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Vasaris, the Fuzzy Dragon
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March 2014
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Vasaris, the Fuzzy Dragon [userpic]

Conversation today at work:
Cast of Characters:
T: Temp who is supposed to help save us from drowing in paperwork
A: Co-worker #1
M: Co-worker #2
B: Boss-lady
Me: Me

A: Bye, T, see you tomorrow.
T: I hope so!
B: Huh?
T: I'm not sure I'm coming in tomorrow. I have to prep for Thanksgiving.
B: *blinks* Wha--?
T: *scuttles out door*

*dead silence, except for the fax machines and the reflexive shouts of "No! Stop Faxing! Diediedie!"*

M: Um, did she just say what I think she said?
B: *still boggling*
A: I can't do anything else tonight, B, I'm prepping for Christmas.
Me: Yeah, I'm not coming in for the next three weeks, I'm prepping for my birthday!
Everyone: *busts a gut laughing*

I mean, yes, she's a temp, but why in the world would she think that that means she gets to choose the hours we need her here? I'm pretty sure that we could, oh, tell Manpower that she's not working out and that we need someone else. Y'know, like someone who might come out on the schedule that work needs them, not on whatever schedule they feel like. I mean, WTF?

Current Mood: shocked*boggled*