me:
i've been doing this doc review project now since jan right? which is good, b/c it means that i'm employed
T:
yes?
me:
but, aside from the lack of internet, and the arbitrary "punishments" for other people's actions and the people employing us stating that we're worth less than chairs
.... i work w/ this woman named thelma, whom i just want to punch.
she's just so inane
and sigh
did i ever tell you about danis? from when i was in PA?
T:
Umm.. I'm not sure if you have.
me:
she's like danis, but worse
and the best/worst part is that this week they authorized overtime. so, that's good, b/c it means that i can make like 1800 a week. which, is awesome. but the more time i spend with this woman i just want to die. or kill her
plus -- the work sucks.
like, all you do is click "responsive" or "not responsive" and if responsive "privileged" or "not privileged" and some level of confidentiality
T:
what exactly do you do?
me:
i look at electronic documents, and mark them according to whether or not they have to be turned over to the other side, and under what conditions they get turned over. but it's first level review. so it's not all that complicated, and involves absolutely no skill. at the level i'm at, if i mess up, there are like 10 people above me that will catch it.
anyway, so this woman, thelma is like 65 and she has a voice that's kind of low, and sounds like she needs to hawk a loogie, and she talks slowly. so like every 15 mins she just blurts out, to no one in general things like "what is divx?" "has anyone seen 'who killed the electric car?'" "is this responsive?" and my favorite "i'm going to do something with this"
me:
jesus fucking christ woman just fucking click something and shut the fuck up
(btw, thank you for letting me rant)
but the worst part about thelma, is that she also has to opine about EVERYTHING. and her drone is loud enough to cancel out other people's conversations. and she never lets anyone else talk
me:
so if i'm having a conversation w/ someone, she'll butt in even though my compatriot was in the middle of a sentence. and any addition to the conversation is inane. and if not inane, it's just patently untrue. so i sit in my chair gesticulating wildly.
T:
holy shit...
me:
b/c i can't hear who i want to hear, and because i have to hear her,
T:
your job sounds so much worse than mine.
me:
t -- i hate it
last week i came home in tears b/c of the chair thing
T:
any leads on something substantial?
me:
(which really was worse than explained)
kind of
i may get a call from [a consulting company]
and i may have another interview w/ [a health care system] in their legal dept
b/c the advocacy position didn't pan out b/c the svp of marketing is an idiot. but, no matter what, i'm goign to be stuck w/ this for at least 3 weeks (unless it ends)
T:
So, it sounds like you should be out having a drink... especially since it's St. Patrick's day.
although, I imagine it's crazy out there?
me:
i'm having a drink here well, i'm on my second. i plan on getting drunk by 10:30 and going to bed. i have to erase the day
T:
that sounds like a fine plan.
me:
t, it's awful. i'm going to spend 11 hrs a day w/ this woman. well, unless i get lucky and she doesn't take the overtime. but she complains about her back. the worst was yesterday when we got the email about overtime. i was like "what's the next income bracket? i need to figure out when it isn't beneficial to go for the overtime" so like 10 of us are sitting there figuring out what is the optimal time to work so that we dont' jump into the next tax bracket and lose the immediate cash.
me:
(because even though we'd get it back next year, they'd tax us on it now) and she'd just drone on "i'm not taking it" and "well, my back hurts" and "you'll get it back" and i was like "yeah, but i don't want to wait.... " and she wouldn't stop saying, "but you'll get it back"
T:
lol.. did you slap her? ;)
me:
no, but it's getting harder every day for me to not lay the verbal smackdown on her.
you know, the one where i snipe at her very soul and reduce her to a weepy mess