Aug 24, 2007

She Needs a New Boss

Ok...this has got to be at least the 8th time today "Father Time" (one of our senior partners looks like Father Time, only with a bowl haircut and a shave) has walked into Ethel's office, thrown a pile of stuff down in front of her, and said that whatever it was had to be done today.

Picture a short, older lady who's a cross between Estelle Getty (only not THAT old and ALIVE)and Alice on the Brady Bunch, who works her @ss off, and you've got Ethel.

Ethel is here rain or shine (probably thanks to the rigid attendance policy imposed on staff), at crazy hours during the night, and works as much as any first-year, but generates little to no revenue and thus, is treated like crap.

The old dude could at least spring for lunch or dinner from time to time, or send her flowers on Secretary's Day. I can't believe the way they treat her. The only time I was even slightly inclined to yell at her was when she exploded 3-day-old fish in the microwave down the hall and I hurled in my trash can from the stench.

Well, I appreciate Ethel. And to show my appreciation, I left some empty water jugs under her desk for her to pee in on days they don't unshackle her to let her go to the bathroom. I'll even stop by and check from time to time to see if they need to be emptied...

Keep hope alive, Ethel. Keep hope alive.
 
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