Oh, I take care of that too…
April 7th, 2009
It never ceases to amaze me just how much others seem to know what *my* responsibilities are. I usually have a pretty good handle on what I’m supposed to do around here but every so often someone comes along and decides to add something else such as “load-this-paper-in-the-printer” and whatever else I’m to do except for what I was actually hired for. Today’s version of “while you’re here” revolves around a fax machine. Apparently, I’ve been deemed the “fax machine dude” too.
Enduser: “Our fax machine is broken.”
Me: “Okay.”
Enduser: “Well, are you gonna fix it?”
Me: “Why?”
Enduser: ::scoffs:: “Isn’t that *your* job???”
Me: “Hmmm, let me check my contract and get back to you. One moment, please.” ::rifling papers:: “Ah, yes, here it is. My contract states in paragraph 32, line 6 of subparagraph A that I’m expressly *forbidden* to touch fax machines, copiers or anything that involves paper. You see, I have an allergy that actually makes my skin turn dark if I come into contact with any kind of ink. I had asked our employer to include that in my contract just in case something like that might happen.”
Enduser: “What??? OMG!!!! What am I gonna DO??? I have to get this fax out by 5pm today because the big boss is depending on it!!!” (I’m sure we can all relate with those who throw the big boss’ name around just to get us off our asses. Doesn’t exactly work with me. In fact, I turn into a sloth.)
Me: “I’ll tell you want, let me see if I can order myself some rubber gloves and fix that fax machine for you. It may take some time because I have to find some anti-latex gloves due to a skin condition that causes my skin to run if I come in contact with latex. I’m more than happy to put myself at risk just so you can get your fax out.”
Enduser: “Oh, would you?? That would be so GREAT!! Thanks so much!”
I wonder if that fax ever got sent.
