On Friday night, just before I was about to knock off, some bitch had to spoilt my weekend by giving me a call and telling me some crap that I had to rectified with the Business Manager.
WTF.
We asked her early of the day on the numbers provided and got a half baked answer. I mean, we didn't know that it was half baked until she called me at 7pm and told me it was something else she gave.
WTF.
From the bottom of my palpitating heart, I hate this. I hate her. I hate the situation. I hate the numbers. I hate the people.
And the worst of it all was we gallantly given the wrong explanation to our new Boss because that was what this bitch gave us.
I'm more concern of 2 things:
1. What would our new Boss think of us to be? Definitely imbeciles who does not know what is happening under our noses
2. That the Business Manager thinks Risk Management people are playing a fool giving some crap numbers every 2 weeks.
I HATE this.
As of now, I don't know if my staff will be going back to work to get this rectified since we roughly know the answer when we discussed over the line at 9pm. Just cross my fingers and pray.
And I'm piss because things just have to happen at the end of the week, leaving me with no peace of mind.
People just can't be more responsible than this and in turn to manage this, it leaves me with no choice but to be a control freak in anything under my wing.
There is this thing about being a control freak which I hate but circumstances over circumstances does not allow me to let go. And I really HATE this.
I dread going to work tomorrow having to resolve this just because some imbecile which was too involved with her own work and can't be bothered to give us a straight answer earlier that day got us into hot soup.
Perfect example of assholes.
I can't continue on in this same post of something lighter. Because when I start talking about this, it cheeses me off big time...
Next one... believe it would be better...
WTF.
We asked her early of the day on the numbers provided and got a half baked answer. I mean, we didn't know that it was half baked until she called me at 7pm and told me it was something else she gave.
WTF.
From the bottom of my palpitating heart, I hate this. I hate her. I hate the situation. I hate the numbers. I hate the people.
And the worst of it all was we gallantly given the wrong explanation to our new Boss because that was what this bitch gave us.
I'm more concern of 2 things:
1. What would our new Boss think of us to be? Definitely imbeciles who does not know what is happening under our noses
2. That the Business Manager thinks Risk Management people are playing a fool giving some crap numbers every 2 weeks.
I HATE this.
As of now, I don't know if my staff will be going back to work to get this rectified since we roughly know the answer when we discussed over the line at 9pm. Just cross my fingers and pray.
And I'm piss because things just have to happen at the end of the week, leaving me with no peace of mind.
People just can't be more responsible than this and in turn to manage this, it leaves me with no choice but to be a control freak in anything under my wing.
There is this thing about being a control freak which I hate but circumstances over circumstances does not allow me to let go. And I really HATE this.
I dread going to work tomorrow having to resolve this just because some imbecile which was too involved with her own work and can't be bothered to give us a straight answer earlier that day got us into hot soup.
Perfect example of assholes.
I can't continue on in this same post of something lighter. Because when I start talking about this, it cheeses me off big time...
Next one... believe it would be better...
