8:19 AM: Roseanne Barr is PISSED. She was in charge of coordinating training sessions today to get people up to speed on our new marketing email system. There are two sessions. A 2-hour morning session that provides a basic training and a 3-hour afternoon session that provides a more detailed training on the system.
Carson Kressley will be in the morning session, but he got wind that I’ll be in the afternoon session and is now insisting that he should be in the afternoon session. I recommended he speak with Roseanne Barr about it and she could help sort it out for him.
However, Carson Kressley will go to great lengths to avoid Roseanne Barr, so he spoke with Phil Dunphy’s Lame Cousin, Phyllis (who has nothing to do with anything in this situation) and a girl from the Marketing Department.
Today, Roseanne Barr is furious because she came in to the office to find an email from Carson Kressley with a list of the emails he sends out and insisting that he should be in the afternoon session because he thinks he’s important.
Roseanne Barr is mad because rather than talking to her about it, he sent her an email telling her what to do. She replied to him and told him no.
To try to smooth the situation over, I said…
Me: Well, maybe next time we can explain why there are two different trainings.
Roseanne Barr: They don’t need to know. They can just come to the training we tell them to.
Me: Right, but maybe some communication in the beginning could help.
Roseanne Barr: Isn’t that what Carson Kressley does? In the Communications Department? Shouldn’t he be better at communicating?
Well, I was encouraging you to communicate, but we’ll just leave it at that.
8:31 AM: Phyllis is upset because she needs to go to this 2-hour training, but she’s got a Dec. 15 deadline that’s really stressing her out. This training has been planned for a month. Maybe if it’s such a big deal, you could squeeze in those extra 2 hours somewhere in your 7.5 hour workday.
11:05 AM: Roseanne Barr came out of the morning training to use the bathroom. She stopped by my desk to tell me Gordon Ramsay is being a real asshole in there. Apparently no one asked him to review the templates for our emails before they were finalized. He’s keeps harrumphing and stomping his feet noisily to express his frustration.