I don't think I like her very much
Mar. 21st, 2007 03:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyDear Colleague,
I am not psychic.
If you put a little pile of receipts on my desk and don't tell me (1) who you are, (2) what they're for and (3) whether it's to be reimbursed, salary packaged or matched with the business credit card statements, don't then sigh and roll your eyes when I ask the office at large, "What are these receipts on my desk for?" Especially not when it turns out that there are some of each. And especially when it turns out you have put them on top of a similar pile of receipts from someone else. And especially not when we had this discussion last month too.
Regards,
Alicia
But enough of that: time for March Meme Madness!
Day 4: Alter Ego
I have a... friend. Let's call her Daisy.
She does not write snippy LiveJournal entries about colleagues who put little piles of receipts on her desk; she doesn't even think snippy thoughts about them. She even enjoys hearing about the broken yoghurt machine in the café across the road.
She is as organised in her personal life as in her work and does not fritter away all her free time on inconsequential things. She finishes every project she starts, and doesn't start anything new until the old one is finished. She does not get tongue-tied when asked for directions, nor when complimented. When she tries on clothes, they drape artfully. She is at least a little bit good at some sort of sport and is a much better musician than I am.
She does not laugh at the misfortune of others, no matter how funny it is, and she does not think people are stupid simply because they disagree with her. She doesn't find people tiresome at all. She is always positive and confident. She takes life very seriously.
She is very loud and pushy and never avoids a conflict. She is always late. She is completely oblivious to the world around her and never notices anything.
On balance, I don't like her very much.
I am not psychic.
If you put a little pile of receipts on my desk and don't tell me (1) who you are, (2) what they're for and (3) whether it's to be reimbursed, salary packaged or matched with the business credit card statements, don't then sigh and roll your eyes when I ask the office at large, "What are these receipts on my desk for?" Especially not when it turns out that there are some of each. And especially when it turns out you have put them on top of a similar pile of receipts from someone else. And especially not when we had this discussion last month too.
Regards,
Alicia
But enough of that: time for March Meme Madness!
Day 4: Alter Ego
I have a... friend. Let's call her Daisy.
She does not write snippy LiveJournal entries about colleagues who put little piles of receipts on her desk; she doesn't even think snippy thoughts about them. She even enjoys hearing about the broken yoghurt machine in the café across the road.
She is as organised in her personal life as in her work and does not fritter away all her free time on inconsequential things. She finishes every project she starts, and doesn't start anything new until the old one is finished. She does not get tongue-tied when asked for directions, nor when complimented. When she tries on clothes, they drape artfully. She is at least a little bit good at some sort of sport and is a much better musician than I am.
She does not laugh at the misfortune of others, no matter how funny it is, and she does not think people are stupid simply because they disagree with her. She doesn't find people tiresome at all. She is always positive and confident. She takes life very seriously.
She is very loud and pushy and never avoids a conflict. She is always late. She is completely oblivious to the world around her and never notices anything.
On balance, I don't like her very much.