You really have to hand it to the blind prostitute.
Remember last week one of the employees at my site caught Buffalo Kisser sleeping in the exercise room downstairs at 0500?
Well, he's mad at me because someone called his office about it, and he thinks it's me. Especially in light of all of this DiceGimp stuff.
Silly bastard, not only didn't I do anything about it (since the lady who caught him didn't complain, she just told a funny story), I wouldn't call his office on him. Since I have no authority nor am I a client, I don't even get to do that.
But he's pissed, and thinks it's me.
And, in fact, there's some dissent at the site. I'm starting to hear rumours (from whom I'll tell you in a minute) that I usurped Barney's throne, and blah blah blah.
That's (it seems) the latest offering from Cafeteria Lady, probably instigated by Crazy Cougar Receptionist. I've had lots and lots of people tell me that Cafeteria Lady simply can't shut up about me, despite me not even having a conversation with her in close to two months, except for once. Pity, because I thought we got along okay at the time. Shows what I know.
But when I first heard about her talking about me being nosy and all, and I became S/S, I let the client (my boss at the site, I suppose) know about it. Her response: "Understood. Keeping doing your job. Don't worry about anything that comes from them, and any complaint against you will have the source(s) noted." That's kind of reassuring, in a cold android-like way.
Still more people are asking me if Barney got fired. That's the rumour going around right now (hardly a rumour, as it's what happened, but still) and people have noticed that we're in week three of no Barney. Watching who tries to buddy up and who watches with worried eyes has been educational.
But as much as I like Byzantine politics, I'm tired of all this.
I mean, I'm still doing the same basic job I've done there for the past year, I'm just on a different shift and I have some paperwork and responsibilities that the site people never see anyway. So what's the big freaking deal?
When I went in yesterday, Eyes and Ears (of the client) was sitting with a temp in the cafeteria. I waved and after I got my radio and phone, I went and sat with them for a bit. We shot the shit, he mentioned that CCG was getting fatter, and that was that.
Later, after a couple of patrols, I happened to be in the sanctum he works out of. He had a big bag of Raisin Bran cookies, and he offered me a packet of them. He said that he would have offered one to me earlier in the cafeteria, but Cafeteria Lady had just given them to him (and left the building, it was her time to go) and she said, and I quote him here, "Now these are for your children, and don't go giving any to You-Know-Who."
This right after she'd been slagging me to him, he tells me.
What the fuck? When did I become Voldemort for Tom Riddle's sake?
It's all very weird, and since I'm not there during the workday I have to pick all of this nonsense up in snippets.
At least nobody can have a direct complaint against me. I mean, how often do they even see me now? :P
Well, he's mad at me because someone called his office about it, and he thinks it's me. Especially in light of all of this DiceGimp stuff.
Silly bastard, not only didn't I do anything about it (since the lady who caught him didn't complain, she just told a funny story), I wouldn't call his office on him. Since I have no authority nor am I a client, I don't even get to do that.
But he's pissed, and thinks it's me.
And, in fact, there's some dissent at the site. I'm starting to hear rumours (from whom I'll tell you in a minute) that I usurped Barney's throne, and blah blah blah.
That's (it seems) the latest offering from Cafeteria Lady, probably instigated by Crazy Cougar Receptionist. I've had lots and lots of people tell me that Cafeteria Lady simply can't shut up about me, despite me not even having a conversation with her in close to two months, except for once. Pity, because I thought we got along okay at the time. Shows what I know.
But when I first heard about her talking about me being nosy and all, and I became S/S, I let the client (my boss at the site, I suppose) know about it. Her response: "Understood. Keeping doing your job. Don't worry about anything that comes from them, and any complaint against you will have the source(s) noted." That's kind of reassuring, in a cold android-like way.
Still more people are asking me if Barney got fired. That's the rumour going around right now (hardly a rumour, as it's what happened, but still) and people have noticed that we're in week three of no Barney. Watching who tries to buddy up and who watches with worried eyes has been educational.
But as much as I like Byzantine politics, I'm tired of all this.
I mean, I'm still doing the same basic job I've done there for the past year, I'm just on a different shift and I have some paperwork and responsibilities that the site people never see anyway. So what's the big freaking deal?
When I went in yesterday, Eyes and Ears (of the client) was sitting with a temp in the cafeteria. I waved and after I got my radio and phone, I went and sat with them for a bit. We shot the shit, he mentioned that CCG was getting fatter, and that was that.
Later, after a couple of patrols, I happened to be in the sanctum he works out of. He had a big bag of Raisin Bran cookies, and he offered me a packet of them. He said that he would have offered one to me earlier in the cafeteria, but Cafeteria Lady had just given them to him (and left the building, it was her time to go) and she said, and I quote him here, "Now these are for your children, and don't go giving any to You-Know-Who."
This right after she'd been slagging me to him, he tells me.
What the fuck? When did I become Voldemort for Tom Riddle's sake?
It's all very weird, and since I'm not there during the workday I have to pick all of this nonsense up in snippets.
At least nobody can have a direct complaint against me. I mean, how often do they even see me now? :P
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