OMFGGGG. I HATE RE-DOING WORK, especially when I've tried to prevent and already forecasted the disaster.

Alright, I originally had a template for business cards. But John was so smart, he suggested to change them. Alright, I'm "here to cooperate," so I went with it. I guess this incident just means I need to really stand my ground and speak for myself because I'm the one cleaning the mess and blog about it later.

Today we worked on a loan application. Hindsight, I guess my background as a bank teller helps me scan through these forms (and all forms) much faster. John has to literally read every single thing. Obviously, the first fields are the usual: name, address, phone, email.

Then we got to the business description part. He usually has no idea when he works on these applications, and business in general, and so he waits for my lead. Wait? So much for being the owner. So you're paying yourself double, but I'm doing the work? That's what being a business owner is anyway. What is your responsibility and expertise? But it's ok. I'm not here to count your blessings.

It's really annoying how often I see John. He comes in my office for everything single little thing...wait, that's my job. But complaining is what this blog is for too :D Today, he came in to ask if I had those highlighters with the sticky pad. He also had the item with him too. Then he asked me to open it.

...Ok, can't you just do it yourself?

When we first settled in the office, the temperature was set at 68-70 degrees. This means that if the temperature falls under 68, it'll get heated to 70. If it gets to 70 and increases, it'll be cooled to 68. Basically, that's the range and you can add or subtract within 2 degrees of those (66 and 72). So every morning, it was 68 degrees and rises to 70 by noon. John didn't like this at all. He wanted it t be 70 (73 to be specific) by the time he came in, 8:45 a.m. So he asked me to go to every single temperature control and press ++ to increase it by 2. Ok sure, no big deal. I did that 4/5 days of the week until we decided to talk to the building owner to simply change our settings to 71-73. Problem solved? I thought it was.

John set up a meeting today with important people in the industry. There are only three of us with the (start-up) company. He always tells everyone he has an office manager, me, who is great at what she does, which is (of course) 100% accurate. That's a blessing but a curse at the same time.

I shouldn't complain, but that's what this blog is for.

With these important people coming in, he wants me to relocate my shit to the front area for the day, like a receptionist. It's really inconvenient because I've settled in my office for two months now, and I really like my privacy. I can still be a receptionist without actually sitting where traditional receptionists are. Not just that, he needs my help every 10 minutes, so now we will spend more time walking than working. In addition to that, I do side HR duties, which means a lot of confidential, so I think I am entitled to an actual office.

A package for two construction books came in today. My boss, *JOHN, brought it to me and told me to open it. He knew it wasn't for me, yet he asked me to open it. WHYYYYY???!!! Why am I opening a package that is clearly not for me. Anyway, I get pay enough to play along and open this crap, so I opened it.

John: Oh, it's the manuals you ordered! (NO SHIT...)
Me: Being nice me, "Yes, that was fast."
John: Ok, put it on Jake's desk.

WTF???!!! ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS PUT THAT IN HIS OFFICE AND LET HIM OPEN IT HIMSELF.

But ok. whatever. I'm not here to be your friend. I'm just here for payday.