The (T)ale of the (T)rolley

This post is part of the A to Z Challenge. Each post will be associated with a letter of the alphabet with the theme ‘Today, at work…’.

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Today, at work, The Boss rushed into the main office and asked us “What happened to the trolley in the pantry? Who took it?”

This is the woman who schedules meetings and forgets about them.

This is the woman who makes a decision and when we minions carry it out, changes her mind causing us to scurry around rectifying things like headless chickens.

This is also the woman who can’t remember what the organisation general email address was (even though she’s the longest serving staff in the small organisation and was likely the one who had it set up) and was not aware that a spreadsheet can have multiple tabs.

I digress, back to the story about the trolley.

She’s obsessed about that trolley. Or maybe, possessive of it. Who knows really. It’s used for ferrying around heavy objects and is normally kept in the pantry/ store. The pantry/ store is frequently unlocked during office hours as instructed by The Boss. I know this because one day I locked the pantry and returned the key to the main office and she comes to my cubical and tells me that it’s not necessary to lock the pantry during office hours because the staff will be going in and out. So, I’ve never locked it since. Oh, and the pantry/ store is accessible to everyone traversing the hallway. Even the folks from the neighbouring office.

So, since she likes to know where the trolley is at all times and most of the time it’s in the pantry/ store, shouldn’t she insist that the pantry/ store is locked since any tom, dick and harry may sneak in and steal her beloved trolley?

Also, this is not the first time she’s asked about the whereabouts of the trolley. Even when we inform her we’re taking the trolley to ferry stuff, 15 minutes later when she’s in the pantry and it’s gone, she’ll ask “WHERE’S THE TROLLEY?? WHERE’S THE TROLLEY??”

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What strange/ unique/ funny idiosyncrasy does your boss have?

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16 thoughts on “The (T)ale of the (T)rolley

  1. Sounds like a typical boss. Mine, the most chaotic person around sent an email in reply to a thread from ten days ago – wondering why nothing had been done about the problem, full on accusing us of being ‘casual’ It had of course been resolved! And the only person who ‘ casually ‘ hurls accusations was quietened.

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    • Haha that actually sounds like my current boss. She’ll ask us to do X, Y, Z but we already did all of them and she’s cc’ed in all our progress!

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  2. Hey, lets’ give The Boss a break, we are all in the habit of being obsessed with something…or someone! For her it’s the trolley, for other people- pencils, rain…who knows!!!!

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  3. Ohh dear. There isn’t enough room in the comment section for the stories I could tell… I did have one boss who consistently wore shirts that were too small, so you’d be sitting in a meeting and her belly button would be winking at you through the gap between buttons. Let’s go with that one 🙂
    Fun theme!
    ~AJ Lauer
    an A-Z Co-host
    @ayjaylauer

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  4. How on earth she made manager is beyond me – unless the company use the strategy of making the least useful person the manager so the good people can actually get some work done
    Debbie

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  5. I have come to the conclusion that pretty nearly all bosses are awful bosses. I have never decided if this is because they really are, or because I don’t like being bossed 🙂 Yours sounds like a real case.
    Rebecca at The Ninja Librarian

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    • So far, all the bosses I’ve had have had their weird idiosyncrasies and the commonality between all of them I realised is that they don’t listen to what us minions have to say. They just go ahead and do their own thing

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