Please Understand
It's not that I wish you are having a bad day. It's that I think maybe my bad day won't feel quite so bad if I know I'm not alone in the bad-day having.
Lowlight so far:
Yesterday I wasn't feeling well, and left work early. Today, Nice Partner saw me and said, "Feeling better? What was wrong? Rabies?"
Did my boss just call me a dog?! I mean damn, I know compared to his very thin, very blonde, very perfect wife I'm ugly, but it's really not cool to say that.
Hey Nice Partner! Not so nice. Sure, we joke around sometimes, but we are NOT on that level, got it? Let's not make me blog about this again.
Update: You're off the hook, guys. Moments after I posted, Paralegal Boy came to talk with Nice Partner about exhibits needed for trial. As they were talking outside Nice Partner's corner office, Kennedy came down the hallway and asked ParaBoy if he sent something to Court for him.
"Not yet, I just wanted to ask if I should redact..."
Kennedy grabs his head and tilts the top half of his body down towards the floor. "Now I'm in contempt of court! We just lost the whole trial. It HAD to be in by 9 a.m."
Nice Partner takes this opportunity to duck back into his office.
ParaBoy, "Nice Partner, I'll get right back to you!" He then turns to Kennedy. "Did you want me to include the graph with the rents ..."
"It doesn't matter. Just send it. Right away. I had 24 hours to get this in. Now I'm in contempt."
I guess having lost a trial and put a partner into contempt of court is worse than being called a dog by your boss.
OOH! And, AND! As if that wasn't enough!
I just told File Clerk this whole story, right as a black Baby Attorney came over to us. Someone else was nearby as File Clerk and I were talking, and when Baby Attorney left, they said, "Did he just take that file? I needed that! This is terrible!"
And without missing a beat, File Clerk responded, "Yeah, it IS terrible, we should lynch him." Immediately a horrified look spread across her face as she realized what she'd said.
Good grief. My bad day is not so bad after all.
Lowlight so far:
Yesterday I wasn't feeling well, and left work early. Today, Nice Partner saw me and said, "Feeling better? What was wrong? Rabies?"
Did my boss just call me a dog?! I mean damn, I know compared to his very thin, very blonde, very perfect wife I'm ugly, but it's really not cool to say that.
Hey Nice Partner! Not so nice. Sure, we joke around sometimes, but we are NOT on that level, got it? Let's not make me blog about this again.
Update: You're off the hook, guys. Moments after I posted, Paralegal Boy came to talk with Nice Partner about exhibits needed for trial. As they were talking outside Nice Partner's corner office, Kennedy came down the hallway and asked ParaBoy if he sent something to Court for him.
"Not yet, I just wanted to ask if I should redact..."
Kennedy grabs his head and tilts the top half of his body down towards the floor. "Now I'm in contempt of court! We just lost the whole trial. It HAD to be in by 9 a.m."
Nice Partner takes this opportunity to duck back into his office.
ParaBoy, "Nice Partner, I'll get right back to you!" He then turns to Kennedy. "Did you want me to include the graph with the rents ..."
"It doesn't matter. Just send it. Right away. I had 24 hours to get this in. Now I'm in contempt."
I guess having lost a trial and put a partner into contempt of court is worse than being called a dog by your boss.
OOH! And, AND! As if that wasn't enough!
I just told File Clerk this whole story, right as a black Baby Attorney came over to us. Someone else was nearby as File Clerk and I were talking, and when Baby Attorney left, they said, "Did he just take that file? I needed that! This is terrible!"
And without missing a beat, File Clerk responded, "Yeah, it IS terrible, we should lynch him." Immediately a horrified look spread across her face as she realized what she'd said.
Good grief. My bad day is not so bad after all.
Labels: Kennedy, Nice Parter
posted by Green at 5/01/2007 11:57:00 AM
2 Comments:
Oh, crap! I guess we all have days from hell. I feel for that poor file clerk - How mortifying.
You know, maybe next time I'm having a crappy day I'll feel better because maybe I'm making someone else feel better.
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