Monday, Monday (nah, nah...)
I love my job. But LEL is frustrating the hell out of me. After the two of us having three little talks, I decided they weren't "sticking" and I went to HR. HR agreed with me that she was behaving inappropriately, and spoke with her the following day. LEL changed her tune. For two weeks. Those two weeks are over, and she is back to her annoying ways.
- Spraying perfume (about half a dozen spritzes) twice a day
- Telling me not to go in Cowboy's office, but instead, to go to her (never mind that Cowboy has asked me to come talk with him, or leave something in his Inbox for him)
- Telling me not to put files in the file cabinet when I'm finished with them, because she wants to go through them first to make sure I haven't messed them up (whatever, less work for me)
- Interrupting me when I'm talking with Tunafish or Nice Partner about work to ask them about t.v. shows or something else equally unimportant
- Stage-whispering to Cat Lady about other people
- Talking louder than stupid people speak when they're talking to blind people
- Using the typewriter we share but leaving the wires out in such a way that invites people to trip over them (no, I have not tripped)
- Telling her Baby Attorneys she doesn't know how to do things for them and making a big fuss about running all over asking people how to do things like Proofs of Service (very simple - we even have a form), ignoring the fact that I taught her how to do it.
On my mean days I feel like just ignoring her all day, every day. Literally pretending she's not there at all. However, I have other days where I want to be better than that, and do what's in the best interests of the firm. I like all the people she works with, and am totally happy to help them. If I ignore LEL, that indirectly hurts those people, which I don't want to do.
I have not yet figured out how to reconcile these opposing feelings. Going to HR was a huge thing for me - I am not comfortable doing it again. Not only because of the "telling on" someone aspect, but also because I don't want to be seen as a trouble-maker, and because I'm scared they would move me, which I don't want.
This morning I walked into work with Tunafish. LEL and Cat Lady were talking, and I threw a "Good morning!" out. LEL looks up, looks right past me, and says, "Good morning Tuna!" Oy to the vey.
- Spraying perfume (about half a dozen spritzes) twice a day
- Telling me not to go in Cowboy's office, but instead, to go to her (never mind that Cowboy has asked me to come talk with him, or leave something in his Inbox for him)
- Telling me not to put files in the file cabinet when I'm finished with them, because she wants to go through them first to make sure I haven't messed them up (whatever, less work for me)
- Interrupting me when I'm talking with Tunafish or Nice Partner about work to ask them about t.v. shows or something else equally unimportant
- Stage-whispering to Cat Lady about other people
- Talking louder than stupid people speak when they're talking to blind people
- Using the typewriter we share but leaving the wires out in such a way that invites people to trip over them (no, I have not tripped)
- Telling her Baby Attorneys she doesn't know how to do things for them and making a big fuss about running all over asking people how to do things like Proofs of Service (very simple - we even have a form), ignoring the fact that I taught her how to do it.
On my mean days I feel like just ignoring her all day, every day. Literally pretending she's not there at all. However, I have other days where I want to be better than that, and do what's in the best interests of the firm. I like all the people she works with, and am totally happy to help them. If I ignore LEL, that indirectly hurts those people, which I don't want to do.
I have not yet figured out how to reconcile these opposing feelings. Going to HR was a huge thing for me - I am not comfortable doing it again. Not only because of the "telling on" someone aspect, but also because I don't want to be seen as a trouble-maker, and because I'm scared they would move me, which I don't want.
This morning I walked into work with Tunafish. LEL and Cat Lady were talking, and I threw a "Good morning!" out. LEL looks up, looks right past me, and says, "Good morning Tuna!" Oy to the vey.
posted by Green at 4/10/2006 08:23:00 AM
2 Comments:
A better title might have been Monday,Monday,Monday
Is it too mean to suggest often sneaking up behind her and suddenly speaking loudly? Maybe a good fright a couple times a week will convince her that work is just too stressful at her age and might bring on a heart attack.... I'm sure you'd be willing to bring in a cake to celebrate her retirement, right?
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