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But, It's For A GOOD Cause.
Every once in a while, I get handed one of those projects that proves the aphorism, "Shit rolls downhill", and which of course also serves to remind me of just exactly where I stand on the corporate food-chain -- namely right at the bottom with the krill and phytoplankton.
So, now I'm in the process (well aside from squeaking off a little spleen-venting rant) of merging two huge mailing lists, deleting the duplicates (roughly 40% of the total), printing 1500 mailing labels, putting said labels on postcards, then at some point going to the post office for 1500 postcard stamps because our recently left-the-company graphics person put a big old red thingie in the upper right-hand corner where the postage imprint would normally go, and so now I will also have to peel off the 1500 stamps to put on the postcards before they can be mailed, and -- oh by the way, this was supposed to have been done LAST WEEK, but they just handed it to me yesterday afternoon, with no instructions, no explaination, and the really, REALLY frustrating thing is -- not a single person in my department has either the time or inclination to help me with this vitally important mailing!
AND IT'S FOR A CHARITY EVENT!
Now, the above fact only slightly mollifies the seething resentment I am currently suppressing for my co-workers. I already spent a large part of my week contributing time, energy, money and elbow-grease supporting a whole plethora of good causes, and I do it both willingly and with great joy. But, in this instance, it's "The Company Charity", that one good cause to which pretty much every company contributes large sums, both to make them appear to be good corporate citizens, as well as (and perhaps more importantly) so they can take some sort of big tax write-off at the end of the year. And it is a GOOD cause, but I don't think anybody else around here has any genuine commitment to it, because every year when we start organizing this particular event, the logistics always get put off until the last minute, at which point it suddenly becomes MY RESPONSIBILITY to accomplish the near impossible task of mailing the announcements and the follow-ups, processing the entry forms, sending the reminder cards, organizing the schedules, putting together the thank you letters, and coordinating 90% of the rest of the logistics that make this thing happen, all with absolutely no aid, assistance or support -- and always on the same backbreaking, we've-already-missed-it deadline, because someone else was either too disinterested or too lazy to set things up on a proper schedule, so that this wouldn't happen in the first place.
BUT, IT'S FOR A GOOD CAUSE
This will now be my mantra for the next few days, as I am once again asked to do the impossible -- and then fucking DELIVER!
Oh, and if I'm lucky, I'll be rewarded with a cheap promotional tchotske for my efforts.
Posted byCOMTE
on 3:57 PM
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