Monday, November 13, 2006

Lilly's Fish Post

Email From Facilities;


Team,

As I’m sure most of you know SMU has had a long standing policy against having pets in the work place. As with many policies things have sometimes slid by unnoticed from time to time. As a hypothetical example there have been a lot of fish taking up residence around the Portland site lately. And while we all love fish, I’m sure we all know that they cannot be living in our cubes.

There are numerous reasons for this line of thinking including the fact that fish bowls (as well as plants being stored up high, but that’s another issue) contain water, which reacts badly with computers and telephones. This makes IT very sad. I have already had to vacuum up very stinky fish food off the floors which makes me very sad. It has also come up, that if fish are ‘ok’, why not other small caged critters (tarantula anyone?), this makes the reptile owners very sad. And the unavoidable fact that we are violating a company wide policy by having them here makes us all sad I’m sure.

As your humble facilities associate I must ask you, on behalf of the management staff here at AIU, to please take all of your fish and other animals home. Yes we did give you the fish as a prize, but we really didn’t intend for them to stay here. I’m afraid if you want them to take up residence they will need to submit an application and apply for a position like the rest of us. If you can manage to get your pet in PeopleSoft, I will make necessary accommodations.
I thank you all very much for your understanding and cooperation in this matter. Enjoy your week,

Joe Roberts
Portland
Facilities Associate
877-xxx-xxxx ext. xxxxx
jrobert@online.com

Shelia The Wonder Waitress

We love Shelia at Buffalo Wild Wings(BWW), and we think she loves us too. However she is probably filing a complaint against us for stalking her. We first met Shelia when the new BWW opened up near our office. We went in sat down and never would have guessed that we would ever find a server who could actually deal with is so well. She was great, we never had to ask for a refill, she was all about playing the trivia games with us and laughing at our jokes, she was fast to get our food out, and got our check to us quick we never had to ask or were late because of Shelia!!!!

After our first visit with Shelia, we were so impressed we asked for her schedule but she wouldn't give it to us. She said she didn't know it, well that didn't stop us. We asked for her again the next time we came in but her section was full. She said she worked on Wednesday so we came back on that day and she wasn't there. Sad and disappointed we had to sit in someone elses's section each time and got CRAP for service. Only Shelia can do it right, she deserves a raise, maybe give her $5 an hour instead of $3.

The first guy's section we sat in was slow as hell. He greeted us and we ordered our drinks, then he disappeared forever, so we were pissed because we wanted the game to play trivia. Then Shelia came by and made sure we got our drinks and games, she is our saviour!!! Some other guy came and set down our drinks, then we made him take our order. He supposedly gave it to the slow guy who put it in, but we still never saw him. Then another other guy came by with our food and set it down so we could eat. Slow guy came by and asked how it was, our response was get our check we are now running late. So he was just slow, we never want him again.

Finally we came in a fourth time and didn't see Shelia's section on the chart, so we were sat in another woman's section and she was right next to Shelia's section!!! Thomas lost his phone under the table so he dove under to go find it and Shelia came by to say hi. Just as she did so Thomas popped up exasperated and pronounced "I FOUND IT!!!!" he made her jump so high. So Shelia made sure we got our drinks and games again, and said we were in good hands with what's her face who had our table. What's her face came by and took our order and caught on to the fact that Shelia thought we were hilarious so she tried joking with us too, which didn't go over so well (never try too hard).

Dear Shelia must have been having a slow day so she sat down with us to play trivia just like old times!! I think she is finally getting used to us. We are definitely asking for Shelia from now on, no more messing around at BWW!!

Friday, September 08, 2006

Safelite

So as it turns out calling safelite to fix what they broke last time will inevitably lead to more problems. Called safelite to come out and fix my lock problem (see blog below). They came out and found "NOTHING WRONG MA'M". So the elderly toothless repair man made sure my locks worked okay and left. Giving me a thumbs up and a toothless grin as I started my car.

I drove Tom and I to lunch at Zippy's and when I went to open the door it opened and there were no more lock problems. Thank the lord there are no more lock problems. Then I woke up from my dream.... no the door would not open. I tried again thinking I had temporarily lost my noggin. Nope didn't work.

Called Safelite again and spoke to Kevin again who is now very familiar with my problem. He connected me with the toothless repair man who proceeded to tell me that I had electrical problems and that he was halfway to Chicago and he couldn't help me. Well thanks Mr. Toothless man!!!! You were a big help!!

I hung up on him and called Kevin back who seemed like he didn't want to hear that my problems were not solved. He then placed me on hold and came back to tell me I would be contacted within 30 minutes from another dispatcher. SURPRISE!!! Safelite never called back. I called again around 4:45pm, poor Kevin was dismayed to be hearing a very angry me again.

He asked me... "So I guess you probably want this fixed as soon as possible?" "Yes I said right now, I leave at 6PM" Kevin sighed "I was afraid of that but I can't send anyone out right now, you could try bringing it to a dealer, we would be happy to pay for all damage done to your door." "Kevin, Kevin, Kevin..... what dealer is going to be open this late." "Right...." Kevin said "I see your point." We ended up setting up an appointment for me to bring my car out tomorrow. I have an open appointment to bring it in "whenever I want".

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Lock Down

So today we had a little car trouble, and it was all we thought it could be. As usual one of us bothered the other until we both finally clocked out. While happily skipping to our daily one hour escape from office hell I tried clicking on my fob to unlock my car. The locks did not move!!!! DAMN YOU CAR LOCKS FROM HELL!!!! I tried my key, no luck. We tried screaming at the car to which it stick up it's middle tire at us and laughed hysterically.

Finally we discovered that we could open the trunk and push down the middle console. Thomas proceeded to climb into the trunk... yes IN THE TRUNK. He tried reaching in to see if he could reach a lock, or reach the lock device the pushes the back seat in. NO GOOD. While lying in the trunk of my car with everyone walking by and gawking at us he found a lever and pulled it. Nothing happened. "IT'S THE GHOST OF KEVIN WARNER" I thought... he doesn't want us to go to lunch to escape the lune's we work with. I turned back to look at our office building and the door turned into a big mouth sucking is back into work, wind and leaves and papers were swirling around being sucked into the black hole. " NO WE MUST ESCAPE "

Finally we pushed on the back seat and it folded down!!! Ya freedom at last! Thomas crawled into my car and popped the back door lock open!!! YAHHH WE ARE FREEEEE. We unlocked the passenger door as the driver door still had glass lodged into it from when I had my car broken into. I sat in the drivers seat and punched the inside of my car door hoping to dislodge whatever was holding the lock hostage. After blooding my fist the glass dislodged and I was able to open my car door. We quickly peeled out of the parking lot speeding away to escape the abyss of our office that was sucking us back. ON TO IHOP for tasty treats!!! What a wonderful lunch hour it was.