Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Its on.

Word got around about the fight I had with troll ho. Of course they all took her side. Now they are calling me Paris Hilton. It seems that one of the lawyers, most likely the beeyotch who rejected me blabbed about my trustfund.

It like all of a sudden like high school with the clique who choose a girl they do not like. ] Its noticeable because they all went to lunch without me. Usally one of them asks if I am interested in going to lunch and we end up going to Hale and Hearty.

I am going to try to ignore this and hopefully it will all go away.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

someone want to give me odds as to how long this job of PP's will last?

9:50 PM  
Blogger Ole said...

Given that (presumably) your ambitions stretch beyond being a copier monkey, I really wouldn't worry too much.

The point of interning is probably not to learn what someone can be bothered to tell you. It's to absorb what goes on around you so that, when you do come to have a real job, you have relatively more emotional armour to deal with the bullshit and bitchiness that is inherent in every single office environment, from London to Laos.

Some people can't work without "getting on" with everyone in the building. Some people don't give a shit one way or the other. Your father, I suspect, is one of the latter. When you're a junior, getting on with people is relatively important as you need to get people to do things for you out of the force of your personality rather than the actual power you have. If you manange to take a lesson out of this, that's the one to remember.

3:56 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

PP, since you are the low person on the totem pole (until another intern arrives!), I would suggest that you swallow your pride and try to smooth things out. This job is not about learning the law; it's about learning how to deal with an office environment, which is a tricky place. Many people spend their whole lives trying to figure it out and find themselves at the wrong end of feuds, squabbles, and general misery.

As someone who learned gradually how to deal with work life (after many years of bumbles and mistakes), I would say that you can never go wrong being the sunniest, most charming person on the block. It works when you're at the entry level and it continues to work as you rise. If you are the person who not only gets things done but does so in a way that makes others happier when you're around, you will benefit. I'm not talking about being a patsy or a pushover; I'm talking about trying to surround yourself with a kind of good-will aura that says, "I like it here, I like working with you." People really respond to that. Keeping a candy jar on your desk (if you have a desk) is also good, as long as you have the willpower to keep yourself from dipping into it - something I am only intermittently successful at.

My best suggestion is to try to figure out where the communications breakdown occurred. Go to the paralegal and say "I'm sorry that we got into a fight. I was upset because I got into trouble, and I can see now that that happened because we got our wires crossed. What can we do to make sure this doesn't happen again?"

7:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Stop giving her advice! It's funnier when we can just watch her flounder...

9:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Who wants to bet PP is blowing off steam by plowing through a few gallons of Ben and Jerry's right now? Any takers?

Wait, that's no different then any other day.

10:33 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now you and troll should make up and have lesbian sex...that would be HOT.

7:29 PM  

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