I've worked for my company as an assistant taking care of lunches, meetings, travel and schedules for 8 years. Today I blew my top and have to share what children I work with.
Every Wednesday I order lunch for various meetings in our predominantly male software development department. I have their lunches to their meeting room by noon each week and to try and change up the food selection. Today, I go with a new restaurant to feed their hungry mouths, a Mexican chain that is now offering delivery.
The restaurant called me directly at noon to say the delivery lady was running 10 minutes late so I let the meeting supervisor aware of when the food would be delivered. When the delivery arrived, I personally took it downstairs to the meeting. Wouldn't you know the "boys" were making wise cracks about it being late and how starved they were and whining like little bratty kids. Whether they were kidding or not, I was pissed at the way they reacted and how I felt they took me and my assistance for granted.
(Posted by Anonymous)
It's nice enough that this company will buy these men lunches every damn Wednesday but why insult me when I am the one who makes sure their lunch is ordered and ready for their meetings. Perfect example of "biting the hand the feeds you." Grow up already jerks!
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