What would Brian Boitano do?

So, here I am working away at Fabulous New Job when I get an IM from someone in the office who just so happens to be a CRAZY PERSON. And she’s talking smack about a new co-worker that she has to work with (someone that I just so happen to be friends with–but she doesn’t know that). She basically puts in writing on IM her plans to sabotage this person by not training her or offering her help or advice as she transitions into her new role. Her reasoning? “No one helped me when I was in that position, so why should I help her?”

Uh, how about because it is the right thing to do?

How about because, when she screws up and gets called on the carpet by her manager, who inevitibly will ask “Didn’t Ms. Crazy Co-Worker train you on this?” (to which she will no doubt respond “No, actually Ms. Crazy Co-Worker hasn’t trained me on anything. I’ve been on my own.”), YOU will look like the douche-bag, and not her?

How about because, when you say in one sentence “I thought this would help foster a team environment” and then in another sentence you’re pledging to sabotage the new girl, you’re basically contradicting yourself and again looking like a douche-bag?

How about the fact that going around touting yourself as a strong Christian…well, we just won’t go there. No stone throwing here. But I’m just sayin’…

So I’m left asking, what would YOU do if you were me, on the other end of this IM conversation? What would Jesus do? Hell! WHAT WOULD BRIAN BOITANO DO???

 If only ALL the world’s problems could be solved by South Park…

“6 Things”, huh?

From Kristiane–Here are the rules: 1) Link back to the person who tagged you. 2) Post the rules on your blog. 3) Write six things about yourself. 4) Tag six people at the end of your post by posting links to their blog sites. 5) Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their site. 6) And let your tagger know when your entry is up.

1) Walking down long flights of stairs kinda makes me freak out. Without fail, when ascending a long flight of stairs (or several flights of stairs) I will inevitably be overcome with the sudden feeling that I am going to trip and fall the rest of the way down. This feeling of panic usually sets in when I am 90% of the way down the stairs, and I think it is because my brain is subconsciously thinking “See, you’re almost done, and you didn’t trip after all! No worries…you can stop concentrating so much. RELAX!” and that is when I usually wobble a bit and find myself gripping the handrail for dear life.

2) I dread calling help desks, mainly because I have never called a “Help Desk” and received any kind of actual help. My help desk calls usually go like this:

CS REP (usually with a very thick accent): Thank you for calling the help desk, may I have your name please?
ME: Essaytch. E-s-s-a-y-t-c-h.
CS REP: Ok, mam. That is was V-f-f-a…
ME: Uh, no. E-s-s-a-y-t-c-h.
CS REP: Ok mam, thank you mam. How can I help you today?
ME: I’m trying to submit this invoice and I keep getting an error and I’m not sure why.
CS REP: Ok mam, thank you mam, I understand mam. So you’re saying you are trying to submit an invoice and you are getting an error.
ME: Yes.
CS REP: What does the error message say?
ME: It says “Error”.
CS REP: Ok, mam. So you’re saying you are trying to submit an invoice and you are getting an error message that says ‘error’?
ME: Yes.
CS REP: Ok, may I place you on hold for 15-20 days while I research this for you?

You get the idea.

3) I love sleep so much, I have perfected the art of getting ready for work in the least amount of time possible. For example, this morning I got up at 6:30. I have to leave the house to catch my bus by 7:10. During those 40 minutes, I must shower, dry and style hair, apply makeup, get dressed, collect all the things I was too lazy to gather up the night before, and get out the door. Sure, this usually means I’m wearing less than the average amount of makeup the other women in the office wear, and I usually get to work and wonder “Did I get dressed in the dark this morning?”…but hey: I got more sleep. And around 2pm when all those other girls’ makup has melted off their eyes and they are in the bathroom “saving face”, I’m secretly laughing.

4) When it comes to food, I’ll try anything once. There’s no guarantee that I’ll ever try it again, but I’ll at least try it that one time. For example, last Friday I tried beef marrow. As in, take a beef bone and fry it until all the bone marrow gets all fatty and soft…then spread the marrow on toast and season w/ coarse salt. A fellow diner in our group called it “Animal Butter”, a description that isn’t too far off. So yeah…beef marrow. Cross that one off my list.

5) The guy on the other side of the cubicle from me drinks ice water all day. From a REAL glass. And every time he picks up the glass to take a sip, the ice clinks against the side and it sounds like I’m in a bar. I am convinced that he’s secretly sipping on some Jack on the rocks…and I am jealous.

6) When I was about 4 years old, I had a little Hello Kitty sewing kit, complete with tiny scissors. One day, I decided it was a good idea to give our Siamese cat (Sandy) a hair cut because she had some pretty long stray hairs…especially about 5 or 6 REALLY long ones on either side of her nose. So I cut them off. Turns out those were her WHISKERS, and she kinda needed them. I suppose I don’t need to mention I got a major spanking for that one.

Hmmm…so now I have to tag people, huh? I only know 5 people, so here it goes (you totally do NOT have to do this, BTW…)
iheartthirty
carded1
The Scomerican
Billy
Mr. Oregon