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So, I've been in the office alone all morning, getting in on time and everything, just minding the fort. We set up a phone tree yesterday, for both today and the future, anticipating a snow day (or morning at least) from the snow we're getting as I type this. Does anyone call me? Nope, not a soul. So I assumed we were open and here I am, like a fool, while everyone else is... home I presume, I don't even know.
Anyway, I had a client show up so I'm glad I was here for that, even though it only resulted in me sending her home because it was for an appointment with an adjuster from the city who couldn't make it out this morning (the TCH is worse than it is here, apparently). I also have so far seen two other clients that aren't mine who had appointments, covering for other people. Which, I suppose, is fair in a way because hey, I was gone an extra week or so both before Christmas and after New Year's, right? Though I did have my assistant here for those times and lots of notice but whatever, I helped out.
Now, however, I went to look at my appointments for the rest of the morning, the main reason I've been staying, in case they do show up because it's not really all that bad. I mean, the doctor's clinic next door? Full parking lot. Mall up the road? Open and lots of cars. Lots of traffic driving by the place. I don't get it. Anyway, I go to compare my assistant's schedule book to mine for some reason annnnnnnnnd it looks like the rest of my morning's appointments were moved to next week and one more to after lunch today, so. I've been sitting here in vain, pretty much, at least as far as my own files go. -.- I knew Nancy was trying to move some but she didn't update my book and, well, guess which book I look at to see what I'm supposed to do, mine or hers? Rarararar.
ANYWAY. In the immortal words of Mr. Eric Cartman, spoken to my colleagues, screw you guys, I'm going home. Will have to come back after lunch to see if that one client does show up but I could've left an hour or so ago if I'd have known. Bah.
Anyway, I had a client show up so I'm glad I was here for that, even though it only resulted in me sending her home because it was for an appointment with an adjuster from the city who couldn't make it out this morning (the TCH is worse than it is here, apparently). I also have so far seen two other clients that aren't mine who had appointments, covering for other people. Which, I suppose, is fair in a way because hey, I was gone an extra week or so both before Christmas and after New Year's, right? Though I did have my assistant here for those times and lots of notice but whatever, I helped out.
Now, however, I went to look at my appointments for the rest of the morning, the main reason I've been staying, in case they do show up because it's not really all that bad. I mean, the doctor's clinic next door? Full parking lot. Mall up the road? Open and lots of cars. Lots of traffic driving by the place. I don't get it. Anyway, I go to compare my assistant's schedule book to mine for some reason annnnnnnnnd it looks like the rest of my morning's appointments were moved to next week and one more to after lunch today, so. I've been sitting here in vain, pretty much, at least as far as my own files go. -.- I knew Nancy was trying to move some but she didn't update my book and, well, guess which book I look at to see what I'm supposed to do, mine or hers? Rarararar.
ANYWAY. In the immortal words of Mr. Eric Cartman, spoken to my colleagues, screw you guys, I'm going home. Will have to come back after lunch to see if that one client does show up but I could've left an hour or so ago if I'd have known. Bah.
