Putting on Your Donald Trump Hair
The new personal assistant has not been doing well. For all the months she's been working for Turkey (since like February or early March?). When she started, on her very first day, Turkey gave her a project to complete. She hasn't done it.
In case you're new, I work in a law firm. It's business casual every day. No Jeans Friday. Business casual in San Francisco law firms is a wide range of things. However, it does not include jeans, sneakers, yoga pants, or leggings with deliberate holes up the sides. She has worn all these things (not all at once).
Some people think that every workplace is like Google and Facebook, and skipping around the office while throwing popcorn into your coworker's mouth is okay. Not true. The PA has zero office experience, and that's a huge problem. Not only does she not know how to dress in an office, but she doesn't know how to behave, nor carry her own weight.
It kind of drags us all down. We're rushing around trying to get shit done for clients, and she's interrupting to ask us to do her a favor. There's a very distinct divide between her work and our work, because we work for a law firm, and she works for Turkey personally. All of us have worked in law firms for a long time. So what winds up happening is that PA will ask Office Manager to do something for her. He'll say no. The reason he'll say no is because of some legitimate reason that is totally obvious to everyone but her. She'll stand there trying to engage and argue with him. Who has time to explain this shit?
Today I had to explain to the Substitute PA what a trust account is in a law firm, how it's used, how it's different from a family trust, and how retainers are related to trust accounts. Why? Because he's subbing for Office Manager and didn't understand what the big deal was if he accidentally wrote a check from the trust account rather than the operating account. ::bangs head on desk::
Today Turkey told me he's firing PA. Then I had to sit there while we figured out when in his schedule he'd have time to say, "You're fired!" How fucked up is that? Not only shouldn't I know at all, but I shouldn't have to help him. Does he want me to draft what he's going to say to her too? Monday's going to be outrageously awkward.
In case you're new, I work in a law firm. It's business casual every day. No Jeans Friday. Business casual in San Francisco law firms is a wide range of things. However, it does not include jeans, sneakers, yoga pants, or leggings with deliberate holes up the sides. She has worn all these things (not all at once).
Some people think that every workplace is like Google and Facebook, and skipping around the office while throwing popcorn into your coworker's mouth is okay. Not true. The PA has zero office experience, and that's a huge problem. Not only does she not know how to dress in an office, but she doesn't know how to behave, nor carry her own weight.
It kind of drags us all down. We're rushing around trying to get shit done for clients, and she's interrupting to ask us to do her a favor. There's a very distinct divide between her work and our work, because we work for a law firm, and she works for Turkey personally. All of us have worked in law firms for a long time. So what winds up happening is that PA will ask Office Manager to do something for her. He'll say no. The reason he'll say no is because of some legitimate reason that is totally obvious to everyone but her. She'll stand there trying to engage and argue with him. Who has time to explain this shit?
Today I had to explain to the Substitute PA what a trust account is in a law firm, how it's used, how it's different from a family trust, and how retainers are related to trust accounts. Why? Because he's subbing for Office Manager and didn't understand what the big deal was if he accidentally wrote a check from the trust account rather than the operating account. ::bangs head on desk::
Today Turkey told me he's firing PA. Then I had to sit there while we figured out when in his schedule he'd have time to say, "You're fired!" How fucked up is that? Not only shouldn't I know at all, but I shouldn't have to help him. Does he want me to draft what he's going to say to her too? Monday's going to be outrageously awkward.
Labels: Turkey
posted by Green at 6/20/2012 10:26:00 PM
2 Comments:
It seemed to me like Turkey was the kind of boss to fire someone on a post-it, like slap it down on her desk as he rushes out to lunch and tell you on his way out to get her out in the next two hours (because he would take a minimum two-hour lunch) and to make sure she doesn't steal anything.
Also, I picture her as the kind to bring you a post-it that says, "YOU'RE FIRED!" and ask what it means.
its like the song that never ends...you go on an on my friend....
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