closed without issues and dumped, save for a few documents important enough to keep. Some cases weren't closed without issues and were kept. This was one of those cases. Fine.
Except the case wasn't in the drawer. And I checked the books I put the documents in, and it wasn't in the books, either. So I was freaking out, thinking I'd gotten rid of a case that should have been kept. I told Tas it wasn't in the drawers or the books, and she didn't lift a finger to help me. I asked the auditor of the case if she had it, and she didn't. And apparently no one had it, because it wasn't signed out of the file room.
Case was looked through and supposedly not purged three years ago, right? Got the request to look at the case two months ago, right? Okay. Cut to today: I'm looking for something totally unrelated, a form so Mariya can request information from the IRS, and WHAT do I find in my searching? The case, of course. The case and copies of the case. No note in the drawers to say it was taken out, no notice from anyone. I'm going crazy wondering where this case is, and it's in the same metal mail-inbox thing it's probably been in for, oh, a few years or so. Possibly.
Tas tells me to do things. She says to make sure I reenter the password on the database correctly, make sure I know where all the cases are, make sure I make a little note if I'm removing a case from the file room. Then she forgets to do it. She's a smart woman, but sometimes she can be the dizziest person in the world. Or second-dizziest. Joan takes that cake.
By the time today was over, I was FILLED with tension. I had this pain from my neck down my arm, all on the left side of my body. My right eye hurt. I got outside and felt worse. Then I got home and found that Dad was messing around with things and, just like he always does, didn't put things back the way they were. Long story short, I had the worst headache for about two and a half hours. And THIS, as I will tell Mom eventually, is why I take one day off whenever she goes on vacation.
Meh. Anyway, family's gone, have the apartment to myself. Think I'm going to stay home this weekend. Tempted to take off Friday because I want to, but... *shrugs*
tennant_love. Damn them for posting about the "red ladies knickers". And then posting the actual radio interview. "Listen, you can come over and look at them right now!" XDDD I think other people would've gotten angry at being accused of such a thing. The fact that he didn't just gives him many more cool points.I think that would be the best way to wake up. I'd be half-asleep and just SHOOT out of bed if I heard something like that. And then I'd be too busy laughing at the absurdity of it all to get back into bed.
That made the day a little better. This is only Day Two, folks. Day Two out of TEN days of Taslessness. Joan is already getting me iwthin mere seconds of pulling my hair out. The sheer stupidity of the woman boggles the mind. And TAS... every once in a while, she does something stupid. Like, two months ago, Varghese asked me to pull out a case so he could look it over. Someone wanted some information. That case was from a HUGE bunch of cases I had to go through when I first started this job. All the cases from 1993 and 1996 had to be purged: Checked to make sure they were closed without issues and dumped, save for a few documents important enough to keep. Some cases weren't closed without issues and were kept. This was one of those cases. Fine.
Except the case wasn't in the drawer. And I checked the books I put the documents in, and it wasn't in the books, either. So I was freaking out, thinking I'd gotten rid of a case that should have been kept. I told Tas it wasn't in the drawers or the books, and she didn't lift a finger to help me. I asked the auditor of the case if she had it, and she didn't. And apparently no one had it, because it wasn't signed out of the file room.
Case was looked through and supposedly not purged three years ago, right? Got the request to look at the case two months ago, right? Okay. Cut to today: I'm looking for something totally unrelated, a form so Mariya can request information from the IRS, and WHAT do I find in my searching? The case, of course. The case and copies of the case. No note in the drawers to say it was taken out, no notice from anyone. I'm going crazy wondering where this case is, and it's in the same metal mail-inbox thing it's probably been in for, oh, a few years or so. Possibly.
Tas tells me to do things. She says to make sure I reenter the password on the database correctly, make sure I know where all the cases are, make sure I make a little note if I'm removing a case from the file room. Then she forgets to do it. She's a smart woman, but sometimes she can be the dizziest person in the world. Or second-dizziest. Joan takes that cake.
By the time today was over, I was FILLED with tension. I had this pain from my neck down my arm, all on the left side of my body. My right eye hurt. I got outside and felt worse. Then I got home and found that Dad was messing around with things and, just like he always does, didn't put things back the way they were. Long story short, I had the worst headache for about two and a half hours. And THIS, as I will tell Mom eventually, is why I take one day off whenever she goes on vacation.
Meh. Anyway, family's gone, have the apartment to myself. Think I'm going to stay home this weekend. Tempted to take off Friday because I want to, but... *shrugs*
