I’m a financial DBA at my company. One of my responsibilities is to act as the admin for the program my company uses to keep track of our finances. Our product is old and clunky, so it has several screens that only one user can access at a time. This usually causes me no end of frustration, due to trying to figure out which of our 10,000 employees across the continental U.S. is in the screen.
Today I get a call from our San Diego office. The guy needs to post some bills, but he hasn’t been able to get into the bill posting screen for over an hour. Would I please look into it?
It turns out that one of the billing supervisors went into the screen and left for lunch. I walk over to her desk and close the screen and call the guy up to tell him he can now access the screen. Problem solved.
Just now, the frigid bitch called me up to yell (actually yell) at me about how I have no right to do what I did. She only has one more invoice to post, and now she has to wait for some guy 3,000 miles away to get out of the screen. She knows that only one person at a time can access that screen, so by leaving for lunch when she did she was causing a whole bunch of trouble.
This evil bitch actually screams at me over the phone. “You have no right to do that! I was saving the screen so I could do it when I got back!”
I ask her, “If you only had one more invoice to post, why didn’t you finish it up before you went to lunch?”
Her response? “Don’t you EVER enter my office again without me there!” She then slams the phone down.
Okay, listen you evil, sour, cunt from hell, and listen good. I am the system administrator for the program in question. I have to keep the program working for EVERYONE, not just you. You were holding up another person from doing his job. I fixed the problem. You don’t just log into the screen and walk away. You know that, and have been told that countless times.
I will go into your office whenever my job requires it. See, I have a skeleton key to every office in this building, just in case I have to get into someone’s office without them being there. Why did they give me that key?
SO I COULD DO MY FUCKING JOB YOU FUCKING WHORE!!
And don’t ever raise your voice to me again. Ever.