Sunday, April 08, 2007

I'm going to St Louie...

Looiks like I'm headed to St Louis next month for a couple weeks for work, albeit not by choice. One of my coworkers was told that he was going to a conference next month and he didn't want to go so he asked if I would go in his place. I told him no, I did not want to go either, sorry. So what does he do? He bitches and moans and complains that he doesn't want to go until they change their minds and decide to send me instead.

I'm more than a bit upset about this because he was chosen to go and was told he was going so he had no right to 1) try and get out of it and 2) get it thrown on ME. Although I very easily could, I'm not going to whine about it like he did, I just let my supervisor know that I thought it was a pretty shitty deal that the other guy did that and I'm getting screwed now but oh well, I'll take one for the team.

I was really looking forward to using the time while the wife and kid are away to relax, recharge, do a bit of traveling and writing, and basically just enjoy the tranquility. But now I have to spend a couple of those weeks in the US working all because someone else doesn't want to do their job.

Maybe I can get tickets to a Cardinals game...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your co-worker is a pussy. A total and complete baby girl. You should buy him a box of tampons and leave them on his desk along with a map to the ladies room.

Paul said...

Rik,

PaulieG here....

Sounds like a co-worker that I used to work with (who shall remain nameless - the bastard).

I am working in the Philippines right now. Send me a note.

Paul G