Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Imagine...

Imagine that you've worked at a job for over five and a half years (and that you perform quite well at your duties). Imagine that, at this job, there is a board that lists people's birthdays every month. Imagine that, when it gets to your birth month, your name is listed on the board...and it's misspelled. Imagine that the people responsible for the board could do something so easy as a) look through your files for the proper spelling or b) ask you how it's spelled. Now, imagine that you tried to correct the misspelling yourself, only to find it erased a couple of days later.

It's hardly the worst thing to happen to me at my job, but, Christ on the rag, this is ludicrous.

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