Today was kind of funny at work. I was there for 13 hours. Why?
Me a week and a half ago: Hey manager, we need to get X set up for all this shit for monday. Half of the entire province of British Columbia will be mad at us if we don't get these orders out.
Manager: Lalalalalalala I can't hear you.
Me: ...
Me on monday: Hey this shit isn't done yet. Can we get this going so maybe I can send these today? Shipments to the ass-ends of the Western Cordilliera have to go early in the week or not at all.
Manager: [vague reply]
Me: ...
Me on tuesday: Is it done yet?
Manager: No. [actual reply! No comment, no "It'll get done later", just 'not yet']
Me on wednesday, etc.: [You get the idea]
Finally, friday afternoon rolls around. The national sales manager is wondering what the fuck is going on, and the BC account rep has been bouncing off walls for three days. At 3:15 pm my manager FINALLY FIXES THE ACCOUNTS SO I CAN SEND ORDERS. Ohheythesearenowaweeklateandhavetogothismonday.
Manager: So you're gonna come in this weekend to do this right? I'll OK the extra hours!
Me:
So I just stayed late instead.
At this point, I can say without any hyperbole at all, that I cannot think of a single major client
in the entire country that we have not managed to piss off. THE ENTIRE NATION OF CANADA IS MAD AT US RIGHT NOW. OW QUIT IT.
Oh and as an added bonus, a FedEx plane carrying an irreplaceable medical shipment for a Montreal client did a belly flop on landing at the airport this morning. I had to spend an hour making arrangements for off-hours delivery, but amusingly enough we actually got the freight. Today even!