Thursday, November 20, 2008

Dear Boss,

Please stop lecturing me for no apparent reason. It's a waste of my time to have to sit there and listen to you ramble on for five minutes about nothing. I'm not fixated on doing it a certain way. I'm just making a suggestion or looking at it from a different angle. I don't really care how we do it.

All I can do is sit there and nod and wonder how long it's going to be until you quit crabbing at me and I can go do some actual work.

Some day, I'm just going to stop saying anything. It's pointless and you'll just find something to bitch about no matter what I do.

I feel so sorry for your kids. If you're like this at home, I think they secretly hate you.

You Are a Crazy Control Freak!

I have to give her a little bit of credit--she did give up on her Very Bad Idea from yesterday. Woohoo! But she did spend a good bit of time trying to get that to work instead of working on edits for a publication that needs to be done tomorrow, so I lose anyway because I'm the one who's going to have to stay late to do all the edits when she finally gets around to it tomorrow. I am not staying late two Fridays in a row!

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Another smack for my boss...

My boss (The Shrink) needs a lot of smacking. Almost every day (except weekends and major holidays). It's a full-time job.

So what is it today? Obsession and bad ideas. Not a good combination. When The Shrink gets an idea, she's like a pitbull. She just won't let it go and she's obsessed with making it work, even when it's a really incredibly bad idea. Just because someone else did it that way doesn't mean it's the right way for us to do it. Fine, do it your way, but it's stupid and it doesn't make sense.

I don't understand why we can't use my fantastic and amazing ideas, but whatever. Don't blame me when the end result is crappy.

Tomorrow: How The Shrink Lectures Me for No Apparent Reason

Sunday, November 16, 2008

A Big Smack for My Boss!

My boss deserves a big smack for making me stay an hour late on Friday. To do something that she could have done herself in ten minutes or less. And giving me more edits after she said she didn't have any more edits.

And then we found it it didn't really need to be done until Monday, anyway.

Smack, smack!