Signal Boost: All Hallows Read

In the vein of creating a new book-giving tradition, [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] has come up with All Hallows Read.

I agree. We need more book-giving holidays. :) Pass it on.

Grr. Argh.

I swear, Helenie is going to drive me into an early grave.

So, we've got this series of high density filing cabinets, right? And there's all these files in there that date back to our move from Yonge Street. A lot of them relate to areas we don't control any more since the split into two ministries, so we're trying to work out a) what's in there and b) who they go to. H., B. and I have all been working like little beavers to go through the mess, note down what's where and get it into an Excel spreadsheet we can use to separate our stuff from MGS.

Well, B. and I were working like beavers. Today I went through the masterlist to figure out where we were and how accurate it was, having been bitten on the arse several times before with Miss H. The idea was that we'd be done by today and be able to box stuff up ready for MGS to pick up.

*SIGH*

There are entire filing shelves of stuff that's not on the list. One entire section of the cabinet. All of it is stuff that H. was supposed to do and that she swore up and down she'd done. Only now, she's saying she thought I was supposed to do "Jacob's files", when I had repeatedly told her I was only doing Jacob's office. So she's trying to dump it on me as my fault.

I got lunch today at 3:30 p.m. because I was busy going through the balls up she calls inventorying and she's left the office early, leaving J. and I as the assistants on deck since B. had to leave early as her father's had several strokes and is dying. I swear, I'm going to stick her in the high density cabinet and file her after this. The project's delayed another week at the very least, depending on how much work I have next week since there's no way our manager is going to use H. to do anything beyond stuffing envelopes after this.