This week I had the misfortune to spend 2 days "working" with the bosses 18 y/o daughter.
I like to think of myself as a modern youngish sort but by Friday night I felt as old as my Nana. She sat opposite me most of the day and stared at me working furiously (we are really really busy at present), like I was some sort of reality TV show. At one time she even asked me if I was working or checking my MySpace page.
In the two days she spent doing stuff, poorly I might add, she got me to - drive her 1km up the road to get her lunch because it was too hot to walk, help her with a resume, and best of all... get her coffee.
If she was anyone else I would have fired her lazy ass and sent her home. God help me if she doesn't get a Christmas period job, I may have a PA of my own. When they were leaving Friday afternoon I had to smile through gritted teeth and tell her dad what a good job she had done.
Tomorrow I have to go and fix all her fuck ups.
I feel so old complaining about her uselessness, but she was useless.
ARRGGHHH!!! Was I ever like that at 18? God I hope not.
*rant over*