Then there's the nutjob at work

'Kay...'member the lady we hired at my job to help us with packing, invoicing and answering the phones?  Well, she's not working out too great for us.  I think we're gonna hafta shit can her.  And as much as she irritates me, I do feel bad about it.  It's a love (or rather like)/hate situation with her.  When she started here, I was so excited to have a new person to talk to at this place.  That was my first big mistake...talking to her...or at least TRYING to.  She is the type of person who talks so much that it seriously impedes her ability to get anything done.  She doesn't LISTEN, either.  

I mean, abrasive personality aside, it's gotten to the point where her mistakes are becoming too much and if she is allowed to continue, she will seriously fuck up our business.  She is simply not able to do the job that is required of her.  She can't multitask worth a shit, she's easily overwhelmed, she's afraid to answer the phone and she can't finish a task to full and correct completion.  It's very difficult to do all this new work I have to do, when the person doing my old job is still unable to do it...after SEVEN months.

*sigh*

Isn't it interesting the lessons life teaches us?  Sometimes it takes awhile, but things always tend to come around full circle in one way or another.  Five years ago, I was in her position.  I can completely empathize with her, as I made many of the mistakes she has made.  And my bosses made me feel just as awful about myself when I fucked up.  The big difference is that I regretted my mistakes, apologized and made sure I did a better job.  I LEARNED from my mistakes.  I realized that no matter what, this was my JOB and I needed it to survive!  Of course, no one is perfect.  I got lucky because the company was in a different place when I started here.  It was much slower.  Now that things have picked up so much, we need a competent person to do this job.  Someone we don't have to check up on all the time.

It's funny because just this past Monday, I mentioned to my boss that I wasn't sure this woman was going to work out for us.  I only mentioned it because the colorist for the book I'm working on is out of a job right now.  She's an intelligent woman who seems like she'd do a better job.  She has LISTENING skills!  I swear, never in my life have I ever understood what an actual skill listening is!  But we need someone for the long haul.  The job is not too glamorous, so we need to right person, one who won't want to leave after a few months.

I feel terrible for not liking this woman, but I can't take it anymore.  She is a sweetheart, basically a good person, but so unbelievably STUPID and OBNOXIOUS that it's making me not want to be around her at all.  I've enjoyed our conversations some days, but most of the time it's all about her.  And she BUTTS IN constantly, so you can't even finish your thought.  She'll jump in and finish it for you, often before she even knows what you're getting at!  Oh, and she's LOUD AS ALL HELL.  The woman does not know how to speak below 150 decibels!  I always have to take the phone away from my ear when she calls me to ask one of the same questions she's asked 60,000 times before.  It literally makes me wince...  The worst thing is that she's got uncontrolled anxiety disorder...and EYE KNOW what I'm talking about.  I have seen, first hand now, what I can become if I let my anxiety get out of hand.  The smallest things make her totally fly off the handle...  She said she used to be on meds, but got off of them because she was feeling better.  Typical...  

Another thing that really annoys the hell out of me is the fact that she sounds so ungrateful all the time.  She is always complaining about her kids, her husband, her life is so hard blah blah BLAH.  So the woman had a bad marriage to a drug addict 15 years ago and she is trying to annul that marriage so that her current husband can become Catholic and they can get married in the Church.  Ugh.  I'm sorry, but the Catholic Church is a PAIN IN THE ASS.  They're making her dig up her past and it's made her even more anxious and less able to think about her job.  It's like, NEWS FLASH, that's in the PAST!  I know it's hard to dig it up things, but you have to have a better attitude about it.  She acts like it all went downhill from her ex.  NO!  It didn't!  You met a great guy who gave you two lovely children, A HUGE HOME, STABILITY AND HE DOES THE FUCKING DISHES.  What more do you want?!  The ex is GONE!  Just rehash it to the fucking church and CHILL THE GODDAMN FUCK OUT! 

I would give my right tit to have a husband who would put up with as much SHIT as this woman puts her husband through!  Well, paint me green with jealousy 'cause my husband is never home, her husband  works from home and is always there at her beck and call.  She forgot her lunch?  No problem, hubby will drop it by.  She forgot the checkbook, no problem, hubby will drop it by.  She forgot to pick up the roast for dinner?  No problem, hubby will pick it up.  Oh, but he's an asshole because he hangs up on her all the time.  Gee, can we say COPING MECHANISM?!  If she screamed at me over the phone all the time, I'd hang up on her ass, too!  Then we have the house they live in.  Can we say HUH-EEWWWGE???  I don't think I'm EVER going to be able to afford a fucking one bedroom shack in California and here she is with a 5 bedroom, 3 bath 3200 square foot FORTRESS.  And she and my rich boss are always talking about real estate and shit because my boss happens to be doing her 1.2 million dollar piece of shit house over.  Meaning, tearing it to the ground an rebuilding it.  The woman lived in a 4 story 10,000 square foot mansion in Poland.  This house doesn't even come close to meeting her grand standards...

AnYwAy...I'm such a bitch.  You can't blame me though, this woman is an obnoxious little troll with halitosis.  She cannot do her job right.  She talks your ear off, doesn't even know what she's talking about half the time, is your typical spoiled, stupid American, SCREAMS everything she says, talks about coddling her children, gets terribly defensive whenever we discover yet ANOTHER mistake, breaks down crying, yelling, carrying on...  UGH!  She hasn't been in the work force for 15 years, so she has NO idea how to use a computer...yesterday she called my computer a SERVER for Chrissakes!!!!  She doesn't seem to know how good she has it here.  She would not have lasted NEARLY as long at a bigger company...or at most other companies, for that matter.  She talks incessantly about how much the boss bothers her, how much the boss is condescending toward her, blah blah blah blah blah.  I try to advise her not to let the boss get her so upset, that she should respect the woman, that she's just that way and DEAL WITH IT LIKE AN ADULT, YOU MORON!!!!!

Okay, I think I'm done venting.  We are in the process of looking for someone else.  Yesterday, she had another one of her conniption fits when we pointed out several mistakes she'd made on recent invoices.  Crying, clutching her face, loudly protesting that she SWEARS SHE DID IT RIGHT!!!!  At one point she was even standing at her desk, mumbling through tears and bubbles that her life was just too hard, this was too much to take, in addition to school, the kids, the annulment..."WHAAAH, life is SO HAAAaard!"  OH puke!  DEAL WITH IT LIKE AN ADULT, YOU MORON!!!!!  GET BACK ON YOUR MOTHERFUCKING ANXIETY MEDICATION, YOU FREAK!!!!!  If I've learned ANYTHING from her, it's the fact that I will NEVER be able to get off of anxiety medication.  NEVER.  I NEVER want to cry and bumble and freak out at my job again.  I've been so lucky in the past.  SO LUCKY.

Speaking of anxiety meds, I managed to run out again.  That's probably why this entry is so terribly long and full of caps.  I have great insurance now and I can't seem to get my shit together enough to pick up more medication BEFORE I RUN OUT.  I went to get it last night after work, made it there by 6:30 and the place was closed.  I thought it closed at 7.  I'm gonna hafta hightail it outta here and get to that damn pharmacy because I'm starting to get the terrible dizzy withdrawals again.  My head spins every time I get up and I feel so irritated, emotional and OUT OF IT.  I heard a song this morning and it made me instantly break into tears.  Look at me, bitching about this "psycho" I work with and I'm one also.  Hell, at least I'm SMART ENOUGH TO REALIZE IT AND KEEP IT UNDER CONTROL!  *Ahem*

Anyway, I think I'll post those lyrics later...they're lovely.  I gotta get some more shit done so I can get the fuck out of here, get my meds, go home and sleep.  Geez, what an entry huh?  I'll be back when I can think straight.  Later...