McLiar called at 8:30AM and told me he would be in as soon as Mrs. McLiar got back from taking one of the puppies to the vet/groomers. 

McLiar then called around 1:00PM and told me he had to stay home and take care of all the dogs as Mrs. McLiar had an appointment of some sort.  Whatever, McLiar, whatever...

9/19/2007 - 2:53PM - A customer who was supposed to show up never did.  McChewey, in all his brilliance, never gave me the file, which he is supposed to do.  Imagine that...he is incapable of giving me the file.  I wish I could say I was shocked but I'm not. 

However, seeing as though I'm no longer McChewey's supervisor, I told McLiar to take care of this problem of not knowing what to do with files.  McLiar promptly ignored me and has said nothing to McChewey.

I sent out a memo last week to all department heads letting them know that due to updates to our current technology, client information would only be available through paper files until further notice.  The most unfortunate part of this is I didn't know when the updates would be finished, and as with all updates, there are test runs, and errors, and things that just happen that are beyond my or anyone else's control.

This did not please some department heads.  For some reason, McLiar thought it would be better to tell the department heads that all client files would be restored Monday morning.  He basically called me a liar.

Most client files were available Tuesday around 2:00PM, but there are still some that are being worked on.  So here I am, lying to the department heads and now they are extremely angry with me because McLiar made sure I was the one who looked like a liar.

Thank you McLiar.  I really appreciate it.

No.  McLiar did not call the departments I needed him to call for the meeting.  

This time I asked McLiar why.  McLiar simply shrugged.

McChewey has just filled his stolen mug again *vomit*

For some reason McChewey has been taking files outside and then coming back inside with them.  Now, this is just my personal opinion, but these files contain confidential information and I don't think they should be leaving the building.  Obviously McChewey doesn't understand what confidentiality means.  

Remember the coffee cup McChewey stole several weeks ago?  Well last week he was using it as a pen holder.  He had pens and pencils and paper clips in the mug on his desk.

Today, he decides it is a drinking vessel again.  He removes the writing instruments and other various items, and gets himself some water from the cooler and drinks it.  I can only hope there was a real lead pencil in that cup.

9/19/2007 - 11:22AM - McChewey is on the phone with Mrs. McChewey.

It dawned on me today that McLiar still hasn't trained McChewey on a very important aspect of his job.  We were supposed to implement this customer service aspect in July, but McChewey still isn't trained.

9/19/2007 - 10:55AM - McChewey is wandering around the halls talking to Mrs. McChewey on the phone.

"Do you think they are upstairs in [department]?" he asks me as if I can see through the building.

"I don't know," I state calmly so I don't jump down his throat and rip out his stupid vocal cords.

"Oh," he says and walks to his desk.

"I would simply call them and ask if it were me," I said.

"Oh," he says and sits.

I asked McLiar if he would call a couple of the departments in the organization as I needed them in my office for a short meeting at a four thirty.  He is the one who has the authority to call this meeting or I would have done it myself.  I can't wait to see if they show up.

This is just GREAT.  McChewey tried calling a number in a file.  He wrote next to the number "temp unavail" which I take to mean the number is temporarily unavailable.

Why, then, McChewey, did you completely scribble that phone number out?  He took a black pen and colored all over the phone number so that no one can distinguish what that number is.

So now, there is no phone number in the file because he scribbled it out due to it being temporarily unavailable.  I wouldn't be surprised if he had dialed the wrong number anyway.

*headdesk*

In addition, and this is just a mild irritant, he spells photo, "foto."  Is it really that hard to spell it "photo?"

I found two customer files that McChewey has ignored for quite some time.  One of them he hasn't contacted in two months and the other a month.

"Are you ever going to contact these customers?" I ask, regretting it the instant my mouth is open.

As always, McChewey doesn't disappoint the readers, "Am I supposed to?"

What I wanted to say was, "Yes, that is the reason you were hired.  You were hired to DO YOUR JOB."  I didn't though.  Instead I said, "Yes."

He actually calls one of the customers.  The other file was never returned to the filing cabinet.  I have no clue what he did with it.  I guess he thinks if he hides it somewhere it will just go away.

Back to the customer he actually called.

"Ok, well that is done," he exclaimed as he started towards the filing cabinet.

"Are you going to send a letter to [department]?" I ask knowing he wasn't planning on it.

"Yeah," McChewey states as he walks back to his desk.

McLiar has finally decided to grace us with his presence.

Crap...he is no longer ignoring me.

"Do these customers need to finish the paperwork they started filling out?" McChewey inquires as he holds open a file.

"What?" I ask in disbelief.

"Do, um, these customers need to finish their paperwork?" he asks again.

Once again, I am amazed.  I have no clue how to even address this problem.

"Yes," I state.

McChewey responds with an eloquent, "Um, yeah," as he walks back to his desk.

Once again, McChewey is telling customers he is "fresh out of cards."  How many weeks has this been now?

Of course, he is chewing on himself while he is telling these customers he is "fresh out of cards."

9/19/2007 - 8:40AM - McChewey is on the phone with Mrs. McChewey.

McChewey is now ignoring me!!!  *happy dance*