Some days I honestly don't mind going to work.
Today is not one of those days.
We have a closing this morning on one of our units. When we close on a unit, we gather our subcontractor invoices and payoff amounts from the bank that gave us the construction loan on the project which are then paid out of our proceeds, and then send it to either the title company or law firm handling the closing so they can prepare the necessary closing documents (the fun stack of paperwork you get to sign when you buy a home). We've known about this particular closing for almost a month. That means we've had a month to prepare and get all the necessary documents in order, which all of us did to the best of our ability.
Except for my boss, the guy who has the final say, and whose signature we need on the HUD and some of these closing documents to make them valid.
Yeah, he decided yesterday afternoon that about 4:30 was a good time to sit down and finally deal with this closing, which was scheduled for 10 a.m. today. This was after he wasted about 3 hours yesterday talking about everything but work-related issues with the other executives. And by everything other than work-related topics, I mean sports. And sports. And, oh yeah, more sports.
Did he decide at the last minute he wanted changes to some of the documents? Of course. Did he also want additional documents created? Of course. Were some of these changes absolutely necessary? (Are they ever?) Did some of these changes cause more last minute problems than they fixed? Oh yeah.
Guess who got to stay late to deal with it? Yep, that would be me. Guess who got to come into work early to finish dealing with it? Yep, me again. Guess who got to try and explain his less-than-orthodox changes to the law firm handling this closing? Yeah, I got that fun job too. Guess who got reprimanded and lectured by her supervisor for not catching a typo? (Of all the documents I've been madly generating this morning and last night, I had one that had a typo. One. And it was a typo. Singular. I wanted to tell him that maybe if he hadn't left everything until the last minute so that all of these issues had to be addressed in a severely limited amount of time, he would have been more apt to have a 100% error-free finished product instead of a 99% error-free finished product. And that if I worked for one of those sports organizations he had been so busy discussing yesterday with a 99% success rate, I'd be the highest paid and most well known athlete ever. Oh, and you're welcome for my staying late and coming in early to compensate for your inefficiency.)
It's not even that I mind coming in early or staying late when necessary. What bothered me was the assumption that of course I just naturally could stay as late as he needed me to, as though I have no other obligations in my life that might now need to be rearranged at the last minute because of him. It bothered me that it was left until the last minute because he didn't feel like dealing with it, not because he was too busy with other obligations to deal with it. It bothered me that about 50% of what he wanted done wasn't even necessary in the first place (and some of which had to be undone this morning by the closer). And it bothered me that he could have cared less about all of the above.
Oh well, I guess we all get our own little personal versions of the Devil Wears Prada at some time or another.
5 comments:
Sorry for your lousy days at work. That just makes me soooo happy that I don't have to go to work anymore.
Here's a hug back for my cruddy day last week.
Question....if you only made suggested changes that made sense, would your supervisor know that "last minute changes" were never done? You know the ones I'm talking about, the ones that had to be undone this morning? Would he notice if they were never changed in the first place? I know, you've probably already thought of that but MAN I hate days like you had.
I have to travel next week to the Land O'Mickey and it's not for fun so I'll be venting next week.
p.s. I have crime scene training so if you need to hide the body....
Ack, I hate bosses and organizations like that. They put things off and make everyone else suffer. And yes, you do have a life to get back to. Sometimes I think businesses want to own your soul.
Anyways, hope it gets better!
The good news is the days are staying lighter longer!
Umm... doesn't help?
Oh well, I gave it a shot. ;-)
Colleen: Thanks. I'm so jealous. I hope we're able to afford a stay-at-home mom when we have kids.
Jillian: Thanks. It's amazing to me how many bosses expect their employees to put the job above everything else. Sad.
Jeff: Haha, nice try. Actually, it would be better if there still weren't all this white stuff on the ground.
Queen: I have done that in the past. This time I was so irritated with him that I let him hang himself. I made sure to let the closer know when the changes were sent over that they were Supervisor's changes--passive agressive, I know, but it made me feel better.
But I will keep your, uh, "offer" in mind for the future... :)
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