May 03, 2002-9:40 p.m. I don�t think the new supervisor is quite sure how to take me. I�ve mentioned the nearly daily meetings about getting the backlog caught up, right? Wednesday, when I returned to work, she and I had another one of these meetings during which she, again, reiterated how absolutely necessary it was that we meet some impossible goal but that our manager would probably be happy with a slightly lower but equally impossible amount of progress. At this point she made the fatal mistake of asking me what I thought of that. Sa: ~not missing a beat~
*pregnant pause* Supervisor: �You�re so funny� ~Sa sighs loudly�a la TD, shakes her weary head, and then makes her way back to her desk~ **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |