Forget murder on the dance floor, this is murder on the office floor!

It’s been one of those weeks at work. Too much to do and not enough time to do it all. And every time my phone rings it’s someone wanting me to do something new for them or wanting to know why their work is not yet done.

We are currently busy creating a new web site for my company which means that everything that is on our current web site has to be re-written and then approved by the various departments.

But aside from this we also have to continue with our regular work flow.  

My current work flow is so crazy that ½ the time I don’t know if I’m coming or going despite my ‘To do’ lists and daily planning.  Added to the mix are the usual office politics which I try to avoid as much as possible.

I have one particular lady at my work who is notoriously difficult to work with. And what do you know, 90% of my work currently needs her approval.

And then it happened, I walked in the door this morning, sat down at my desk and my supervisor says

Dom:  ‘ So, I had an email from Sophie’

those 7 words are enough to make me feel sick.

me: ‘Yeah, what about?’

Dom: ‘To complain about the fact that you missed a comma in the newsletter that you published on Monday’

me: ‘You must be jokinig!’

Dom: ‘ No, but you know, it’s Sophie’

Honestly, if she was near me at that moment I might have stabbed, several times!

I also found an email from her in my Inbox. Implying that other than the missing comma I also added the wrong information at the bottom of the publication. So I had to warn Dom to expect another email complaining about my incompetency.

 

What she failed to take into account was that that bit is part of the template. I did not add it!

Right, I could carry on ranting about people who are driving my insane with their demands but then I would not be able to work so I had better get on with what I’m being paid to do.

I can’t wait for this week to be over!