Wednesday, March 22, 2006

"We're all going to jail; it's just a matter of time." -Frank

The first time wasn't annoying. I'd messed up a phone number so naturally I'd be more than willing to bring up the file and change things and reprint it. Of course. Man, I know I'm stubborn, but I'm not stupid. So yeah, I fixed it. But then Dorkhead came in again and asked me to change the spacing of a paragraph. The spacing was fine, because just about everything I do is perfect. (haha) Also because I'd doublechecked it before hitting print the second time. I brought up the file again and showed him how the spacing was, and why that was correct. He said, "It must be my eyes." and walked away.

Ok, whatever, only a slight interruption to what I was working on. But when he came in the third time within ten minutes I was ready to smack him.

He told me that when the pages are coming out they are cutting off the side, but adding a large white space at the bottom of the page. What? What are you smoking, sir? He asked me to print it as an 8.5x11 this time rather than the 8.5x14 I had been. Ok, fine. I pulled up the file AGAIN and checked all of my settings. Once again, I was correct. I explained that all of my margins were right and it was set for 8.5x11 in the first place. He said, "No, this is the long paper. Could you adjust it so John and I don't have to keep moving the paper around on the copier to get it centered on the page?"

What the...? I was, once again, dumbfounded by his lack of logical thinking. I jumped out of my chair, grabbed the paper, and walked into the office with the copier; Dorkhead followed closely behind.

...Ok, I know I am stubborn and stuckup and a total brat when I am annoyed with someone. I am well aware of it. But it is hard to change. It is hard for me to be nice to someone when they are not only incredibly annoyingly dumb but also dragging me away from my work to fix their stupidity...

I mumbled "I can not believe you guys can't figure this out." quite loudly as I grabbed for the paper cutter. After I sliced off the 3 extra inches off the bottom of the paper I said, "Wow; and I didn't even go to college!" I threw the paper into the top feed on the copier and hit start. Totally bugged.
I shoved the paper cutter back in its place beside the printer and grabbed my newly-copied perfectly-centered paper off the copier.

John asked how that worked; why was that the solution? I explained that because the copier was reading it as a legal size page it was reformatting when he selected letter.
He told Dorkhead that it was because they were not "Copier Technicians", unlike me.
I was SO DONE with the dumb titles they were giving me.

I said, "I am not a 'copier technician', I am not a 'secretary', nor anything else you come up with. I have titles that require a few more capabilities than that and I am earning the titles just fine."
Dorkhead explained that I was introduced to him as "Jayar's secretary", so that is why he's been calling me that. I was there, sir. I was introduced as "our receptionist and do-all."


Hahaha, man I'm feisty. But it isn't when people want me to help them, I am more than willing to help. I will answer your questions and figure out your problems. I just helpled Diane with a Word problem (I finally just had to rename the template and then life was OK) I would love to help you any way I can.

It is the seventh and eighth times you come to me complaining that your email won't come up and I have to tell you to quit entering the URL into a search field!

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