Thursday, 16 February 2012
...yeah I dunno.
I was thinking about doing a music post today, but I want to share this story first.
Today it is raining.
Since Kathy is out sick and Frank is le busy busy and Matt is le uber busy, I have eaten lunch alone all week. :(
Side note - "le uber busy" is a supremely cosmopolitan phrase: three languages in one. Two of which I do not speak well...well, okay one I do not speak at all.
Anyway, the upside of this is that, now that I have my iPhone, I can read Xanga and such whilst on lunch. Also, I read my Kindle. Today I (finally) finished The Man In the Iron Mask, which was an awful, terrible book. BO-RING.
I have moved on to Pride & Prejudice (without zombies), which is so far almost the same as the several movies I have seen on television in the past. There is a family with some girls and this mother who talks a lot. There is a handsome young eligible bachelor who moves to town. They all go to a party, and the oldest girl dances with the eligible bachelor while the second girl (who is smart, according to her father) is smited by this total meanie, Mr. Darcy.
I am not looking forward to the fact that there are neither swords nor zombies in this book...I could live without the zombies if there were real action sequences anyway...but as it is so far much easier and enjoyable reading than the last book, I believe I will get through it much faster, and then I can move on to some other novels of interest. :)
Anyway, to get to the point of this story, I was at lunch, sitting at my desk and reading my Kindle, when Matt walked by.
Frank was also on lunch, eating at his desk because he is le busy (and le unsociable all week, I've barely shared two words with him) and the Old Guy was working because he never goes to lunch. Carol was off somewhere, and The Clueless One (formerly the New Person) was out as well.
Matt comes walking by at a fairly quick pace and then turns 'round and walks by at the same pace. He has this expression on his face like >:-/ which I know means that he is le uber stressed.
As he walks past, he says (to no one in particular so far as I can tell) "Tell [The Clueless One] to come to my office the second she gets back."
And then he speeds past at this same uber busy/stressed mode, so I think, Oh, expletive deleted. What did she do??!
Darn Kathy is not here, she would probably have some idea. If she had been, she would have come over to me not long after and said, "What was that about?"
Also, Carol was not there and Maria was off, so no one to gossip with. AUGH!
La de da, I continue reading and a bit after two The Clueless One comes back from lunch.
Before I continue, allow me to interject a note about the way that she walks. Yes, I am one of those people who notices such a thing as the way people walk.
Matt walks like a gorilla, kind of. Shoulder hunched, lumbering sort of pace. Frank walks with his chest kind of puffed out. Not like he's proud, but just that's how he walks. The Old Guy walks sort of loping...he's very tall.
The Clueless one walks with her hips pushed forward, and she shuffles her feet like she's wearing slippers. She drinks about 10 cups of coffee a day, and is constantly getting up to refill or reheat her coffee (and also to pee because it's coffee), and each time she walks by, carrying this little mug - I don't know why she hasn't got an industrial sized mega insulated travel mug - she has her hair sort of flopped in her eyes, and she walks like she's just rolled out of bed and is heading into the kitchen for her first mug of caffeine for the day.
Mind you, she walks this way at 4:30, when she goes to get what I suppose must be her last mug.
The only time she ever walks quickly instead of lumbering feet-shuffling mode is when she is coming in in the morning. She is running late 99% of the time, and when she comes in, she is not shuffling her feet but walking quickly like, "Oh look, I am in a hurry to get to work!" She also walks in a similar fashion when she is returning from her lunch/bank/errands at midday. (She goes to the bank at least 2-3 times a week, she doesn't trust online banking.)
Anyway, she returns from lunch and goes to see Matt, but he is not there because he is never there when you want him. :P
At this point, the Fat Man who sits in the office behind me returns from wherever he has been (la biblioteca?) and proceeds to enter his office with approximately 87 people. Gail calls me to talk for a bit. The Happy Hockey Lady, who has the office next to the Fat Man, gets up after a bit of time and shuts the door.
She is my hero! :)
At last, the Clueless One and the Old Guy go off to talk in Matt's office. Sometimes I hear Matt talking loudly enough that I can make out a word here or there, and I can sort of hear her speaking as well, but the Fat Man and his Loud Associate are making so much noise (as is the rest of the universe) that eavesdropping is impossible.
I run into Carol in the bathroom and ask if she knows anything, but she is even more clueless than I, as she was not there when Matt walked by.
At some point later that afternoon, The Clueless One emerges from the office and gives me a piece of paper, saying that Matt wants me to send a message to the stores about some price changes that he had to undo, last minute, for the next day. They are for Passover Matzos.
So I conclude, without having asked any relevant questions, that this is a Kosher issue, which explains it all in an instant, as the Kosher Guy is possibly even more clueless than The Clueless One. Sighs all around.
I do my part, find out it was done wrong, redo it, crisis averted, or so I think. The Old Guy confirms my suspicions that this is a Kosher Guy issue, and we spend a few moments discussing his cluelessness. Sighs again.
So I think all is well. The conclusion I come to is that the Kosher Guy gave these prices to The Clueless One to change, and she did them, only later they found out that (surprise!) he is an idiot. So now there was a mad scramble to fix these things, and to send this notice to stores so that they knew things were being fixed. Or something.
Life goes on.
That evening, after 5, I was talking to Gail for some time about being sick, and cancer, and the guy who was in a snowmobile accident (she didn't know either) and we were chatting for a bit. At last, around 6, we got ready to leave, and I noticed that
a) the Clueless One was not at her desk, but her coat was. So she was still there and
b) Matt's office door was closed, but the light was on.
Thus I have come to the second conclusion that she was still there at 6 PM, talking to Matt.
I have not yet figured out what about, whether it is a Good or Bad thing (for her, that is), or exactly what the issue with the Matzos was....
Stay tuned for further drama, perhaps. Whee. :)
How was your day?