I would love to sit down and calculate how much of my life I've lost with using and hearing filler words and expressions. I work with a lady who has an impressive ability to occupy about 75% of her dialogues with filler statements. It's pretty annoying, actually. "And all" is a complete thought with this woman. That's it... and all! And I can't believe how much that fact alone has made me hate her with a PASSION! I've almost made it part of my job description to loathe her with every fiber of my being. She works behind our teller line and at least a few times a day, I have to wait to see a teller. And as if waiting in that line for 10 minutes for a thirty second transaction isn't bad enough, I get to the front of the line and this woman looks straight at me and greets me with "Like that and stuff." ?!?!?!?!?!?! I know, it didn't make any sense to me either. I don't doubt that she's a nice lady underneath it all, but I can't seem to get past the fact that she has a "filler quota" to hit every day to get to know this nice person. That, and the fact that she's as absent minded as a toothpick. Now mind you, I didn't say she LOOKS like a toothpick... just that she has the brains of one. One of my closest friends used to work rather closely with her and she had a sudden attack of the conscience one day and decided to be nice to her and see what happens. She learned her lesson pretty quick. You just can't get past the annoyances to get to know that person. Maybe she likes it that way and this entire thing has been one big scheme to get people to leave her the &%$* alone! And OhEmGee! She's in a supervisory position, and that's another fact of the day that I can never seem to come close to wrapping my head around. People have to go to this woman for instructions. I feel so sorry for them, because I can't imagine having to pick the actual assignment out of the "and alls" and "stuff like thats." I'd kill someone. She's like Nina from Office Space... I only know her name because you hear her answer the phones like a bajillion times throughout the movie.
"ThankyouforcallingaccountspayableNinaspeaking...JUST a moment!" At first, it's mildly entertaining but by the end of the movie, you want to take that damn phone and shove it down her throat. Yeah, that's my day. Only worse. And I really do have one of those "I have 8 bosses, so when I do something wrong I have to hear about it 8 times" kinda jobs. We have email... we have phones... we have a very large, very open room with excellent acoustics. It's beyond me how these people haven't quite grasped communicating with each other. Thank god we don't use memos. I'd have myself a nice little bonfire.
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