After two years of working for myself at the Local Produce Market and four years as a student before that, I'm a little out of practice in dealing with the complicated matter of work place politics. Navigating my way through the intricate hierarchy and general bitchiness that occurs when a group of women are forced to work together is, quite frankly, driving me nuts! Now don't get me wrong. The ladies that I work with are very nice people as individuals in their own way but, put them together in the workplace and ask them to work as a team and it's Lord of the Flies all over again. When two strong-willed women have differing ideas on how things should be done, with one focusing on one aspect and the other insisting that the priority should be something else it's the classic immovable object meeting the unstoppable force and can be a right old pain in the ass for the underlings who work with them. I can't say too much though because, believe it or not, I am not allowed to mention who I work for in case the things I say tarnish the name and reputation of the company and no, I do not work for some shadowy government agency, I do not track UFO's and little green men for a living nor am I an assassin or a spy.
I work in a shop!
I'm sorry, that's all I am allowed to say because, if I told you any more, then I'm afraid
I would have to kill you!
Some days its just like this but with more boobs!!!