Wednesday 30 December 2009

He Shoots, He Scores, It Is Probably An Own Goal

The upshot of this last communication, it turns out, is that we have a shipment arriving into Dublin today and the charges on it, some several thousand dollars, have to be paid before we can release it to the customer, who of course needs it urgently. The Boss is panicking because at this time of year a bank transfer could take until next week, and so the shipment would be delayed, the customer upset, and so on.

Now that I have figured out, after much ado, what in the flying fuck is going on, I have just rectified this entire panic attack by calling someone I know in the shipping line's local branch and asking very nicely "Hey, could you sort this out with your Dublin people for us please, so we have a credit account and can just pay for this in January?" to which the reply was "No bother mate, I'll sort that out for you, Happy New Year".

So some sort of GODAWFUL END OF THE WORLD BOSS PANIC is resolved by a simple friendly phone call, the downside of this being that when she comes in tomorrow, I already know in advance that she's going to be furious about me having done this in the quick, efficient and friendly way. She will, I already know, take great exception to this. Arse-biscuits. Honestly, I've had her on the bloody phone all day and "nails down the blackboard" doesn't even begin to cover it, it's the conversational equivalent of having my scrotum trapped inside a dot-matrix printer.

27 comments:

  1. Arse biscuits! Ha! I'm using that one.

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  2. Did Dante reserve a special circle of Hell for your job?

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  3. I'm starting to think that your boss is a zombie who's either trying to eat your brains or infect you with her crazy incompetence virus or both. I'd start wearing a helmet to work if I was you.

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  4. That Bloke in the Corner31 December 2009 at 08:58

    Koala, I pity you, I really do. No marsupial should suffer mental torture such as this-are you entirely sure that you are not being secretly experimented on?

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  5. http://www.mydaralink.com/node/194

    Although I rather presume you have looked for "managing a bad manager" resources.

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  6. Ah, I remember dot matrix printers.

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  7. > the conversational equivalent of having my scrotum trapped inside a dot-matrix printer.

    If I was a man, I would use this phrase all the time.

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  8. @Anonymous - You could perfectly well use the phrase "having my tits trapped inside a dot-matrix printer".

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  9. customers get upset....they are mooks the lot of them....

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  10. Damn I'm loving your blog... but you really must have done something pretty horrible in a previous life SK...

    Happy New Year.

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  11. Is your boss related to Iris Robinson? Yeeeeooooo....

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  12. What has happened to Silent Koala? I'm worried for his safety.... Has his photocopier been hacked into?

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  13. While we all anxiously await an update from our fearless SK - may I be so bold as to ask you to keep an awareness for this dear girl? www.BringAmberHome.com - she is my eldest niece and we are beside ourselves searching for her. Thank you so much...

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  14. I'm Worried as well - I hope he turns up soon - what am I meant to do with my down time.

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  15. Nah I'm sure El Koala's just fine :D
    Probably a touch of the ol' Man Flu.
    :P

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  16. Well this blog got some publicity towards the end of last year, so I hope one of the bosses friends hasn't read it, put two and two together, and showed it to her.

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  17. As if the boss has friends outside of her own head!!

    Come back S.K - we neeeeeeeeed you.

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  18. This week without SK has been the longest of my life...

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  19. He'd better show his cute little face sooner rather than later...grr

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  20. The silence is haunting me.

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  21. I think it might be time to start phoning round Irish shipping companies.

    I'll get the phonebook....

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  22. I'm absolutely sure that the internet is also accessible from outside work. ;)

    I think his gaffer had another stroke.

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  23. i had a dream that SK had slipped in the snow and broken his arm... should i be concerned that i am so reliant on this blog to brighten my day that it is working its way into my dreams!?!

    come back koala! :(

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  24. I can confirm I am mostly unbroken, at least physically. Sorry for the wait folks, I have much to tell you and most of is it is mind-buggeringly tragic. :)

    x

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