CurlySue
P.I's Mummy
- Joined
- May 12, 2008
- Messages
- 1,945
- Reaction score
- 0
So, here I am, on Day 15 of down-reg drugs and four days before my first baseline scan. I'm tired. I'm not happy. My stomach, it's constantly churny. I feel like I've eaten something wrong. I feel constantly nervous, not knowing if it's a physical thing or a manifestation of the deep-rooted fear I feel that this might, just, not work.
What I don't need? Is the cock that I work for behaving the way he has behaved this past week.
I could give ten examples of behaviour that deserved a slap just since Thursday. I fear I am being unreasonable. I wonder if it's the stress of IVF that is leading me to feel such overwhelming fury about him, but I'm really not sure that it is. I will give you some examples: -
1. I wrote three letters to clients currently in prison. It's very hard to get visits unless you book them way in advance. I got visits for the week beginning 1st June, did them all letters to let them know and all that jazz. Twonkface calls me into the office and says "Why have you not explained to *** and *** that you were having problems getting earlier appointments to see them?" so I tell him "Because it doesn't apply to them, only ***. We're going to see them next week. I booked them visits ages ago. It's only **** that we're not seeing for awhile. It's going to look stupid if you apologise to the other two for not being in sooner than Monday 1st June when you're going in on Wednesday 27th May, isnt it? They're going to think you're not going in to see them next week if I say that."
He glares at me as if I am stupid. Tells me to use my common sense (erm, I just did?) "Just do what I tell you to do," he says. "I'll decide if it looks stupid or not."
Well, it does. He is such a tw*t that he'd rather make himself look stupid than admit that he is wrong.
2. He says that I (yes I, all my fault) have "kept him late" by not fixing evidence bundles that are to go out in the post. This is at 1.50pm. He has to be elsewhere by 2pm. The post does not go out until 4.45 so why he is standing there sorting them out himself ten minutes before an appointment and blaming me for keeping him late is beyond me. For one thing, he doesn't even know what evidence is needed because he never looks at it. I'm the one who has to bloody sift through the crap. Oh he then bitches at me for not "keeping these letters with those discs". I glare back at him and say "They were. The discs are here, on my desk. Where were the letters? Oh yeah, with the discs. On my desk." I may well have told him to stop fucking moaning at this point.
3. On Tuesday, I spoke to a client who said he was going to come in on Tuesday afternoon to pick some stuff up. Friday afternoon, he has still not turned up. I ask twonkhead if he wants it sent out to him because he has a trial coming up shortly and he won't get the evidence beforehand. He literally, physically THROWS it on the floor next to my desk and says "I said he was coming in, didn't I? Stop trying to fucking palm it off on me." He said he was coming in on Tuesday, yes. It was now Friday afternoon and he had still not been in. Logics say that it's best to get it to him over the weekend seen as how he needs to have read it all by Wednesday.
4. I am a liar, apparently, and he refuses to accept as the truth the fact that you cannot get an urgent meeting for him on Tuesday when said meeting needed to be booked two weeks in advance and it's Bank Holiday Monday coming up.
This is but four examples. There have been numerous.
Yesterday, he was out of the office for most of the day. He came in at half past one and carried out Point Number 2 and point number 3, which was the only interaction he had with me all day. Yes, to scream at me, to throw something on the floor next to my desk and to swear at me.
I don't need this shite right now, do I?
What I don't need? Is the cock that I work for behaving the way he has behaved this past week.
I could give ten examples of behaviour that deserved a slap just since Thursday. I fear I am being unreasonable. I wonder if it's the stress of IVF that is leading me to feel such overwhelming fury about him, but I'm really not sure that it is. I will give you some examples: -
1. I wrote three letters to clients currently in prison. It's very hard to get visits unless you book them way in advance. I got visits for the week beginning 1st June, did them all letters to let them know and all that jazz. Twonkface calls me into the office and says "Why have you not explained to *** and *** that you were having problems getting earlier appointments to see them?" so I tell him "Because it doesn't apply to them, only ***. We're going to see them next week. I booked them visits ages ago. It's only **** that we're not seeing for awhile. It's going to look stupid if you apologise to the other two for not being in sooner than Monday 1st June when you're going in on Wednesday 27th May, isnt it? They're going to think you're not going in to see them next week if I say that."
He glares at me as if I am stupid. Tells me to use my common sense (erm, I just did?) "Just do what I tell you to do," he says. "I'll decide if it looks stupid or not."
Well, it does. He is such a tw*t that he'd rather make himself look stupid than admit that he is wrong.
2. He says that I (yes I, all my fault) have "kept him late" by not fixing evidence bundles that are to go out in the post. This is at 1.50pm. He has to be elsewhere by 2pm. The post does not go out until 4.45 so why he is standing there sorting them out himself ten minutes before an appointment and blaming me for keeping him late is beyond me. For one thing, he doesn't even know what evidence is needed because he never looks at it. I'm the one who has to bloody sift through the crap. Oh he then bitches at me for not "keeping these letters with those discs". I glare back at him and say "They were. The discs are here, on my desk. Where were the letters? Oh yeah, with the discs. On my desk." I may well have told him to stop fucking moaning at this point.
3. On Tuesday, I spoke to a client who said he was going to come in on Tuesday afternoon to pick some stuff up. Friday afternoon, he has still not turned up. I ask twonkhead if he wants it sent out to him because he has a trial coming up shortly and he won't get the evidence beforehand. He literally, physically THROWS it on the floor next to my desk and says "I said he was coming in, didn't I? Stop trying to fucking palm it off on me." He said he was coming in on Tuesday, yes. It was now Friday afternoon and he had still not been in. Logics say that it's best to get it to him over the weekend seen as how he needs to have read it all by Wednesday.
4. I am a liar, apparently, and he refuses to accept as the truth the fact that you cannot get an urgent meeting for him on Tuesday when said meeting needed to be booked two weeks in advance and it's Bank Holiday Monday coming up.
This is but four examples. There have been numerous.
Yesterday, he was out of the office for most of the day. He came in at half past one and carried out Point Number 2 and point number 3, which was the only interaction he had with me all day. Yes, to scream at me, to throw something on the floor next to my desk and to swear at me.
I don't need this shite right now, do I?
Although now, she is going to the media to try and drag the business through the mud, which shows her true colors as the business was a non-profit animal shelter!
Is there any way you could change your line manager for someone who has less of a tiny penis syndrome?!
