Happy Saturday, everybody! Unless it’s already Sunday where you live…
I woke up this morning and decided to watch some boob tube and then eventually I took a nap. I awoke to my celly phone ringing and it was my maintenance guy. He said that my assistant did not come into work today. She was scheduled to work from 10-4 today. I texted her and she didn’t reply. Dammit.
I got up and got ready to take off and texted her again telling her she needed to call me.
I got to work and my maintenance guy did as much as he could to help the people that showed up. One was for an appointment at 10:30, the others were wanting to take a tour of various apartment layouts and someone wanted to give me their late rent payment.
After I handled all the messages that I had, my maintenance guy and I walked over to my assistants apartment and knocked on the door – since we had BOTH tried to call/text her SEVERAL times, with no response. She answered to the knocking with: Who is it?………..
Me: It’s ME. Are you okay?!
Her: *opens door* Yeah…my meds made me sick.
Me: Did you have an appointment today at 10:30?
Her: Oh…yeah…I forgot.
Me: Well, we both tried calling and texting you and you didn’t respond! You should have called me to let me know you weren’t coming in today.
Me: *stomps off to the office, shaking head the entire way*
This will have been the 2nd day she has called in sick since I’ve been there and add an extra 1/2 day to that because she didn’t feel good one morning so she came in late. She only works 3 days per week, so out of 6 days that I’ve been her manager, she’s called in 2 1/2 of those days.
Any bets on how long she lasts?
HANDLE YOUR SHIT, LADY! You complain that you don’t get paid enough, yet when you actually have a manager that gives a shit…it appears that you don’t give a shit about your JOB. Time for a reality check.