Night mare

OH NO my fellow co. worker "idiot?" told me working Saturday was a night mare. WHY? you must be asking yourself. Was he inundated with customers? NO Was he feeling poorly? NO. Was his pussy poorly? NO. Could he not find his christmas cardie with the fur trimmed hood? NO. Could his wife not find her umbrella? NO NO NO. The cause of his night mare was...............His gate was frozen shut! Honestly this "idiot?" is priceless.

progress

In all my  years working with the "idiots?" we have run two order books. One for the commercial orders and one  for the domestic. Up until the  present time this system has worked quite well. Yes I agree it's not perfect. Certain fellow co.workers "idiots?" don't remember to write the order in the book. The same fellow co. workers don't remember to tick the order when they make it even if they do remember to write it in the book. But hey ho that's the way it is. NOW it's all about to change, our order system is going computerised. Some of us have embraced this change as inevitable progress. Some of my fellow co. workers are trying to resist the change by putting obstacles in the way. In the middle of the week last week we were trying to iron out a few wrinkles.  A fellow co. worker tried a few blocking tack ticks to slow progress. AND THEN "PUFF" the end of the tether was reached by husband boss "idiot?" as he's the person who has spent hours and hours working on  the new ordering system. He lost the plot completely and said to the fellow co. worker in question "Listen you're between  sixty five and sixty seven you're nearly dead so what's it go to  do with you!" I WAS LOST FOR WORDS. I've  got the reputation for being out spoken and he took the biscuit. The rest of the "idiots?" looked on in stunned silence.

No Sense - of direction

I have no sense of direction. But it appears one of my fellow co. workers "idiots?" is worse than me. Today he has to make a delivery and he keeps telling me the route he's going to take. Even I who doesn't know my left from my right, my up from my down, and forget north east south west, knows what he's telling me is the wrong way.BUT I can't make him understand he's going the WRONG  way!!

Gok Whan

I am not a dedicated follower of fashion. But I am clean and tidy and for my age appropriately dressed. For work I don't have a uniform but I do dress in either a black skirt or trousers with a modest top (remember all the "idiots?" are men) this week has been reasonably mild up until today so I have been wearing a lighter weight coat. I think it's quite nice especially for work. It's red with patch pockets and at the back it has a design feature where the fabric gathers up into a mock bow shape. This coat wasn't purchased for it's design. I purchased it in the next sale and it was cheap! Wednesday evening I put on my coat to go home not thinking about much at all I wandered into the office to say bye bye. THEN one of the "idiots?" proceeded to comment on my red coat. I can't fathom why. But he went on to comment he doesn't like the back of my coat apparently he thinks it looks silly. I'm not much bothered as I can't see the back of my coat. I'm just glad I'm not sensitive to comments made because a sensitive person could have taken offence!!

New year same old "IDIOTS?"

Monday afternoon I was sat at home enjoying my last  hours before the start of another year with my fellow co. workers. My home phone rang. My spider senses told me it would be a fellow co. worker giving me an excuse why he couldn't come to work on Tuesday. I was right. It was the usual suspect. Avid blog readers with know all about my fellow co. worker who is a hypochondriac. I just knew it would be him. "I'm not well. I've got a cold. I'll be in on Wednesday." Once again my spider senses told me Wednesday would come and go and he would still not turn up. Once again I was right this morning the phone went. He croaked and moaned that he was still poorly and will try and  pop in tomorrow. Another fellow co. worker who like me has worked here along time needed to ask this "idiot?" a question so I transferred the call. I couldn't wait to ask him if the "idiot?" forgot to carry on the pretence after five minutes of conversation. I didn't get the opportunity to ask. My fellow co. worker bounded out of the back office smiling to himself and said "after a few moments he was talking normally." sadly we both knew this would be the case. I get the feeling this year is going to be much the same as last year.The kidders amongst us will be thinking there pulling the wool over our eyes when in reality there just being predictable!

Just make up the rules why don't you!

In carpet retail it's all over bar the shouting.We work up until Friday but in the great scheme of things it's all done. Orders placed fittings organised. Yes we're waiting for a few last minute deliveries but apart from disasters we're not doing a whole lot in the shop until we return in January.Yesterday afternoon turned into a bit of a social. a couple of reps. came in bearing gifts which was lovely. A box of handmade cup cakes went down well with the sparkly edible glitter. And we even received a big box with choccies diaries champagne and wine. We were enjoying a beverage with the bearers of these gifts when the rules changed. Up sneaked a fellow co. worker and said in my ear "I'm off now I've got nothing else to do." It was 3 o'clock this fellow co. worker knew I couldn't do anything. I was trapped with gift bearers. So off the "idiot?" sloped. This morning in he came full of the joys of the season (NOT!).And then I enquired "What was that all about yesterday?". His reply was he had nothing to do. Well I've got news for him. If I'm staying here until my allotted finish time so is he!

I don't bloody believe it

Yesterday in mooched a fellow co. worker "idiot?". He ummed and ahhed a bit. And then said "I don't feel too good today. Is it all right if I work until lunch time and then go home?" I looked at him and believe it or not I fell for it. I thought oh he looks unwell so I agreed. As the morning went on the "idiot?" fellow co. worker got brighter and brighter and completely forgot the dying swan act. At about 12.30 he walked past my desk with his sandwiches in his hand. Hang on thought I, your working until lunch time but you're eating your lunch in the hours your working. Summats not right. Then the telephone rang. A mysterious stranger was meeting my fellow co. worker at 1 o'clock. The fellow co. worker wasn't ill at all the bloody "idiot?" hadn't thought this through at all. It was obvious he had arranged to meet this guy for one reason or another and had decided in his wisdom to pretend he was poorly to gain the afternoon off without argument. Today this fellow co. worker mooched in again. Absolutely steaming angry because the mysterious stranger hadn't actually purchased the item he had viewed yesterday that was for sale on e-bay. You would think he would at least have had the decency to carry on the charade for a couple of days instead of completely taking the piss!