Wednesday, January 7, 2009

miss high school much?

No, not me. Really. But I think my boss does.

I don't even like going upstairs to leave my lunch in the fridge anymore because every time I do, he calls me in his office. Well, maybe not every time, but many times. It's not so much that I don't want to talk to him in general, but I don't expect to be in there to listen to him talk about the other employees. If he has a problem with them, he should talk to whoever it is personally. And I especially don't want to be hearing him complain about the person who trained me for the job I've been doing since the middle of June (no, that person was not my boss). If it weren't for Diana, I would know virtually nothing about my job. No exaggeration there either.

Hearing all of that crap from him just made me feel like I was back in high school... like the morning gatherings near lockers for gossip sessions. I was hardly ever involved in those, but I was normally inconvenienced by hearing them. Long story short, they're not on my list of favorite things.

All of this is why I made to sure avoid going up there again this morning. I'd rather have a warm lunch than to get myself stuck in his office for half an hour listening to him make up stories about the people who work there. And what really makes me wonder is, if he says all these things to me about Diana and Lori (our receptionist), what would he say to them about me when I'm not around? Someone needs to find a little more maturity......

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