So to recap last week was an unqualified disaster. I think I hit a whole new level of stupidity in how not to get promoted - achievements included:
- Not making Jamie jealous
- Making a complete idiot of myself in front of date who actually turned out to be very sweet - I now have to go to a different coffee shop
- Getting drunk before meeting the important shareholder
- Kicking the printer so hard I think I might have broken a toe
- Arson at Zizzi’s
- Following the arson incident admitting what happened on the date to the guys.... who laughed
- Then splitting an entire tub of cheer up cookies and cream ice cream with Andi. The ice cream was a cheer up present from Rob. Very sweet but I am still plotting revenge for the G&T's This week must do better must be professional and aloof and not embarrass self. Today is starting off badly. For one thing Ted is back and blustering around. I arrive (late as usual 9:20 – not too bad….) to find Ted and Ethan having a blazing row.
“But the smallest thing could make a difference to the sale” Ted insists. Ethan sighs clearly trying to remain calm, "Well how about if I don’t make a sale we can ask them afterwards if the four-leaf clovers are the reasons for not signing? I think it is unlikely don't you?" Ted frowns "Ethan it is just we have to convey an image of complete professionalism and your socks are frivolous" "Well the clovers on my socks must be bring me luck." Ethan retorts "Seeing as I am top of the sales board again."
Ouch. It is very unlike Ethan to ever lose his temper or be anything but nice and friendly even to Ted but I can see his point. Ethan is one of the best salesmen. In fact they all seem to have very high figures. Except Ted that is....
After they calm down I settle myself onto some promotions and pretend that I arrived on time. Ted and Ethan are gathering up their belongings when as Ted leaves he says, "Oh Kate that reminds me I need to talk to you about your meeting with Arthur." Arthur is the shareholder.... the one I met whilst a drunken idiot. Oh crap
Ah, a cliffhanger! Why do I think this will end with you somehow having unwittingly impressed Arthur?
ReplyDeleteI hope you told him Arthur is a dirty letch and is on drugs.
ReplyDeleteThey're arguing about socks..excellent!
ReplyDeleteIt all sounds fairly disastrous. Excellent! Just the way I like it!
ReplyDeleteWhoa boy...to be continued...
ReplyDeleteMaybe you charmed him. Some people can be very charming while drunk!
ReplyDeleteYou weren't so drunk you don't remember what happened, right? Right?!?!! :) oh well, it would explain why your panties are plastered to the top of my screen anyway. LOL
ReplyDeleteBest a luck Kate
sorry, had to leave another comment. a bad omen. My word verification for the last comment ...."tedissm". I swear on Kates underwear at the top. Was laughin so hard, took me forever to hit "post comment" button.
ReplyDeleteGoodness me, a fully grown man wearing four-leaf-clover socks to the office? That would be enough to make my day. Any day!
ReplyDeletexxx
I needs me some lucky socks!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with Ted. Tell him you took some cold medicine or something, so you were a little looped. ;)
you never know, maybe arthur was singing your praises... maybe drunk in meetings is the way to go...
ReplyDeleteYou'd be long gone now if I was in charge ;-)
ReplyDeleteMaybe you dazzled him with nonsense he didn't understand and he now thinks you are a genius because he's afraid to admit it.
ReplyDeleteNew bosses like to know a girl has vulnerabilities, so you could use that to your advantage, butt I'm sure you know that already.
ReplyDeleteWe need to use them when we can get away with it!
Secretia
I'd snap out too if anyone dared to comment me on clover socks.
ReplyDeletethey're cute and there's absolutely nothing wrong with a little fun in your wardrobe.
I'm very curious about what Ted had to say about your drunk meeting.
hopefully you are recognised as a genius and nobdy noticed you were drunk.
but considering how I always think I'm a f#ing genius when I'm drunk, but noone ever agrees. I don't count on it.
check my blog to see how I will do for the next six weeks as I'm in Hamburg, Germany.
yes, that's right.
I can't wait to hear about that conversation
ReplyDeleteOh lordy! I cant wait to read about that one.
ReplyDeleteThe part about pretending to have arrived on time? I do it every morning...there are specific movements that this entails.
:)
Haha I thought at first that the conversation between Ethan and Ted was serious, but were they really arguing about socks?!
ReplyDeleteWish you the best of luck, Kate, for the meeting with the shareholder. Maybe it didn't show too much last week when you were drunk?
Can't wait to read the rest of this!
Sarah
Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun!
ReplyDeleteOh, this is going to be good....
ReplyDeletehaha. and here's to a whole new week ;) x
ReplyDeleteBeen here first time.....great place you have maintained here, office can be real entertaining stuff
ReplyDeleteKate, give em hell, and talk him outta the socks.
ReplyDeleteBIG HUGS
I see trouble ahead :O TFx
ReplyDeleteHaha, can't wait until the next post :)
ReplyDelete"whole new level of stupidity in how not to get promoted - achievements included" Story of my life. I love reading your blog. The snippets are always funny and easily relatable. We ALL have these moments.
ReplyDeleteAs for the clovers, haven't they watched Bones? Booth always wears either a crazy tie, belt buckle, or sox, and he's a friggen FBI agent who like chases bad guys and murderers and shit. Art imitating life!
love it. my boss was fired for doing absinthe shots with us in the office. thoughts?
ReplyDeleteI've been reading for two weeks or so now. My work computer won't allow me to comment with inline comments, so since I have a few minutes free from the kiddos I thought I would pop in and say hello. I love your stories.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I linked over to you today from my blog. Not that many people visit me, but I thought they would enjoy your stuff. If I did one-tenth the shit you do at work where I work, I'd have been fired long ago.
-Joshua
I've been wanting to say this since last week. When I was on my internship in New York back in undergrad, we would close down at 3pm every Friday and have "Bourbon Fridays." Someone would run to the bakery the next block over to pick up warm apple pie and we would sit around for three hours or so eating pie, drinking Maker's Mark (I prefer mine straight, no mixer or chaser, thank you very much), and goofing off. Those were good times.
ReplyDelete-Joshua