Phantom Parts, A Right Royal Bollocking & One Small Victory

Aah... dreamy Darren & a rather cute looking Emma B (of Spice Girls fame if you are too young to remember) sizzlingly hot doing their samba a few weeks ago. I'm still hoping they win SCD.

But I'm wandering - again! For those that saw yesterdays entry you'll know BA from the garage phoned about spare parts for a bus. I left the message on JK's desk. He took one look at it this morning and burst out laughing. Naturally I asked what was wrong. Nothing much - apart from the fact the bus only wants a new door panel not a door and it certainly doesn't need a new step, he told me. Though it wouldn't be the first time BA has got a message wrong or confused our company with our Newcastle rivals.

So JK phoned her up and told her the above. She didn't know how it had happened but would look into it. Not only are the mechanics lazy but they're dumb too. What a great combination. And we trust these people with our clients safety. The mind boggles.

The thing that pissed me off today though was I got a right bollocking for not using the phone correctly - which is a bit rich considering I'm the only one that ever answers the damn thing. Apparently the consultant wouldn't be happy to see how I transfer a call to the guys. Because I am surrounded by idiots I'm in trouble. All I've done is change my ways to suit them. For example: If someone rings & I answer the call and its for J our boss I'll press the button next to her name on they keypad. Her phone will ring, she'll pick it up but its me on the end not the client. I'll tell her who is calling and if she wants to talk to them I'll put my mandset down and the client is automatically through to her phone. Thats what I'm supposed to do. And lets face it, how hard is that??

However the guys in the office are useless. If I press the button next to any of their names they ignore the phone ringing & just watch the flashy light on their display panel with awestruck wonder. This means I have to physically shout through to their office (luckily its next door to mine and the adjoining door is kept open) who is on the line. This is what has earned me a bollocking. It looks unprofessional. Well yes I fucking well know that but what else can I do when surrounded by idiots? So I'm livid. Useless bastards. Except R. He knows how to work his phone.

Not that I give a shit what the consultants think.

The small victory we had as to get rid of our crappy accounts that are over priced and under qualified. From next January we'll have nicer ones which has of course totally pissed off our Company Secretary BR as he is always plumping for the expensive useless accountants which is why we've had to endure them fro an excruciating three years. As a result he has resigned as secretary but will still remain on the committee. No one likes him anyway so we are all over joyed. He's also one of the directors trying to oust me out of my job. Hehehe. How the tables have turned. Even moreso as I heard on the quiet I'm being very seriously considered for a pay rise which is only right judging by the workload I've got - sorry guys!

I feel much better now. Ciao.

TJ