NiftyWings
May 20th, 2005, 12:23 PM
At the beginning of this month, we got a new case management program installed at work. The conversion process has made for a rather stressful couple of weeks, trying to deal with "glitches" and incomplete information on how to do things. So we're all getting a little loopy around here.
Today is already turning out to be interesting. My co-worker found a dead mouse under her chair this morning, and was thoroughly grossed out by it. We're in our morning meeting, and this major discussion ensued over how to dispose of the carcass, because nobody wanted to deal with it. The suggestion actually came up to call Tony in General Services to come and take it away.
So after the meeting, I go grab a paper towel and get the mouse. I'm walking through the building with this dead mouse, and of course people are curious as to what I'm carrying so gingerly. So I'm traveling to the dumpster amid a chorus of "EEYYYEEEWWW!!"
As you can imagine, we have to milk whatever comedic relief we can get out of the situation. So now we're all lobbying our supervisors to let us have time off. Cuz, y'know, my co-worker and I are feeling woozy from the extended exposure to "dead fumes", so we should probably go home sick. She's completely traumatized by the loss of her "would have been a pet if he wasn't already dead", so she's telling our supervisor she needs to take Bereavement Leave. And the rest of us, being supportive co-workers, are going to need time off to attend the funeral that she'll be holding as soon as she retrieves the mouse from the dumpster.
Not to mention, mice are known to carry Hanta Virus, so we're trying to convince our Program Manager that the building needs to be evacuated, and we can't come back until the entire building has been sterilized.
Oh, and we're also working in a climate of fear.....the mouse was found in the cardlocked area of the building, which means we must have a breach in the security system. We're vulnerable to attack!! Just too much stress, and we all need to go home.
Yes, we're all overdue for a day off. But so far, our leadership is turning a deaf ear to our concerns about the rodent problem. Heartless bastards!!
So if I die of Hanta Virus over the weekend, you know who's responsible.
Today is already turning out to be interesting. My co-worker found a dead mouse under her chair this morning, and was thoroughly grossed out by it. We're in our morning meeting, and this major discussion ensued over how to dispose of the carcass, because nobody wanted to deal with it. The suggestion actually came up to call Tony in General Services to come and take it away.
So after the meeting, I go grab a paper towel and get the mouse. I'm walking through the building with this dead mouse, and of course people are curious as to what I'm carrying so gingerly. So I'm traveling to the dumpster amid a chorus of "EEYYYEEEWWW!!"
As you can imagine, we have to milk whatever comedic relief we can get out of the situation. So now we're all lobbying our supervisors to let us have time off. Cuz, y'know, my co-worker and I are feeling woozy from the extended exposure to "dead fumes", so we should probably go home sick. She's completely traumatized by the loss of her "would have been a pet if he wasn't already dead", so she's telling our supervisor she needs to take Bereavement Leave. And the rest of us, being supportive co-workers, are going to need time off to attend the funeral that she'll be holding as soon as she retrieves the mouse from the dumpster.
Not to mention, mice are known to carry Hanta Virus, so we're trying to convince our Program Manager that the building needs to be evacuated, and we can't come back until the entire building has been sterilized.
Oh, and we're also working in a climate of fear.....the mouse was found in the cardlocked area of the building, which means we must have a breach in the security system. We're vulnerable to attack!! Just too much stress, and we all need to go home.
Yes, we're all overdue for a day off. But so far, our leadership is turning a deaf ear to our concerns about the rodent problem. Heartless bastards!!
So if I die of Hanta Virus over the weekend, you know who's responsible.