Thursday, October 27, 2005

"Up to their bums in alligators!"

I know what you are thinking, "who uses that phrase??" Well, those in the field do, my friend. I heard this over a phone conference this morning. One of the "higher ups" used the phrase (several times, might I add) and I am flabbergasted. How do you respond to that? "Why yes! Yes they are!" It amazes me, what comes out of people's mouths. I was in a phone conference to decide how we are going to run business out of one of our main offices, located in a devastated area in Florida. Hurricane Wilma will not stop us, apparently. I feel bad for my counter-part down there, who has no roof and her bosses are trying to get her into the office.

Hurricane Debbie
There is a force in my office. It comes by with little warning and terrorizes all parties involved. Here name is Debbie Devilhorn, and I compare her to a hurricane. She is also the devil, disguised in an insurance agent outfit. She is one of the worst people I have ever met- and I have actually only spoken to her over the phone and via email. I picture her actually having devil horns. You are supposed to keep good relations with the people you deal with on a daily basis, but she seems to think making insane comments and yelling over email (caps lock, bold, etc.) is the way to handle every situation. She relentlessly places blame on everyone but herself, because of course, she is perfect. When things really make her angry, she brings personal issues and problems into the matter, as if to propagate guilt. News coverage has given me a good idea on how harshly hurricanes roll over land and try to pummel all in their way. Debbie is the same. She tried to destruct, knock down, and whip away, but I have stood tall. In all of her abusing, I have done my best to keep calm, assist where necessary, and let her rages just run their course. I have found that the more you resist her behavior and ignore, the less likely she rants and raves. She continues to scream only if you give in and yell back. Very mature behavior for a professional atmosphere. I guess that is why she is an insurance agent, and I compare her to a door-to-door salesmen. Life is hard for her, and I pity her. If only she knew how to relate to people, she would be a lot better off. I feel bad for her husband, who is an insurance agent as well, but then I realize, "hey, he married her." He built his own hole and is getting burried in it.