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Spectators point of view.

Thursday after work was the typical office party. There was food and drink and not much else. All they did was talk, eat, and drink. Oh yea and go outside to smoke.
Some got drunk but I think that was the plan to begin with.

I sat with my coworkers and friends and talked had one drink and as soon as I had eaten I was ready to go. So many people I did not know. So many people not introducing themselves just staying in there own little comfort zone. I had planned to go around and talk to every one but after getting there I was so ready to leave? The place was too large for the amount of people that were there. It was kind of fun.

The following are some of the things that happened while I was gone on vacation. The names have been changed to protect the stupid.

Friday I was not at work but a party was planned because Michelle, one of the clinical staff, had found a new job and was leaving. The party cake was brought out and the gift given. Then Michelle comes to the realization that she never had a job interview with the people at the new location. Go ahead say DUH. So Donna, a supervisor here, calls over to find when Michelle is to start and then finds out that there never was a job listed. This time you can drool while you say DUH.

Why did the girl think she had a job? It turns out that her sister was leaving that position and told the office manager that her sister, Michelle, would love to take the job. It was a grant funded job. The Michelle never actually applied for the job. Never had an interview, a position was never advertised, Pitt did not plan to fill the position. So Michelle thank everyone for the party, arranged to keep the job here in our office and took the gift and went home! WHAT THE?

She is buying Pizza for everyone on December 14 thanking them for being so kind.


Another coworker who worked the front desk was fired for a variety of reasons. She actually thought she could apply for a job at another job within UPMC. What part of fired do you not get? Consider this a burnt bridge and swim to land.

Comments

2 of 3 said…
Uhm...did you get up and introduce yourself? Uhm...NOPE. This was something I said too...hmm...and alias here...Wendy (who sat at our table)...you can't expect others to do for you what you aren't willing to do yourself!

Signed...Sleepless in Oakland aka 2/3

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