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Part time gripes! I can feel myself becoming ever more angered by the part-timer. She makes a meal out of any job she is asked to do, she writes copious amounts of notes that never seem to come of anything. I don't think she has a clue what she is doing, yet she has worked here for over 10 years and is still as new to the job as me. Her father used to be a partner in the business, now retired she only has her uncle, who owns the company, as her family link. I just can't believe that at 40 odd years old she is still this useless. I've been told she used to work as a team leader in a well known high street bank. However she managed that, God only knows. Before the receptionist came along in november this woman was doing that job, booking in and out of jobs, meeting customers and police officers. Ins even months her confidence has vanished and she is now completely thick. Sitting opposite me she writes job number after job number in to a diary, writes the status of the job or if the contact details are blank. She then prints a copy of the job sheet and piles it in her diary. So far in two days she has used a ream of paper and half of that is just wasted because she can't only print one page out of two. Nothing is said. She writes in the diary what is happening on the job even though it's written on the printed sheet. none of us know what she is doing, we don't think she does, but we have noticed that the database she is supposed to be working on hasn't been started. No doubt she'll hand over all those pages to the receptionist to do the database work. It's not only the work; she irritates me on the whole. Her voice, her questions, her appearance. She seems to spend the 4 hours that she comes in (when she does turn up!) just fart-arsing around and not doing much at all. Sitting with her is awful, I'm constantly keeping an eye on what she is doing. I don't have the energy to talk to her or be nice to her, which sounds really bad I know, but she just gets on my nerves so much. Give me anyone else to speak to and I perk up, I'm sure she must have noticed it already. Then again she is that slow she probably hasn't. I feel myself becoming meaner tp her, I just can't stop myself. I don't have time for her. This afternoon I was quite busy, I went to a meeting, was introduced to police officer and had many jobs to sort out. I also found out I'm getting some business cards ordered - why? I can only take this as a good thing, that I passed my police vetting and that they are planning on keeping me for a while. Yay! |