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Since I am in limbo regarding the new job I am (still) waiting to hear back about, I’ve made the seemingly stupid decision to try to tie up loose ends at my current position. (You know, just in case I get the call and can skip my way out the door.) I’m very much regretting this decision.

I’ve posted before about our file cabinets and their half mile distance from our office. I’ve also posted about how the woman they hired to handle them quit in disgust after less than a year. And while it was hoped the job posting would be filled quickly, it’s been six months now. Her tasks, particularly the filing, have not been reassigned, and we are drowning in a sea of mounting paperwork that no one wants to do. (You see where I’m going with this, right?)

It was in the hopes of getting some traction on the new hire, or at least to draw attention to the fact that no one is doing any filing, that I drew up a proposal of what it would take to get things back in order. I made a fancy powerpoint, and waited almost a week before emailing it to my boss. A day later, he sent a meeting maker via email to me and one of my colleagues for “filing.” (He didn’t check my calendar to see if I was actually free during that time, and since I had another meeting at the proposed time, I had to send back an awkward response. But kudos for him for summoning the minimum effort, right?)

So, the filing project was discussed, and like I expected, he suggested we start with the first step I proposed, which was to get all the back filing compiled so I could begin. I sent an email to my colleagues asking them to please put it all in one place (literally just asking them to move stacks of paper from one part of the office to another) by the end of the next day. (Totally reasonable, right? Right?!)

Well, as you would expect dear reader, my requests were deemed completely unreasonable and unrealistic. One colleague wrote (and I wish I were making this up) that she’d wait for my “next round” because the filing she had in her office wasn’t ready yet. (Bear in mind this person shouldn’t even have filing in her office, so her email was an unexpected slap in the face.) I politely wrote back explaining there wasn’t going to be a “next round” and to get the damn paper where it needed to be ASAP. (I wasn’t that mean, I wrote back and I gave her two more days.)

Her email was followed by a public chastising my boss, who came down to my office and gave me the stern look and tone. He informed me that my expectations were totally unrealistic and I should give people a week to move the paper. I wouldn’t budge on it, so after I left for the day, he emailed the team and gave them a two day extension behind my back. Because that’s what super classy leaders do, ya know.

The final knife in my back came from the most egregious offender, who waited three days to read my email. The read receipt came back and moments later I could hear her complaining loudly to no one in the next office about how busy she was (those cell phone calls don’t take themselves, you know) and how she didn’t have time “for this.” (Yeah, no one has time for the asshole with the audacity to try and help your lazy ass. I totally get that.)

So, today’s the deadline, and she’s spent all day holed up in the conference room unloading her filing, and (I hope) putting it in some kind of order. She hasn’t actually said a word to me about it, but based on her grumpy tone and her constant harumphing, I know she’s unhappy. I feel like I’m in some kind of bizarro world. I offer to help with a task that isn’t mine, has been outstanding for half a year, and really needs to be done. The people I’m helping are mad at me for it and I’m reprimanded for trying to set a timely deadline to get it all completed. And people wonder why I need to leave this job?