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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

The Confrontation

Since I am now working part-time on my business and part-time for someone else, I am lucky enough to have the best of both worlds and for that I'm truly grateful. I'm exposed to two very different companies with situations that don't even come close to overlapping, and it's exciting.

When I'm not working for myself, I'm working for "Claire", who fired one of her two top people and hired me to replace them. It's not hard to compete with the former talent, as she literally did nothing for 5 months and got a salary of $8,000 a month to do it. The fact that I can work part time for Claire and do more should tell you something.

Claire had been considering firing the other top person who was equally useless, but she hadn't made up her mind quite yet.

Yesterday I was in the office, reviewing a proposal, when the other "talent" came storming in. "Doris" was furious, because Claire was no longer taking her calls as regularly as she'd like. Doris was way too important to be ignored (she told us) and she demanded to speak with Claire. Claire was out of the office, so I took Doris outside to discuss the issues with her.

Doris proceeded to unload on me, accusing Claire of being highly unprofessional. Talk about the pot calling the kettle black: Doris used language that would make a sailor blush.

"And you tell Claire," Doris screeched, "That while she's busy f-ing around with her new boy toy in that adulterous relationship, she is wasting time. Don't think I don't know! She is avoiding me and it's a load of sh-t!" As she said this, she turned and graphically hit her butt to demonstrate what sh-t meant. As if I couldn't figure that one out.

"I'll be sure to pass it on," I said cheerily, waving goodbye to her.

I happen to know that Claire's going through a divorce, and she doesn't have time for an adulterous relationship, but it's not Doris' business (obviously).

I passed the conversation on to Claire, who was understandably furious.

Doris got the confrontation she wanted, through email. And Doris scrambled backwards so fast you'd think the roof was caving in. Her denials were loud, and she protested that she couldn't understand what game *I* was playing.

Yeah, Claire bought it. Not.

So Doris finally pushed her luck too far and she was fired yesterday. As for me, I get to take up her workload also. Since she was doing nothing, it's not a heavy load.

I think I can handle it.

8 comments:

Ed Abbey said...

I didn't realize you worked in zipcode 90210!

Saur♥Kraut said...

Ed, Oh yeah. High drama.

daveawayfromhome said...

So, did she think she could just dump all that in your lap and you'd be too scared or intimidated to pass it on the boss?
Somebody doesnt know our Saur, do they?
Despite that it was apparently a bad idea to have hired those two, I hope that you are making at least more than either of them made, since your doing both their jobs (not necessarily as much as both combined).

daveawayfromhome said...

"you're", not "your". I hate that mistake.

Three Score and Ten or more said...

I'd just like to make 8000 a month even if I had to DO something. Amazint that such people last any time at all.

The Lazy Iguana said...

$8k a month? Really?

For that scratch, Ill move to Tampa.

M@ said...

Wow that was stupid. I wonder what this biz is?

M@ said...

the use of "them" in the first sentence caught me off-guard b/c although it's non-sexist it was confusing b/c of number.