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< y'all! y'hear! godDAMMIT i'm a walkover | posted at 8:31 pm on June 25, 2003 > i'm not a fucken lackey.and y'all better remember it, buds. i had a nice little cry in the loos today because i guess i'm just not equipped properly to handle the stress of stuff, i can't really be bothered to go into the details but suffice to say yesterday's kerfuffle with printers and distribution proved even worse today, we've lost two days that we - especially the editorial dept - worked our butts off to SAVE, and we are shitty as hell. i am especially annoyed as my boss comes up to me, says distribution people went a little off at her (as well they might, though it wasn't our fault) saying that they had been on the phone with our printers when it wasn't their job and we should have been on their backs about the fuckup, not her. and right distribution was. then boss says to me, 'i don't know if we do this internally, or...' with a look that suggests that i was meant to do it. i'm sorry, but that is her job. sure, it's the first month that either of us have had to contend with this particular side of the magazine, but i calmly, and nicely reply 'that was part of alison's job before she left. this is the first month that i have had anything to do with this as well. i think we need to sit down and organise between us how this is going to work out.' and i know - and was backed up in my suspicions - that this particular part of alison's job was handed over to her - however, to her credit, she is very competent and probably just didn't realise that it was handed over to her as i don't think she was properly informed about how to do things and as i was, i kind of took the wheel a little and it seems that she is under the mistaken impression that it was handed over to me. it wasn't. i have a big enough job as it is - and i don't get paid nearly enough for it - so today i was pissed off firstly at printers, then at the fact that i was unappreciated and people just asked me to do whatever they wanted me to do, and i always say yes, and now that alison's gone noone is saying 'no, sarah, that's not your job, so-and-so, do it yourself' - she knew that i have hardly any capacity for no-ness, she used to say it for me. david is saying it, sometimes, once with a website issue the other week when he said it was his job, not mine, when someone asked me to do something, but since he is in editorial alone and not cross-departmental as most of us are, he doesn't see a lot of the parts that i should be saying no to. and i know you're all saying - sarah, come on. just say no. get a fucking spine. but gawd, i'm trying. it's hard - i can't do it. i never thought i'd be as wimpy as this. in fact yesterday another of my bosses asks me 'hey, can you ring this place and ask what this woman's last name is - i've forgotten.' PUHLEASE. ring her yourself - it's YOU who's forgotten the name! lord! BUT I BLOODY WELL DID IT - perhaps my job title should be 'RESIDENT DOORMAT'. *sigh* the sad thing is i love where i work and i love the people and i can't leave, because i do enjoy working there. i just have issues every now and then when these things happen. i am having such a bad week at work. plus it's raining. i don't like rain. god i'm a wuss. and obsessed with work - i need to get over this. maybe i should put a ban on talking about work full stop in this diarymajig. annoyed and pissed off and sick. oh yeah so it was a shit day and to top it all off, harry potter V was a complete disappointment, the worst of all five books so far i'd say. uneventful! nothing interesting! i didn't even care when the person who died died! BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING SO FAR.. and i don't care if you think i'm a nerd 'cause i am and chances are you are as well -- APPLE ARE LAUNCHING THE NEW G5, that's right, the G5. G5! (drool) those last five |