what a funny place to work.

I'm trying to be a little more positive about this crazy workplace. Every week I meet with my supervisor for supervision. Original name, isn't it? We are supposed to talk about difficult cases during this time but it usually turns into a time for my supervisor to bitch about her job and her boss. Today we met over the phone and I got to hear all about how my supervisor's supervisor is trying to fire her. My supervisor kept asking me all these questions about my cases that supposedly her supervisor wanted to know the answers to. I answered them until finally I asked, "why don't you just tell your supervisor to call me and ask me herself?" Apparently that is too hard to do. Then she read notes she had taken at a meeting a couple weeks ago and asked me if they were correct. I didn't remember what she was talking about and she freaked out.

Supervisor: Then you said you would email the Excel spreadsheet to A and A would change it so the other program could use it.
Me: I don't remember that that was what was said but it must have been something like that because A emailed me asking for the spreadsheet and I emailed it to her.
S: No, that's how the conversation went. You don't remember?
M: No but it must be correct because I did send the spreadsheet to her.
S: But that's how it was said. Right? Because F said that you said you would email the spreadsheet to me and I would change it so the other program could use it. But that can't be right because I wrote it down like this.
M: Well did you tell her she was wrong?
S: No but it must be right because I wouldn't even know how to change the spreadsheet. You really don't remember?

and I won't bore you more with the rest. Let's just say it was more of the same, me not remembering but agreeing with her, and her pressing me to remember. Because I'm not very nice, I didn't tell her that I could look at the notes I took at that meeting. I probably did write down something about the exchange. But the conversation was so ridiculous, I kind of wanted to see just how ridiculous it could get.

Around 3PM I decided to go across the street to get a sandwich from Subway. The maintenance guys were outside grilling and offered a pork chop but no applesauce. It looked yummy so I accepted. Then I was still going to go across the street to get some soda. One of the maintenance guys said he had a bunch of soda in his office. He said last week he saw a bunch of stuff by the telephone pole by the parking lot. He thought it was trash and went to clean it up but when he got there he found it was a bunch of cans of soda. So he supplied me with a can of Coke for me and a can of Pepsi for my coworker. I sat down and started to enjoy my free lunch. So much for that. Pork chop = nasty. Coke = flat. Pepsi = flat. My coworker confessed they offered her some grilled treats earlier and hers ended up in the trash can as well. Oh well. Nice of them to offer. I guess. I just can't believe they ate that shit. When they were done they brought the extras in and offered them to my coworker and I. We both patted our bellies and said we were full. He wrapped the leftovers in foil and put them in the fridge and told us not to bring our lunches tomorrow. I won't bring lunch tomorrow but not because there's leftovers!!