With as much idiocy as I've seen in my lifetime, I shouldn't be shocked when people do stupid or inconsiderate things.
But the things they do just bother me so much, that I have to say something. One of the things that bothers me, yet happens every day, is the invasion of my personal space.
My cubicle is just large enough for me to fit in comfortably. I can spread my arms out and almost be touching both walls at once.
I define "personal space," in most cases, as an arm's length. This means that you cannot be inside my cubicle with me without being all up ins.
Yet, it happens ALL THE TIME. People I don't even know will walk RIGHT into my cube and start talking to me. Add to the mixture the fact that my back is to the one opening in my cube, so people entering are sneaking up on me, too.
It happened to me just today. Yesterday, I had sent out a series of e-mails regarding accounts, along with some detailed instructions on how to use these accounts. These accounts were for new employees, so I had not yet met these people.
One of these people somehow found her way to my desk today. She assumed I knew who she was. Without announcing her presence, she walked right into my cube, sat on my desk, and leaned on my chair. While I was still in it.
"I got your email," she told me (I send out a hundred emails on any given day - I still had no clue who she was), "And I saw that it had instructions, but I haven't read them yet."
At this point, I had at least narrowed down that she was one of the maybe five people I had sent instructions to the day before.
At this point, I had at least narrowed down that she was one of the maybe five people I had sent instructions to the day before.
Then, she started asking me questions about the instructions.
I let her know that she had the instructions in her inbox, and that they would explain everything (It really is a simple procedure - basically telling the users how to go to a website and type a user name and password).
Then she asked me if she should forward the email to her home email address so she could open it there. *sigh* Really?
I don't care WHERE you read it. Open the freaking email and LOOK at it before you start asking me questions about it! :(
I don't care WHERE you read it. Open the freaking email and LOOK at it before you start asking me questions about it! :(
And GET OUT OF MY CUBE!!!!
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