Feb. 18th, 2006
Work rant.
Feb. 18th, 2006 08:07 pmSo, I'm doing these spreadsheets. They're to compare to what's been billed out, so we know what we need to adjust for (because October? really fucked month) Some of them are massive. One of the things they contain is a specific rate of pay for one of our positions.
I've been mostly finished with them, right down to daily notes on variances.
Friday, I'm filling in one of T's spreadsheets, and, dude. It's full of misspelled names, people listed as the wrong position, just... it made my inner editor start bitching. So I emailed her to find out if I could make edits on stuff like that. And also mentioned that I noticed she had one set of pay rates wrong.
I can make my changes.
And the pay rates? Are because they were entered wrong in the first place.
Something she's known since she first started working in Sheboygan. Something she obviously never considered mentioning to me DESPITE THE FACT that she KNEW I HAD THE WRONG RATES DOWN.
This? Pisses me the fuck off. It means I now have at least four hours of work to adjust the spreadsheets that were nearly finished.
She has no problem emailing me with her tiniest little thing for ME to do (like, oh, say, at the beginning when I sent her a half-filled in spreadsheet. AND that wasn't good enough for her, no, I had to take the same spreadsheet, make a copy, and clear all of the data out. 'cause, apparently, she's unable to do that ON HER OWN). But this? Something that she should have told me AS SOON AS SHE FOUND OUT?
Fucking incompetent.
I've been mostly finished with them, right down to daily notes on variances.
Friday, I'm filling in one of T's spreadsheets, and, dude. It's full of misspelled names, people listed as the wrong position, just... it made my inner editor start bitching. So I emailed her to find out if I could make edits on stuff like that. And also mentioned that I noticed she had one set of pay rates wrong.
I can make my changes.
And the pay rates? Are because they were entered wrong in the first place.
Something she's known since she first started working in Sheboygan. Something she obviously never considered mentioning to me DESPITE THE FACT that she KNEW I HAD THE WRONG RATES DOWN.
This? Pisses me the fuck off. It means I now have at least four hours of work to adjust the spreadsheets that were nearly finished.
She has no problem emailing me with her tiniest little thing for ME to do (like, oh, say, at the beginning when I sent her a half-filled in spreadsheet. AND that wasn't good enough for her, no, I had to take the same spreadsheet, make a copy, and clear all of the data out. 'cause, apparently, she's unable to do that ON HER OWN). But this? Something that she should have told me AS SOON AS SHE FOUND OUT?
Fucking incompetent.