After months mercifully glurge-free at my job, someone got the bright idea to send around The Legend of the Candy Cane today. Not just any version either; a fully animated version with dancing candies and sickly-sweet music, no heartstring left untugged. Being the crusader against ignorance that I am, I replied to all with a joke about not wanting to be a Scrooge, a link to Snopes and the text of the debunking.
The original person responded back to me saying “I never said the story was true, just that it was cute!” Whatever; I see her every day, she’s a good egg I got no beef with the response.
One other person responded as follows:
Wow. Just, wow. I’m at my desk just gape-mouthed with astonishment that someone would send that on a company email system. Normally all that would come of this would be, well, this Pit thread, but it so happens that the person who sent it is an incompetent idiot. I deal with the end result of her daily work and she routinely adds 30-60 minutes to my day catching and notating her errors, which then have to go back through the process for me to deal with again. I’ve had pieces of her work that I’ve had to send back three times because she’s so horrific at her job.
Seeing as how I know for a stone cold fact that she has better things to do with her time at work than fire off snarky emails (like, for example, learning how to do her damn job), and being rather pissed off at her “if you’re not Christian there’s something wrong with you” attitude, I emailed my boss as follows:
and I forwarded it to K’s boss so that the two bosses could coordinate any response.
K’s boss M emailed back saying she had spoken with K and I was satisfied with that. I went to mention my satisfaction to my boss, who appreciated how I had handled the situation, and return to my desk to find this email from K awaiting me:
Some people just don’t learn. I was willing to let it drop, but after that little shot I went back to my boss, who is now going to forward it up the chain to her boss (who is also M’s boss) and then sit back and wait for the shit to start flying. I wouldn’t be the slightest bit upset if they fired the bitch. It’d sure make my day shorter, not having to clean up her all-too-frequent fuck-ups.