What Do You Do When You Work for a Jerk???

I’m not a secretary… I am so pissed right now. Okay sooooo at work there is one phone number, and six phone lines. No one has a direct line number (which would so solve the problem with the phones). Anyway if someone calls the office every phone in the place will rings, no matter what. And because everyone thinks that they are somehow busier than everyone else NO ONE picks up the phone. Well I shouldn’t say that… Sophie is really good about answering phones. And Adam, and Nick will answer (but only after 3 rings)… Oh and what really bugs me is that they people who received the majority of the calls (and they know that the phone is for them) refuses to pick up anytime. Ramsey, Ramsey, Ramsey… my god dude the phone is for you, and I know you know it. You sit there on your ass staring at the phone… pick it up god damnit. The phone rings and he’s looking at it and says to me, “I just know that’s Blythe.” And guess what he was right. Pick up the phone. Granted I was here two weeks before I answered the phone, but that was only because I was still learning the phone system. The dude has been here for a month and he still wont touch the receive unless I yell across the room, “Ramsey whoever is on line whatever.” But what crawled up my ass today is the Big Boss. Yes I know why he doesn’t answer the phone. When your name is on all the bills, crazy people call all the time. I get it screen your calls, but what the hell. If you don’t answer the phone you don’t get to be a backseat phone picker-upper. The man had the nerve to tell me that I shouldn’t put people on hold…. What the hell… If the dude picked up the phone once in a while he would know that 1) when you do a page throughout the entire company (two different buildings) you have to give the person you page at least a minute to get to a phone. And 2) the phone automatically picks up, when you press the release button, or put someone on hold while the phone is ringing. So while he thought I has him on hold just to piss him off I was really answering another call and trying to page the person that, the other caller was trying to reach. Oh and 3) many people work form home… so if they get a call and they are not here, then I have to open my binder and find their number to give it to the person on the phone. My God man I wasn’t trying to keep you on hold, I just had other calls to answer.
And unlike most people in the office I share a phone with my boss. What irks me about that is when she doesn’t want to answer the phone she will push the phone closer to me. Is that your hint??? Am I to pick up on the clue??? Oh you don’t feel like answering the phone anymore and now you want me to, because you know no one else in the office will.
But I am forgetting the straw that broke the camels back (well at least for today)… I guess the BIG History Channel man called. Now the deal is Karl is as high as you can get… for our company. I’m sure that Karl has a boss he has to answer to, but for LWDG Karl is a high as it gets. Karl is so important that he has HIS secretary call and put You on hold until he picks up. You know like one of those, “Pleas hold for Mr. Big.” Soooo like an idiot I’m running around looking for Lisa (the other Big Boss) who by the way was out getting a massage. Anyway I get back on the phone with Karl’s secretary and I tell her to just leave a message on Lisa’s cell, then Karl’s secretary wanted to speak to Kirk. So I intercom Kirk’s phone and tell him that Karl is on the phone for him. God for bid I mispronounce the dude’s last name. I was in the middle of something that will allow you to make even more money than you already make… speaking of which I hope the Big Boss’ nephew doesn’t make more than I do… the new hottie in the office nephew, not the old office hottie nephew. What the fuck does that guy do? All I have seen him do is file papers, move furniture, and play computer games… what the fuck does he do, besides eye candy labor? Now you got me talking about hot guys and here comes all the dirty thoughts. What was I talking about? Oh yes… I was busy doing my job. I only answered the phone because the ringing was distracting me. I don’t want to hear lip from you… not today. I went and picked up your best friend, and host of the show from the airport, when what the fuck does he do anyway hottie could have done it. And I didn’t even charge for mileage. I could, but I’m a good employee. Hell speaking of being a good employee I pay out of my own packet to mail stuff for your company all the time. I mail letters with my own personal stamps from home. I pay for my own parking at the library. Who the fuck do you think you are? I need a raise like now… butt muncher. I don’t know why this has made me so mad. I don’t mind answering the phones, if I’m slacking off… you know buying stuff online, and messing around on MySpace. But when I am super busy… I’m talking up to my ass crack in work… no I do know why I am so mad… I get no respect from the Big Boss. Did you know… probably not… well I think it was at Allison’s birthday party, Emily (one of the producers) made some comment about Family Guy… and y’all know how I feel about that show… well the quote she so delightfully chose to tell (with me standing right behind her) was a particularly tasteless remark. So maybe she didn’t know I was there… okay I’ll let that one slide, but then Kirk, who was facing Emily and saw me right behind her, decided to tell his our equally distasteful racial joke. What the fuck dude... The man makes sexist jokes (rather loudly) with his friends (the show’s hosts) in his office. I love my job, but is it worth it? I mean it’s like college all over again… I’m just having a bad day, but it’s Friday… I just want to go home.