This means the head of their Human Resource department is into graphology. 
I still work in the 20th century. People fax me signed documents and then I have to call them to get the correct spelling for their names because Bsquiggle Vscrawl just doesn’t work for me. That’s the only reason I can think of for an employer to want to see a copy of handwriting.
Now that I’m thinking about it…doesn’t work for a paperless office. I’ve got nothing.
Today, I didn’t kill a lawyer. I didn’t even shove him off the loading dock. I am getting much more considerate to my coworkers and the facilities guys would have to been the ones to clean the blood up. They don’t like that.
He showed up with his court order and demanded that I produce the document instantly. I can’t do that for several reasons. The biggest reason is that I don’t know what is in the boxes. I just store them, its up to the people who request the files, etc. to give me box/container numbers. The other reason is that legally, I do not “own” the boxes, I’m just the caretaker. The owners are the ones who can tell me who is allowed access.
So, I sent the jerk to the proper place and he came back with one of the people who were allowed to request files. SG heard the door bell and let them in.
The jerk was all totally self important and swaggering while I pulled the 5 boxes he had legal authority to look through. Whatever.
Then he wanted me to pull all of the boxes in the same time period so he could see if the single piece of paper he wanted had been misfiled. The poor legal clerk who had the authority to ask it of me rolled her eyes and asked me to do it.
I moved 16,000 lbs of paper for him. He wouldn’t even open the boxes without the legal clerk dusing the lids off. I was pulling boxes and leaving them on the floor for him and he couldn’t pick them up to put on the cart to look in them. The clerk, who was in office dress, and I had to do everything.
As he was leaving, with clean hands and a smirk on his mouth, he saw SG and shook his hand and thanked him for all of his help.
That’s when I didn’t kill him.
Why??
Too much paperwork, would be my guess…
Damn the paperwork! Some folks just need killin’
I wish I didn’t - thoughtless people are the bane of my existence.
Next time, kill the asshole and call me, I’ll clean up.
Yeah, next time kill him. And SG. We will all claim that you were playing cards with us (and losing).
I’ll provide whatever alibi you need, also. The only thing I can’t help you out with is bail money, because I am saving as much of that as I can for the day when I need if myself after stabbing File Room Jerkass in the neck with a bent recycled paper clip.
My WAG? They want a quick and easy way to filter out people who can’t follow simple instructions. You can see at a glance who paid attention and who didn’t and just chuck anything that comes in without a hand-written letter in the recycle bin.
Think of it this way: you only had to deal with him for that short amount of time. He has to live with himself.
That’s how I justify not killing a lot of people who need killin’. The only bad side is sometimes I actually start feeling *sorry *for the rat bastards.
Dammit Mrs. Boss! You have the management skills of a 2-year-old, and the integrity of a sea slug! I was already pretty leery when you hired a replacement for our maintenance dude. (Sure, he did say in so many words to hire someone else, but that was because you were nagging him about returning to work while he was in another state, dealing with his father’s unexpected and sudden illness and death. A week after his dad’s heart attack, and 1the day after the funeral, his replacement was hired.)
Today was the final straw though: the front desk manager is expecting twins. I was hired to fill in while D is on maternity leave, and then take over as sales manager. So today, 17 days before D’s due date, you’re interviewing a new front desk manager? D needs her job!
I have a job interview tomorrow afternoon. And I may not even work a notice. Bitch.
Apparently, I’m trapped in an asshole lagoon. They got the guys that don’t speak english to do yet another system conversion. Stuff is blowing up all over the place and I have to look high and low to find anything that’s right. The good news is I’m only here for the paycheck. If I was a member of the “leadership team” and more heavily invested in this place, I’d be shitting myself constantly. Do I ever feel sorry for our poor customers.
The only thing that made my day better was this. At least my workplace doesn’t smell like poo. Well, maybe in time. I’m sure we’ve got yet new lows to reach.
Bri2k
Isn’t that illegal?
Why do people feel the need to wait until the minute we close to call? I’d like to be done with work now, and this is not something that’s so vital that the customer couldn’t wait until tomorrow.
That makes as much sense as anything I could come up with. I didn’t apply, they’d probably chuck mine when they saw my handwriting, paperless office or not.
Today they started bringing in the new equipment for the system conversion. And I still know nothing about the accounting programs because I couldn’t play with that part of the system. Friday is gonna suck eggs.
I’m betting they have an idiot in HR who believes in graphology. Who has a cousin with a graphology analysis business.
Nope. The company has fewer than 50 employees. FMLA doesn’t apply.
Office partner seems to have given up the instant oatmeal, at least while sitting at his desk. His new interest is crackers (mostly saltines). He puts a couple in his mouth and apparently lets them dissolve into mush, then swishes the resulting goo around for a bit. It’s quite loud, and incredibly disgusting.
Alternate explanation: They mean they want a letter personally tailored to the position, not a cookie-cutter one-size-fits-all cover letter that says nothing why you want that particular position. But whoever specified that is too much of an idiot to be able to explain it properly, and went with “hand-written” as the appropriate term.