Ya’ll know this shit couldn’t be done and over with.
It just keeps getting better and better.
So Incompetent and I are the only ones in the office. Everyone else is out. One with food poisoning, my boss has strep — I had subway the other day and my guts are still fucked up. If I had leave and it wasn’t the end of the pay period, I’d have dipped out too.
But alas, I endured.
So, in my previous post I mentioned how we have this special survey project that we were okayed for OT. It’s due in two weeks to the boss’s boss’s boss. And my entire unit is helping out. Even people who don’t have to make calls — our data analysis, our data entry person, our off site trainer, and our boss.
I made about 20 of these survey calls today, got squat and a little discouraged, and decided to move onto my regular caseload. I’m on the phone, currently speaking with an out of state contact trying to organize medical care for an infant who was adopted.
Incompetent barges in my office and demands to know if I called a person named Ashley (obvious pseudonym) — I’ve called like 60 people today; I can’t remember every single person, especially one with an ubiquitious name.
Also, she barged in whilst I was on the phone. Like there’s no way you can’t tell. The receiver is stuck to my face and I am speaking words into it. I place my hand over the mouth piece and say “I don’t know.”
“Well, I haven’t done any survey calls.”
And she didn’t even try to handle the incoming call. “Oh, well she’s is away from her desk. Could I assist you?” She’s obviously been trained on how to do this because we were all there when my boss trained us on how she wants this done. I’ve done it before. Fuck, I do it all the time. It’s not hard…
Repeat after me:
“She’s away from her desk right now. Could I possibly be of assistance or take a message?”
No. Of course not. Defies common sense.
Incompetent proceeds to then transfer the call to me three times… even though it’s patently obvious I’m on the motherfucking phone.
Also, she left my door wide open… which I don’t like because a.) HIPAA and b.) her voice is annoying as fuck.
So I call the person back, which it was a survey call. The person was very nice and I got a great survey.
Hold the motherfucking phone.
“But I haven’t done any survey calls.”
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
This is due in less than two weeks to the higher ups, and we, as in my whole program, is busting our ass trying to get it done and you haven’t even worked on it….
I can’t. I literally can’t.
Also, since Bosslady is currently indisposed, I have to just hold out until next week. Like, I don’t know if I should bring up the continual fuckshit cunthattery to my boss. It’s so passive aggressive and insidious, but it’s not outright and apparent.
I mean, should I say something — like “this bitch is trying to throw me under the bus?”
I don’t know.
This may make me sound outrageously sexist, but I really hate working with other women. I’d hands down rather work with dudes. Or just have like an actual dude in the office.
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