Tuesday, November 03, 2009

It must have been Monday

Yesterday was the day from hell. It began way too early and lasted until I dragged my tired old butt up these five flights...

Today, has to be better, right?

It's too bad really, as I had enjoyed the best weekend. I spent the majority of my time alone, I walked a little, cleaned a lot, read until I couldn't see the book anymore, did a near complete re-run of the Sopranos...(Oh how I wish I was Italian)...rested my poor back and legs...it was just a great, relaxing two days.

Then Monday morning arrives. My title clerk/receptionist texts me at four-forty-five in the blessed am: My son has a temp of 102. That's too bad, I think, especially as her kids are sick at least every two weeks. AT LEAST. So, I write a long message telling her that I certainly understand that she cannot choose the timing of such issues, but I remind her that it is the first of the month, and this is NOT a good time for her to be gone, especially when you consider that we just on Friday went from an automated telephone answering system to live. LIVE telephone answering, who knew? However, I want to ram that phone up the rear end of someone that caused this "new great level of customer service". I have serious work to do, people. Giant issues to handle, numbers to gather, and wolves breathing down my neck until I get it done. I hear nothing from her for hours...then she tells me that she has taken him to the dr and he has bronchitis, and there really is nothing she can do but stay home with him...but she will continue to "try to figure something out". Well...I am not happy with this mode of communication, so I call her. And she does not answer her phone. And I don't hear from her for the rest of the day. Not once. Now, I know this girl, I am with her every day she decides to grace the company with her presence. That phone is nearly attached to her body. So, I decide that I am being ignored and that does not make me happy. I assume she is afraid to talk to me about it, and honestly, she should be. She will not be a happy girl when I get to talk to her, which I assume will be today. It better be, as I cannot survive another day like yesterday. I worked almost eleven hours and that phone rang at least a million times...at least. Bah. I did manage to get most of what needed done, finished. However, I am not a fan of stress and pressure like I felt yesterday. It's unnecessary and seriously detrimental to my health. Today, assuming everyone is in place, I will get the previous month handled and put away. The first of the month is always trying...

So, I drive home..in the dark, which is probably not the smartest thing I have ever done. I am blind at night. That is a new problem, one that has crept up on me the past few years, and seems to worsen with each day. I do not like the time changes, I just wish they would leave it all alone. Once here, I just sat down and took one of everything I have for pain. Refused Marks company, refused his offer for dinner, I just wanted to be left alone in my misery and pain. I think I stayed awake about an hour..and today, I feel back to normal. Yeah. Better day today? I certainly hope so. Happy Tuesday. I'm out.

8 comments:

Cheryl said...

I love the idea of talking to a real person and not having to go through the automated answering system, although some are not too bad.

Did she show up today?? Shame on her for hiding yesterday. It's one thing to not come in to work, another to be not be accessable.

Today's got to be better. I hope so.

Sophie said...

Nothing is more frustrating or harder on the rest of the staff than chronic Monday no-shows. I've had a couple of those along the way too. And the first of the month is definitely the worst time to pull that crap. Back in the "old days" parents had to have a back-up plan for sick kids because taking work off frequently wasn't an option if you wanted to keep your job.

I know how you felt about those telephones, I am the live answering person for ten lines and somedays trying to get anything else done seems impossible. At present I'm working on cleaning out years of stuff in our filing closet and all I do is run back and forth like a chicken with it's head cut off!

Hang in there, praying you up a better day today.

Maria said...

It is tough to be the boss, yes? We have a secretary in our office with 5 kids under that age of ten and I swear, she is always calling in to say that one of them is ill.

On the other hand, we have another secretary who came to work sick for two days last week. She looked like hell, she keep coughing into her hand instead of her elbow and then touching everything...ugh. I finally told her to GO HOME and she was mad.

Somebody had to do it.

LL Cool Joe said...

I'm glad to hear you are feeling a bit better today. When I feel ill I just want to be left alone to wallow in my own misery. Actually I do that whether I'm ill or not!

Leann said...

I hope today is indeed a better day. Or was that yesterday? I lose track being on nights. Anyway, bottom line, I hope you're doing awesome!

Blessings to you.

desert dirt diva said...

yes i too hope today is a better day for you! am i sorry i have not commented.....my same excuse dial up..sucks and its hard to go to this page and that page....I love the new look of your page....and I can't believe she did not answer her phone i have 4 kids and a on call babysiter all the time..you should of reminded her bronchitis is not contagious...and she better get her BUTT to work... so am i hired.....lol.. have a great hump day

desert dirt diva said...

P.S. your grandsone is so very cute!

M Chickk said...

Just popping in to say hello after a long time away. I will have to catch up on your life.

The baby is ADORABLE!!! No matter how bad I feel, or how bad I think things are, I look at my baby or even just his picture and he puts a smile on my face every time. They are truely amazing, as I am sure you will agree!