Now tell me this isn't the dumbest thing a boss has made anyone do.
I will start off by filling in a little background information about my boss. He can't do anything for himself. He doesn't work out of our office (thank God) but rather over his cell phone or from his house. When he needs somethings faxed, he will first fax it to us at the office so we can then forward it on from our fax machine. Why don't we kill about a thousand more trees per day. He will call up..."I need a favor, can you call the pizza place (which is actually 60 miles away but only 5 miles from his actual location) and order 2 large pizzas?" "Can you research paintball guns and CO2 for me? We're paintballing this weekend!" Um, call me crazy, but I thought you were running a business (we make training materials for salespeople). Do you want me to do actual business related work (this is how you make your money, remember?) or do you want me to be your personal assistant and call around for paintball guns all day?
So today, in between calling MORE landscaping companies (for his other house), calling security companies and doing actual layout and graphics on some documents, he gives his request to the office manager. She then calls me into her office for a "small" request from the boss man. I need to drive down the road our office is located on, as well as the 20 or so parallel streets and locate houses with "For Sale" signs. I then have to write down the realtors name, company and phone number. I shall report back to the office manager so she can call these realtors and make appointments so the boss man can sell his other house.
And here I am, thinking I applied for a graphics/desktop publishing position when in actuality, I really applied to be Jill-of-all-trades AKA Ass-wiper.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
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