Such a fucking asshole!
I hate my interim executive director, I just... I really hate him.
He's already done numerous things to me that I can't believe he had the gall to do, but this morning was really awful.
So he text messaged me yesterday and told me to pick him up from his hotel at 7:45. And I'm going - wtf, why the hell am I picking you up? I am not your fucking chauffeur and that is not in my contract! But I have to make nice, obviously, so I tell him, okay but I can't predict traffic so I may not get there in time. And he tells me, okay just call if I'm going to be late because he needs to be at the office at 8:00 to meet this IT guy.
This is a pretty fucking tall order anyway, considering that my commute's 1 hour 30 minutes in the morning and the traffic always sucks. ALWAYS. And he fucking knows this!
And by some miracle, I manage to get to his hotel at 7:50, which is plenty of time to get him to work at 8:00 (oh, and he can walk to work, can you believe that?) But I'm sitting in the parking lot and he's not there. So I call him and he doesn't pick up. And then I wait and then call him again at 8:00, telling him I have to get to work since he said the IT guy is coming.
So, I get to work at 8:10 and lo and behold he's already fucking there! And I ask, "I thought I was picking you up from your hotel." And he gives me this look, as if I'm the one at fault here. "I told you to call me if you were going to be late, I had to get going at 7:45, so I walked in."
I could only stare at him in shock. "I called you two times."
He looks at his phone, which is in his pocket, and says, "Oh, I guess I didn't hear it because I was already on my way." ....The phone's in his fucking pocket! What kind of excuse is that! I bet it's not. I think he doesn't like me. I'm convinced of it now actually.
He's such a bastard. I swear to god, if he makes permanent executive director, I am looking for a new job.
He's already done numerous things to me that I can't believe he had the gall to do, but this morning was really awful.
So he text messaged me yesterday and told me to pick him up from his hotel at 7:45. And I'm going - wtf, why the hell am I picking you up? I am not your fucking chauffeur and that is not in my contract! But I have to make nice, obviously, so I tell him, okay but I can't predict traffic so I may not get there in time. And he tells me, okay just call if I'm going to be late because he needs to be at the office at 8:00 to meet this IT guy.
This is a pretty fucking tall order anyway, considering that my commute's 1 hour 30 minutes in the morning and the traffic always sucks. ALWAYS. And he fucking knows this!
And by some miracle, I manage to get to his hotel at 7:50, which is plenty of time to get him to work at 8:00 (oh, and he can walk to work, can you believe that?) But I'm sitting in the parking lot and he's not there. So I call him and he doesn't pick up. And then I wait and then call him again at 8:00, telling him I have to get to work since he said the IT guy is coming.
So, I get to work at 8:10 and lo and behold he's already fucking there! And I ask, "I thought I was picking you up from your hotel." And he gives me this look, as if I'm the one at fault here. "I told you to call me if you were going to be late, I had to get going at 7:45, so I walked in."
I could only stare at him in shock. "I called you two times."
He looks at his phone, which is in his pocket, and says, "Oh, I guess I didn't hear it because I was already on my way." ....The phone's in his fucking pocket! What kind of excuse is that! I bet it's not. I think he doesn't like me. I'm convinced of it now actually.
He's such a bastard. I swear to god, if he makes permanent executive director, I am looking for a new job.