Monday, 8 February 2010

My version of hell...

...Would include eternal Chuck Norris re-runs, lots of Barry Manilow and/or Lady Gaga, fountains of custard (can't stand the stuff), pot holes the size of the one in the road near my office and, worst of all, admin.


Good grief do I hate admin! And right now I feel like that's all I'm doing. Since when did it become my fulltime job to follow up on people?! If I'd wanted to spend my time nagging folks I would have adopted a teenager by now.


Please bear in mind that I am not talking about my own personal admin here. I am not half bad at remembering to pay bills, invoice clients, and file my paperwork (ok that last one's a lie. My paperwork is a mess). The admin that is threatening to bury me at present is not mine and is for the most part avoidable if people would just do what they're supposed to do.


If I spend hours and ours drawing up the ushering roster for church (which is enough admin in itself - keeping track of 60-odd people's schedules) I would really, really appreciate it if once I hit the 'send' button I didn't receive 29 replies within the first two hours (not an exaggeration. This is an actual figure) asking me to make changes. If you can't make your duty on a given night, use the contact details sheet I attached and swap with someone else. Please. I say this with tears in my eyes. And homicide in my head.


Likewise, I would love it if just for once my clients would do their bit. It is impossible for me to send your web copy to the developer to finish your sparkly new site if you refuse to take five minutes to read it and sign it off. So please do not complain that we are running late. The copy is all sitting in your inbox.


I would also love to know how it has become my responsibility to fight neighbourhood evil. For some reason it is me that gets the joyful tasking of writing, printing and paying for notices to alert our complex of the meeting happening this week between our town planners and the major retail corporation that wants to plant one of their fugly stores on our doorstep. I'm not even on the board of trustees for our complex, for goodness' sake. How is this up to me?

Grrr.

I would whine more but I have to go. So much to do and so little medication.

9 comments:

Forever Feline said...

I hear you! ha ha ha
Wine with dinner always helps :)

po said...

Good grief, you put up with a lot! It is probably because you are so good at it though. No one ever gives me anything like that to do, for obvious reasons!

Louisa said...

Nagging is no fun. How did you get roped into the complex admin if you're not a trustee?

Helen said...

admin is horible. A good way to procrastinate though!

Cam said...

Admin....yulg!

Slyde said...

ive been in admin hell lately too, here at work.

its really not my cup of tea, either..

Paula said...

LOL Love the parting shot. teeheee.

Crumbs you lead a busy life- and you always seem to be organising something or the next. Don't you wish you could please "load shedding" when you have some that you don't wanna do?

Paula said...

TYPE : plead not please load shedding

angel said...

Sorry T… strongs!