About that note

So I was reading AAM the other day, and she was talking about passive aggressive notes at work. (Here's where we pretend I wasn't too lazy to get a hyperlink to that post.)

I started thinking about it, and thought, wow, I don't think there are any at my new job.

Not so fast. There is one. And it's on my door. I put it there myself.

I want to believe its nice than passive aggressive, whatever the word for that may be, but it's there all the same.

See, since I'm in HR, there's stuff in my office (still can't believe I have my own office) that people are not supposed to see. So it's supposed to be locked when I'm not there.

Someone is having a hard time with that. I say someone, and I genuinely don't know who it is, takes a "shortcut" - which is the exact same distance - to the hallway from the entrance. They open my door to go into the hallway, and then leave it open.

I don't get there till after 7, and this could happen at 6:45, or 3. Who knows. Thus, the note, reminding whoever it may be to shut the door behind them

Doing my happy dance

I'M GETTING A BOSS!!!! I am so excited. Unless he's recently had a fit of hedonism, after his background clears, he will start early Feb. (Also, autocorrect's suggestion after 'getting a' was divorce, which is weird for me, a single person.

Thanks to everyone who said to suck it up and ask my boss if I was supposed to come to those meetings, the answer was yes. It's made my job easier when I can be there while everyone is in the same room.

Someone paged um... Sally... on the intercom. I was confused, cause they just said Sally. I wasn't sure how they would get the right one, but then I remembered. There is only the one. I have a fairly popular name. I am the only one here. Not surprising when there's only about a dozen women, (Ah, STEM) but it hasn't happened since elementary that I've been the only one with my name. I have taken great joy in not signing my emails with my full name. Is this what Beyonce feels like?

Someone threatened to get a lawyer involved in something yesterday. No one has threatened me with the law since I left the paper, and it's been over a month. I was almost starting to miss it.

Going like mad

Eventually, it will slow down and I'll have time to breathe, right?

It's been a busy week here, and payroll wasn't right, so that's been fun. I don't think I've ever dealt with so many mad people before. I understand, and they're not mad at me, but it is a massive headache for us all.

Some people didn't get paid right for their holiday, which thankfully is not my fault, and I have been heaping the blame on the guy who did it, because he is not here, and none of the people who are mad will ever meet him.

Now that its Friday and people are starting to get paid, some people have not gotten their check. It makes the start of my day ever so much fun.

Did you know adults could get ear infections? I don't guess I did. But we can. Yay. The antibiotic they have me on seems to be clearing it up, as well as my throat, ick, but it's slow going. The fact that I am not doesn't seem to be helping matters.

Have my first staff meeting today, finally talked to Boss about whether or not he wanted me there, he says yes. It will make my job quite a bit easier. I've already met everyone that's going to be there, and they are all very nice, but I'm a little nervous about it.

I get paid today! (Maybe) I like when I get paid, and I don't feel the need to shake the check to see where the rest is like I did at the paper.

But best of all, it is Friday. And tomorrow I do not have to work, and due to an oversight that I have not been quick to correct, no one has my cell number. Bliss.