AitchArrgh!!
AitchArrgh!! So now, my woundup bossman has a skranky new intern, uh, I mean “HR Coordinator,” who I predict will last six months. Only a couple of weeks into her gig with a LARGE ENTERTAINMENT COMPANY and what does she do when she cancels a meeting in Outlook? *Calls* me on the freaking *phone* and leaves a message asking when I’m free! Hel-LOOO! THen I’m being asked to proxy for my boss in a meeting that has ze-ro to do with me, has another ‘team member’ going who *does* have ‘zee infohmation zey need,’ and I (oopsy) let slip to my boss’ moll that my presence at this little gathering would be only a token presence. Not peecee, in the company of the underrepresented, to use the phrase ‘token.’ Oh freakin’ well.