I do not care why you did it. It doesn’t matter. You don’t have a reason good enough to excuse what you just did. How do I know that? Because there ISN’T a good enough reason for barging in unannounced. Not now, not ever. About the only way you could be justified is if you’re a member of the bomb squad and you only have 10 seconds to defuse a bomb that has been attached to my desk by an irate client who is tired of being chewed on by the Hounds.
And the proper response to my telling you to get out is to leave meekly while mumbling apologies and planning to retreat from the world in shame to a convent somewhere. You do not angrily yell "do you know who I am?" when I told her to leave because I was with a client.
No, I don't know who you are. Mad Secretary doesn't know who you are. The Paralegals don't know who you are. Even the Guardians don't know who you are and the reception staff know who everyone is if there is even the slightest potential for gossip. We even got the security tapes out (very wrongly) and had a gathering of all the staff in the office to see if ANYONE knew who you are. Guess what, honey? None of us know who you are. The world not only doesn't revolve around you, it doesn't even know about you. It most certainly doesn't care. Hate to shatter your illusions. Just get out.
And y'know what? I don't care if you're a judge. I don't care if you are Queen Elizabeth with a face lift and that sour expression is because you've rammed a crown up your arse for safe keeping. I don't care if you're the pope in drag. I don't care if you're a member of the Secret Service who wants to relocate me to a hidden prison of their choice. This is my office. I am with a client. Even the Senior Partners (the grand powers that be) wouldn’t barge in like that.
Now the Hounds have been told to bite chunks off this lady if she returns, but I must make sure they have fully updated inoculations first.
And the proper response to my telling you to get out is to leave meekly while mumbling apologies and planning to retreat from the world in shame to a convent somewhere. You do not angrily yell "do you know who I am?" when I told her to leave because I was with a client.
No, I don't know who you are. Mad Secretary doesn't know who you are. The Paralegals don't know who you are. Even the Guardians don't know who you are and the reception staff know who everyone is if there is even the slightest potential for gossip. We even got the security tapes out (very wrongly) and had a gathering of all the staff in the office to see if ANYONE knew who you are. Guess what, honey? None of us know who you are. The world not only doesn't revolve around you, it doesn't even know about you. It most certainly doesn't care. Hate to shatter your illusions. Just get out.
And y'know what? I don't care if you're a judge. I don't care if you are Queen Elizabeth with a face lift and that sour expression is because you've rammed a crown up your arse for safe keeping. I don't care if you're the pope in drag. I don't care if you're a member of the Secret Service who wants to relocate me to a hidden prison of their choice. This is my office. I am with a client. Even the Senior Partners (the grand powers that be) wouldn’t barge in like that.
Now the Hounds have been told to bite chunks off this lady if she returns, but I must make sure they have fully updated inoculations first.
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Date: 2007-03-07 10:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2007-03-10 05:36 pm (UTC)None of us know her and because she left in such a huff and hasn't returned we can assume that I have driven her off.
One of the guardians suspects she is the wife of a local councillor...
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Date: 2007-03-07 11:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-10 05:40 pm (UTC)and I think we may preserve some of her blood - for a DNA test. For identification purposes.
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Date: 2007-03-10 05:43 pm (UTC)I think about things too much, you know. :)
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Date: 2007-03-08 12:04 am (UTC)That lady sounds like a self-important bitch with delusions of grandeur. Why didn't anyone stop her from barging in?
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Date: 2007-03-10 05:43 pm (UTC)Theyn only one between my door and her was Mad Secretary. She says she was ready to tear out her throat but the carpets had only just been cleaned and it seems a shame to make a mess of them
(we ahve no guards or anything, just the receptionists and secretary - from what I gather it would ahve taken physically restraining her to sotp her and they didn';t even realise what she planned until after she did it)
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Date: 2007-03-08 07:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-10 05:45 pm (UTC)Dying with curiosity
Date: 2007-03-08 02:20 pm (UTC)Re: Dying with curiosity
Date: 2007-03-10 05:47 pm (UTC)Bonus.
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Date: 2007-03-08 03:17 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-10 05:49 pm (UTC)