How To, Once Again, Piss Off Your Admin Team

So we spent today packing the office for the move.  Me, Reception, Projects Assistant and Building Manager did little else all day.  We kicked ass and got the entire office packed by about 3.  Including a nice long sit in the sun with company bought pizza at lunch time.

Building Manager notices that Accounts Idiot covering Accounts Manager’s Maternity Leave (hence forth known as AICAMML) doesn’t appear to be packing.  The following conversation ensues:

BM: have you packed?

AICAMML: My desk is packed.

BM: What about your cupboards?

AICAMML: I have to pack my own cupboards?

BM: Have you not been here all week? Were you not in the staff meeting last Friday? Yes, you need to pack your own cupboards.

Then I had the following conversation with one of our Senior Management Team.  Please note that the *only* member of the SMT who did not pack his own things was the CEO.  This was because a.) that’s what he pays me for and b.) he was involved in the US NI Investment Conference all day, then had to go to the dentist.  The other 3 members of the SMT packed themselves completely, except for the one will call SMTP, for Senior Management Team Princess.

Me: SMTP, do you have a lot to pack?

SMTP: There is that stack of stuff that (her predecessor) left behind.

Me: Have you looked at it since you took over?

SMTP: No.

Me: So I can bin it?

SMTP: No, it needs to be gone through, but I don’t have time today.

Me: Fine, it’ll be dumped in a box.

I go on with other packing, such as my own desk and cupboards.  SMTP reminds me *three* times that her stuff needs to be packed.  I finally said “If you’re that concerned about it, grab a crate and pack it.” She looked at me like I told her to shoot her puppy.

Finally, Events Person packs her stuff and then sits at her desk the rest of the day.  I finally said to her boss and to my boss “EP is *not* making friends today.  The rest of us are packing our asses off and she’s just sitting there.”  Her boss tells me she is doing work.  I finally say to her “Please start the kitchen.”  She does *one* cupboard and then goes and farts around.

So out of a team of 10 people, about 6 of us did the whole office.

I will get my revenge on those that didn’t help.  Don’t you worry.

And tomorrow, we move.