I was hardly impressed when I got the instructions for this job. Christmas eve day, and we've got to do a BS run 200 km out of the city. This important job? Oh running some excess furniture to the storage at that out of town plant. There's absolutely no reason why it couldn't be during the week of the 28th; no reason except the customer wanted it done on the 24th. Fine, whatever, we'll put in an extra early start and hopefully finish early.
We wind up finishing everything off by 1:00 go see the customer to say our goodbyes. But no, because we finished so quickly, she's got to see if there's anything else for us. Um no, we finished early because we started early, we'd like to get home to our families. That won't fly, she's got a few things for us, she just needs to call some people. We take a fifteen minute break while she makes these calls.
We come back and see her with her nose twisted completely out of joint. With a tone of utter disgust she tells us: "You guys may as well just leave. Everybody's gone home already... hmmmph... just because it's Christmas eve they think they can leave early... it's just another day." We run at this first opportunity rather than giving her a chance to change her mind.
What a pathetic little life this woman must live. I mean she has a husband and children, yet no apparent desire to spend time with them at this special time of year. It's not like we were on some mega-project with a year end deadline, it was all just BS make work crap. But I guess for some people, work is the only life they have.
We wind up finishing everything off by 1:00 go see the customer to say our goodbyes. But no, because we finished so quickly, she's got to see if there's anything else for us. Um no, we finished early because we started early, we'd like to get home to our families. That won't fly, she's got a few things for us, she just needs to call some people. We take a fifteen minute break while she makes these calls.
We come back and see her with her nose twisted completely out of joint. With a tone of utter disgust she tells us: "You guys may as well just leave. Everybody's gone home already... hmmmph... just because it's Christmas eve they think they can leave early... it's just another day." We run at this first opportunity rather than giving her a chance to change her mind.
What a pathetic little life this woman must live. I mean she has a husband and children, yet no apparent desire to spend time with them at this special time of year. It's not like we were on some mega-project with a year end deadline, it was all just BS make work crap. But I guess for some people, work is the only life they have.
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