He is also one of those who will send an email and then come to see you 2 seconds later to ask "did you get my email".... no it must be lost in the post.....
I used to work with a Project Manager who did that, he was in the room next to mine and I knew as soon as his email appeared in my inbox I'd be getting a visit 10 seconds later. He took offence when I started counting out the time it took him to get to my desk.
I work in a development team, but one of our extra responsibilities is to take internal support calls from Account Management. When someone logs a support call on our intranet, it generates an automatic email to all our team with the details.
We have one Account Manager however, who will:
a: log a call on the intranet, then
b: telephone someone in the team to say he has logged a support call, then
c: print off the email (that we get sent anyway) and walk round to us and give us a hard copy of the email
LOVE this thread. Any updates? I am dying to hear about the middle aged FATTY who must be humming Christmas songs now. Any WACKY tie wearers at the office?
I'm working from home today waiting for the boiler repair man. It is absolutely freezing and I'm sat with me coat and gloves on. This, though, is entirely preferable to what's on offer at work today which is THE CHRISTMAS DINNER IN THE CANTEEN. For £6.50 you can sit with colleagues you hate, munch on a Turkey that a dog would turn his nose up at, listen to Christmas carols on a tinny speaker and talk about spreadsheets.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
The prawn cocktail devouring woman who works in our office has taken things to a new low (or high, depending on your viewpoint) today. Eshewing the Christmas Dinner on offer in the canteen, she has brought her OWN into work. It actually consists of everything you'd expect a Christmas Dinner to be, but carefully divided up into tupperware boxes. She has spent the last FORTY MINUTES faffing about at the microwave trying to co-ordinate the heating of each element of her dinner, telling anyone who will listen how she has saved 50 PENCE on what it would have cost her to eat the same thing upstairs.
FFS.
That's brilliant, nothing says Christmas like a slightly mushy microwaved meal.
c: print off the email (that we get sent anyway) and walk round to us and give us a hard copy of the email
I honestly didn't know whether to laugh or actually be grudgingly impressed at that level of tightness.
She's now sitting at her desk with a Garfield(!) knapkin, tucking in. She's got a SINGLE cracker out, as well. I'm not sure if she's hoping someone will pull it with her, or whether she's going to do it herself when she's finished eating.
This afternoon could run and run.
Please, please report back on what she does with the cracker. I hope she pulls it herself, it would add a suitably fitting end to the ordeal!
I'm unhappy to report that one of the noisy PAs from upstairs obliged and pulled the cracker with her.
Ah well, you can't have everything.
She did at least make an annoying WHOOP sound when cracker was pulled.
We've got a 'Please consider the environment before printing this e-mail' in all of our e-mail signatures here. It does the job pretty well!
I take it she is now wearing a paper hat?
Remarkably, she ISN'T.
She has just read the cracker joke out loud to no one in particular, though.