The Mushrump

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Return of the Chatty-Cathies

It's the second week after the lovely long Holiday break. A Wednesday.

Yesterday Piper left work early to go to a doctor's appointment. Clark left work early to go to a wedding tasting. Step-on-me left work early to go for an afternoon job.

This left Colormist all alone in her office for the afternoon. It was fantastic. :)

Wednesday morning rolls around. Step-on-me ventures into the marketing department and asks Clark how the wedding tasting went. They talk for about 10-15 minutes.

We have our standard 15 minute morning meeting, then Step-on-me ventures back to her office. Clark turns around and asks Piper about the doctor's appointment. Piper was diagnosed by something odd--the physician wouldn't inform her much about it. So Piper is concerned. Clark and Colormist both find that horribly shitty and suggest doing research and/or cornering her primary care physician about it. They've been talking for maybe 5 minutes.

Step-on-me quickly waltzes into the room and says, "Alright Chatty-Cathies! We've got lots of work to do today!" etc, etc, etc. It's her lovely way of telling us to shut the hell up. She then slips back into her own office.

Clark is enraged. It is Clark's first time being cornered with the 'Chatty-Cathy' lecture.

Piper and Colormist merely roll their eyes and glare across the hall at Step-on-me's office.

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Aside from being horribly rude and inconsiderate to Piper's diagnosis--not quite sure what to call it yet--it also pisses us off to no extent. We've even been told the 'Chatty-Cathy' lecture when talking about work. We're too loud, we're not allowed to laugh, people think that we're a party department.

I'm so DAMN sorry if I'm capable of finding something entertaining about my work that it makes me laugh. I'm sorry I ENJOY doing my work. I'm sorry I actually have QUESTIONS about protocol because I don't know everything and I'd like a second opinion because I DON'T want to have a new asshole from a mishyphen or misspelling.

And then, to top it all off today, fsuking CEOlady comes down and wants a complete redesign of the brochure and flyer--and wants it by Friday morning (it's noon on Wednesday). I haven't TOUCHED that brochure or flyer in over a year. In fact, it was perfectly fine this time last year. Then Step-on-me has the audacity to come over and say that CEOlady has all these very pressing projects that she thought up at the last second for Step-on-me to work on. And of course she pawns it off on ME two-minutes later.

I hate Wednesdays.


*rawr* (stupid CEOs)

Ah, two weeks of paid vacation from work was nice. Sadly enough, it only took a week for the insanity to being once more.

Yesterday CEOlady and Carol cornered Step-on-me (supervisor) in her office and had a very scary (at least from marketing/sales POV from across the hall) hour-long discussion. Granted, it could just be a meeting, but normal meetings take place in Carol's office or CEOlady's office. So, understandably, we were all pretty much very curious and fearful.

After they quickly departed Step-on-me's office and slunk back down to their dungeons, Piper (coworker) snuck over to see what all the hub-ub was about. And then Piper disappeared for an hour-long meeting.

Clark and I were VERY intrigued now.

Piper returns from the venture across the hall and informs us that CEOlady and Carol felt they couldn't 'express' themselves to Piper--or any of us marketing people apparently--and had to 'express' what they wanted changed on the brochure to Step-on-me for an hour.

Now previous to this discovery that the CEOlady and Carol felt like they couldn't 'express' their desired changes to Piper, the marketing department was told that we need to work on our attitudes (ie: we need to talk to people more and interact with CEOlady and Carol--amongst others).

Is is just me, or do these sound like contradicting requirements? We have to talk to CEOlady and Carol more often, but they can't express themselves to us? Perhaps I should just walk around their dungeon area and talk loudly to myself--hoping they're listening? Or, even better, walk into their office with a message, go back to my office, watch as they go into talk to Step-on-me, and wait for Step-on-me to come into my office and tell me their response.

My gawd, and here we are supposedly focusing on efficiencies.