People, I hate people. I have one woman I’m dealing with at the moment. The *only* woman I I have any dealings with, she’s claiming I ‘promised’ the air conditioning on her floor would be fixed this weekend. I have a registered 43 issues that require attention since I’ve commenced, yes your floor is cold, yes, I’m working on it. I have had contractors to the building on several occasions and I recently found out that the office fit out is disturbing the flow of air. Not the developer’s problem, which means its not *my* problem. Here is a snippet of the latest email:
I’ve been here for less than a month. Is one month enough time to pass judgement on promises being kept? I’ve left several messages for her and her return rate is less than 20%. I keep all my clients up to date. Always have, always will, people can’t get stroppy when they have developed a good report. Anyway, it’s a snide miss-spelt comment, not a wise move to have in writing. I will disregard after this post. I sometimes wish I were like other people and just throw her file on the bottom of the pile, but noooooo I have to prove myself. 8.30 Monday, I’m buying the contractor a coffee and it’s being fixed.
I have never promised a thing in my working career. Not. A. Thing. Fact. My first lesson: Never commit.
Fuck people! One hour to go.
Excuse my Sinicism as promises have rarely been kept in the past
I’ve been here for less than a month. Is one month enough time to pass judgement on promises being kept? I’ve left several messages for her and her return rate is less than 20%. I keep all my clients up to date. Always have, always will, people can’t get stroppy when they have developed a good report. Anyway, it’s a snide miss-spelt comment, not a wise move to have in writing. I will disregard after this post. I sometimes wish I were like other people and just throw her file on the bottom of the pile, but noooooo I have to prove myself. 8.30 Monday, I’m buying the contractor a coffee and it’s being fixed.
I have never promised a thing in my working career. Not. A. Thing. Fact. My first lesson: Never commit.
Fuck people! One hour to go.
*** Edit 4.26pm. I advised the managing director to ensure this 'promise' wasn't made by another party, in other words, covering myself. The reply: Are they fucking joking?