Another Grumpy day at Work
September 6th 2009 21:00
Anyone who is unlucky enough to sit closest to the security doors in any office knows the feeling of how frustrating it is to have people constantly ask you for directions, as if you are an information desk.
Lately, this has been happening to me almost daily. It is slowly driving me nuts. I am also amazed at the stupid questions people ask me, namely, “Where are the toilets?”
Jesus Christ, I want to say. Use your eyes and look for the toilets yourself. It’s not my fault you forgot your security pass. If you really work here then call someone from your team on the intercom and they will let you in. No, I do not know where Mr/Ms X sits. Just because I sit near the front security doors does not mean I know where every single person sits, and nor should I have to. Just because you have a coffee in your hand does not mean I should open the door for you. You have two hands, use your other one to swipe the pass and open the door yourself.
One of my colleagues sent me an email saying:
I have a brilliant idea for you, Queenie:
Use some brightly coloured pens to write a FAQ and stick it up next to your monitor:
The Female toilet: left hand side of you.
The male bathroom: across the lobby on the other side.
The kitchen: Back to your own floor.
The auditors: keep walking.
Queenie: right here.
“I understand your frustration,” said another colleague.
“Does it ever occur to these people that the person at the front is constantly bombarded with questions and maybe they should give them a break and ask someone who sits at the back of the office? The other thing that annoys me is when they don’t say thank you after I’ve helped them, which makes me not want to help the next person who asks. These people make me grumpy. No wonder my friends call me the Rottweiler,” I said.
“I thought it would have been the lioness.”
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