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Yuh seet doh Tuffy?!?!?
Chrismus soon come enoh. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif[/img]
Yuh seet doh Tuffy?!?!?
Chrismus soon come enoh. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif[/img]
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i was gone for 16 days & this not finish?.....Comment
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Dis nuh done yet? [img]/forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70394-bawlout.gif[/img]
A my fawlt. Mi shudda did read di last page fi realize seh it nuh done. Dis way mi nuh torcha miself a read bout 13 pages only to bi lef hi an dri. Tawk bout story interuptus. \o/Comment
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So wait...Bungbrook nuh say lass week...
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Soon come with more. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img] Things should be wrapped up by the end of the week. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70409-waytogo.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70409-waytogo.gif[/img] Trust me I am dying to post more. So nuh bodda chat bout killing me. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]
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BUNGBROOK!...end a week come and gone. COME NUH MAN! You muss can trow us one scrap...cho! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70392-silly.gif[/img]Comment
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Dem muss kidnap har tek har outta di country cah she ooda nevah leff wi hanging fi so lang! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/eek.gif[/img]
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When I say I was shocked, I mean I was shocked like I have never ever ever been shocked before.
I won’t lie to you. My immediate reaction to my manager was:
“Erin said I said something about Amanda?”
I said it so incredulously, as if to say, she said I said What?!?!? ‘cause mi nevah seh nutten! 
I was even making the face of pure shock and horror, as if I can’t believe Erin would lie and say I said something bad about Amanda! 
My manager stopped me before I even continued trying to lie about it. He said:
“Yes Boundie, Amanda was just in here, she told me what Erin told her.
Then I called Erin in my office and she confirmed it, do I need to have her come in my office to confirm it for you?”
Oh god! Why did I try to play it off like I didn’t make a snide comment about Amanda…now I was busted trying to cover my butt.
I should have just come clean and fessed up. I should have defended the comment I made about Erin. I mean, it wasn’t the nicest thing to say, but I should have defended saying it. I could tell my manager was hoping I would just roll over and apologize for the comment so he could get us out of his office. He was incredibly uncomfortable dealing with the situation. Rather than giving him what he wanted I found some strength from somewhere. I looked him dead in the eye and said:
“Do you think this is normal behavior for me? Do you think this is how I carry myself? Do you think my saying things about Amanda comes from anyplace other than a place of frustration? Granted, I need to have a little more control over my mouth and what I say but you need to understand the source of my frustration.
At this point I turn my attention to my team lead. I ask her point blank if while she was telling my manager that she has heard that I have been talking about Amanda to other people, had she managed to find the time to tell our manager about our discussion yesterday?
Her face goes pale and she shrinks a little in her chair.
My manager turns to me and asks what discussion yesterday? Well, here goes, I tell myself. I am going to let it alllllllllllllllll out 1 more time.
I start to open my mouth when the team lead cuts me off. “Boundie, I hadn’t had a change to tell him about our meeting yesterday. He called me in his office once Amanda walked out. He asked me if I had heard anything about the “Erin” incident. I told him that I hadn’t heard anything about it but that I had heard from other people that you weren’t pleased with your partnership.”
Me: “So you didn’t tell him about my direct conversation with you yesterday about my displeasure in my partnership?
It was all posed to him as hear say?
At this point my manager looks like a lost puppy.
He asks the team lead to leave the room so he can talk to me one on one. She steps out of the office and I focus my attention back on my manager.
I am fuming mad at this point. I don’t even know where to start, so I start with him. “Listen, John (my managers name) it is no secret that I don’t think I am paired with the best person, it is no secret that I am not happy within my team.
You know that, I have expressed this to you many many times. In fact, I feel I have said it more than enough times for something to have been done about it. Nothing has been done about it to date, so I had a break down yesterday afternoon. I had a meeting with the team lead and spilled my guts to her. She was going to come in here this afternoon and talk with you about it. I guess she never found time to do it.” 
During this part I wanted to speak about all the confirmation I had received from other people, how even the team lead agreed with me, how Orville had agreed with me, how it appeared to be company knowledge that I was paired with the village idiot.
However, I didn’t say any of those things. It isn’t my place to say what was said in a private conversation between me and another person. If the team lead wanted to share what she told me with our manager… that would be great. I wasn’t going to speak for her or put words in her mouth. She obviously wasn’t holding up to her end of the deal. God forbid I tell our manager something the team lead said about Amanda being a fool and incompetent, and then the team lead turns around and denies saying it. No, I would not say what was said between the two of us. 
Also, at this point, I had lost some credibility. I was quickly becoming the person in the office who ran their mouth and was like a teenager, someone with little professionalism and tact.
God forbid I start dispelling things like “He said she said”.
Instead I continued to focus on my manager. I remember Orville saying that my manager was being watched closely. I used this against him. I pointed out that in all the times I had come to him, not once was something done about my situation. It was frustrating. I made comments about Amanda to someone I shouldn’t have. It wouldn’t have happened if I wasn’t so frustrated.
He was speechless.
He didn’t have anything to say to me after that except that he would talk to Amanda and try to get her to pull a little more of her weight. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif[/img] Yeah right, whatever you say, I had no faith that it would actually happen. John asked me to please keep my mouth shut, no more comments, he really really didn’t want HR involved. He valued me as an employee and if HR found out I would be fired. He didn’t want that to happen.
I left his office, walked right by the team leads office and ignored her as she called out my name. I walked right by Amanda’s office and caught a glimpse of Erin in there talking with her.
I went into my office and shut the door. I was angry at myself for getting caught in a lie, trying to cover my butt for what I said to Erin. I was angry at myself for ever opening my stupid mouth in the first place. I was angry at myself for letting a job frustrate me to the point that I became someone I didn’t like. I was angry at the team lead b/c I was under the impression she had my back. I guess when push came to shove; she couldn’t separate herself from the pack.
I didn’t know what to do, so I just documented, documented, documented everything in the log I was keeping
. All I could do was separate myself from everyone again and try to do the best job that I could. Meanwhile, all of the clients that Amanda and I shared were coming to me more and more often rather than going to her. My work load was steadily increasing 
while hers dwindled. No one wanted to work with her anymore. Just about every day I received a phone call from a client asking if they could work with me exclusively, cutting Amanda out of the equation entirely. They said things like “We are so glad to have someone we can depend on. With Amanda, it was hit or miss if she would call you back, or show up at a meeting, or give you correct information. It is really nice to work with you Boundie. 
” In fact numerous letters/e-mails had been written to my manager praising me for my work and attentiveness, something I didn’t find out until a few days later, when… surprise…surprise… I was called back into my manager’s office. For the meeting that led to me missing quite a few days of work. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif[/img]
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Sascrise!!!!! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif[/img] Look ow lang ago dat was. Just done wid di story nuh. Mi nuh ave nutten else fi live fa excep dis story. An now it seems mi cyaan even depen pon dat. \o/
**stawks awf in frustration***Comment
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Oh BB [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70459-hugs.gif[/img] You poor dear
run for yer life, get out of that job! that broad is gonna plague you even if she gets the boot and you take Johns job.
3 hrs round trip is 15 hrs a week, another unpaid part-time job. Get your happiness back ...would ya!Comment
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I walk in my managers office and immediately notice the stranger sitting opposite his desk. The vibe in his office is incredibly uncomfortable and the hairs on the back of my neck stand at full attention.
My manager motions for me to take the empty seat next to the stranger, the same seat my team lead was in the last time I was in his office. I can feel the tension in the air, for some reason I immediately start to sweat. I felt my skin go damp and my palms get sticky. I tried to sit as natural as possible, but it was near impossible with the tension in the room.
There was an uncomfortable silence, so uncomfortable that I opened my mouth to be the first to speak. “What’s going on John?” I ask. “Well Boundie, this is Rachel and she is from our HR department” he responds.
Me: GULP! My damp skin now has small beads of sweat on it, not on my face but in all the hot spots, under my breast, along my back where my body is resting on the chair, behind my knees, where my legs are crossed. I am suddenly very very aware of every single droplet as I know I am about to be fired for the things I have said.
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now I know di dutty gyal neva call HR pan YOU!!!!!!!!!!! Suh wha yuh fiyad?Comment
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now I know di dutty gyal neva call HR pan YOU!!!!!!!!!!! Suh wha yuh fiyad?
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If she was fiyad, she coulda post de whole story caw nuttin to loose right????
Sheeeesh...Boundy...you gwine mek me crazy...me soon staat wanda round boardlane chat to myself wearin a crocus bag as a dress! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70392-silly.gif[/img]Comment
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now I know di dutty gyal neva call HR pan YOU!!!!!!!!!!! Suh wha yuh fiyad?
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If she was fiyad, she coulda post de whole story caw nuttin to loose right????
Sheeeesh...Boundy...you gwine mek me crazy...me soon staat wanda round boardlane chat to myself wearin a crocus bag as a dress! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70392-silly.gif[/img]
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Ya waan know wha me think...me feel say dat Boundie and Red just sit back every night and laugh pon us. De story done long time, Boundie have new job but juss drag this out to mek us suffa! We are her entertainment... [img]/forums/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif[/img]Comment
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Rhatid! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif[/img] Aynat lure mi inyah with her poll [img]/forums/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif[/img], an even thou mi know seh di story nat done, mi chupid [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70392-silly.gif[/img] an read it all an now get vex caw it nuh done!
Woe mi dyin trial.
So who Amanda sleeping with that keeping her from getting fired? [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70402-thinking.gif[/img]Comment
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Ochi and Aynat, mek mi find wan nice pair of shoes fi uuno as you wonder board lane. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img] But, yuh haffi share dem, mi deh pon mi face and cyaan afford 2 pairs.
(((Magic))) Mi neva nuh seh yuh read mi stories dem. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif[/img] Mek mi post the next segment fi yuh. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70365-flirt.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70365-flirt.gif[/img]
Seriously, I wish I could post more and post more often. I am not kidding when I say I have to watch my back (and my front) for many reasons, not to mention my security. When I thought things would be wrapped up, more things came to light, complicating things even more.
I am sorry you guys. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img] I promise it will be finished and you will find it worth every single second. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/70409-waytogo.gif[/img]Comment
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