Good F***ing God!

Posted on | October 26, 2010 | 6 Comments

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I walk into freakin chaos this morning.

First of all, my desk is a mess.  I seriously HATE that shit.  One day and I have files thrown on my desk, loose papers, and an old coffee cup with the cold coffee in it.  Nice.

Ms. G is in a panic because she believes she can’t do this job.  I don’t know what happened yesterday, but I guess it was too much for her.

Yes, Boss is an ass.  We ALL know this.  She is freaked because she will be the only one who gets to hear his daily rants.  That sucks and I feel for her, but there is nothing I can do about this.  She actually asked me to go to Boss and talk to him about his rants and to tone it down when I leave.

You know what?  I don’t believe anyone went to Boss on my behalf when he was up my ass all day for bullshit.  I love Ms. G, but if she feels that strongly, she needs to have a set of balls and talk to him herself.  Either that, or quit.  Life is too short and she is wearing me out with her demands about Boss.  Is she new?  Did she just start this job and is not used to his insanity?  Nope.  She has been here one year less than me.

Yes, I have shielded the Paralegals from a LOT of bullshit, but they also have had their fair share of rantings and ravings.  They know who they are working for.  Ms. G is being HIGH maintenance and I don’t have the time to hold her hand while trying to teach her everything else.

BTW- I have already had this talk with her, so she will not being seeing this shit for the first time on this blog.  She gets it, told me she was out of line and will try to make it work as best as she can.  I told her that is all she can do.  Plus, she might want to fill up on anxiety meds. 

On a more awesome note, I was walking downstairs, my heel got caught and I fell down a few stairs.  Thank god no one was in the stairwell with me.  Embarrassing.  I am going to have a wicked ass bruise the size of David Letterman’s head on my ass and my heel is hurting, but no broken bones. 

Happy Freakin Tuesday everyone.

Paralegal

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6 Responses to “Good F***ing God!”

  1. Another ParaLegal
    October 26th, 2010 @ 3:49 pm

    Oh how I feel ya on this one!!! I was out last week for three and a half hours…not even a full day and came back to madness! Really? WTF did they do before we were here?

  2. Paralegal
    October 26th, 2010 @ 6:38 pm

    What pissed me off the most was the coffee on my desk. Pick up your shit.
    I just put it back on Bosses desk. I am not dumping that out for him. Please.

  3. Anni
    October 27th, 2010 @ 6:10 am

    Other than saying that I love your blog (hey, sometimes reading about the shit part of our jobs keeps us going) … I also have to add that our Monday’s are *very* similar. At least as it comes to falling down the stairs.

    (In the past two weeks: I’ve stuck my hand in a pot of boiling water, dropped hot pasta on my face, lit myself – well, okay, my SLEEVE – on fire, and fell down the stairs.)

    So. Yeah. I feel ya.

  4. Paralegal
    October 28th, 2010 @ 2:31 am

    Oh no! God that sucks. I am so glad you ate ok!
    You know what is hella scary is that I was a professional ballet dancer in New York ( same time I was there modeling) and I STILL walk into walls at times. So damn graceful. :)

  5. Anni
    October 28th, 2010 @ 5:16 am

    *snort* Yeah. I was a competitive dancer for many years, and if there’s not music playing? BIG OL’ clutso.

    Today’s mishap included a paper cut on my tongue. (Talented. That’s me.)

  6. Paralegal
    October 28th, 2010 @ 3:32 pm

    Ouch! You should sue for short term disability :)

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