I'm in early, as usual. I'm at work. I'm so sleepy, I can't see straight.
I left a pile of papers with notes on them next to my keyboard. Notes I'd been taking for three days-- things I needed to change about the website.
I left them next to my keyboard.
They're not there now.
My desk has been gone through-- looking for a specific binder, I know-- the boss was all over the area yesterday looking for something my predecessor wrote, and I explained that nothing of hers was at my desk because it had all been moved for my coworker to go through and discard what was no longer necessary. nothing was at my desk.
But I know my desk has been gone through, and several things have been thrown out.
But-- my list of things to do today? Why the fuck would they throw that out? It said clearly things like "reconcile site navigation" and "fix broken links", clearly and orderly laid out. It was next to my keyboard. A whole stack of papers.
Fuck it. I'm going to go to sleep at my desk until they give me my shit back. I've looked; it's not in any of the places I could absentmindedly have moved it. I didn't absentmindedly take the stack home; it would still be in my bag. And it's not in the stack of less-urgent papers on my desk. So...
What the fuck?
I rest secure in the knowledge that I have nothing actively incriminating in any of the papers on my desk, so even if they've read everything on said desk, they'll only feel like fools for having bothered. What would I even have?
But anyway. Three days of work, gone down the toilet; I no longer have any record of any of the things I was planning to change.
It's their fucking money. I fthey want to screw up what I'm working on, they're only sabotaging themselves. I just don't understand what the fuck they were thinking, moving shit around. My fucking notes are fucking missing now. Bastards.
I left a pile of papers with notes on them next to my keyboard. Notes I'd been taking for three days-- things I needed to change about the website.
I left them next to my keyboard.
They're not there now.
My desk has been gone through-- looking for a specific binder, I know-- the boss was all over the area yesterday looking for something my predecessor wrote, and I explained that nothing of hers was at my desk because it had all been moved for my coworker to go through and discard what was no longer necessary. nothing was at my desk.
But I know my desk has been gone through, and several things have been thrown out.
But-- my list of things to do today? Why the fuck would they throw that out? It said clearly things like "reconcile site navigation" and "fix broken links", clearly and orderly laid out. It was next to my keyboard. A whole stack of papers.
Fuck it. I'm going to go to sleep at my desk until they give me my shit back. I've looked; it's not in any of the places I could absentmindedly have moved it. I didn't absentmindedly take the stack home; it would still be in my bag. And it's not in the stack of less-urgent papers on my desk. So...
What the fuck?
I rest secure in the knowledge that I have nothing actively incriminating in any of the papers on my desk, so even if they've read everything on said desk, they'll only feel like fools for having bothered. What would I even have?
But anyway. Three days of work, gone down the toilet; I no longer have any record of any of the things I was planning to change.
It's their fucking money. I fthey want to screw up what I'm working on, they're only sabotaging themselves. I just don't understand what the fuck they were thinking, moving shit around. My fucking notes are fucking missing now. Bastards.