B.S. (as opposed to B.C.)

I work for a local community college here in San Antonio. And here at PAC, we practice the fine art of chain of command. It's a long-standing tradition taken from work environments as early as 1995. Which basically means - it's a pain in the ass when you want to get something done as soon as possible. But nevertheless, that's the way it goes and all you can do is work with it.

This is how it goes...when my boss signs off on anything; it then goes to her boss. Then he signs off on it and sends it to HIS boss. Who two weeks later (or so it feels) returns it back to me. It's all very frustrating.

I bring all of this up because I just have one mother-effing question for all of you out there in the blog world. What did we do Before Stickies (B.S.)? How did we live without Post-It notes? Was it a life even worth living? I sincerely doubt it. Because it would seem that without stickies nothing gets fucking done!

You see after two weeks of waiting on paperwork to be signed off on, everyday visiting my inbox anxiously waiting for everything to be returned, I finally had my prayers answered. Or so I thought. You see unfortunately, the signatures we so desperately needed were missing.

Uh. WHAT?!?!

Seriously, WHAT THE FUCK?!?!

And when I questioned my boss' boss' secretary - she had this genius response. "Well, where was the 'Sign Here' stickie?" Because apparently without those, our boss' boss couldn't possibly be expected to know where to sign. It would seem that READING through said documents is too much to ask for.

Sonofabitch!

So, now the paperwork has to be resubmitted and (of course) he only signs off on papers at 3pm and only every other day. Shit.

This is the kind of shit that truly makes me understand the phrase "going Postal". Oh well, it could be worse - I could be working up until the holidays (like most of my friends) instead of being off. Heh.

Number of business days left 'til my ass-rockin' holiday break begins: 3!