In the last two days I have submitted 10 check requests for my colleague who works in the field. She is unable to submit them herself because her scanner is down or something, so I'm doing hers and mine. This is me whining in a very incomprehensible, corporate way.
Recently the entire company has switched over to a new software for inventory, billing, shipping, the whole nine yards. The management says that the last 6 months of transition has gone brilliantly and that we're a huge success. Yay us.
My spies in the back tell me it's a mess and the whole place is going to melt down like a cheesy sandwich. Fun.
Today when I submitted another check for my colleague the accounting baron told me that they still haven’t figured out how to MAKE checks using the new software.
“When will we be able to cut checks?” I asked, since we're submitting checks to be cut every day and people, uh, you know, like to be paid.
“Soon.” He said, "soon." I told him I thought this was a magnificent timeline. He hamster-stared* at his computer screen in response.
There you have it. The 200th largest company in the world will be able to pay people ... soon. Awesome.
*hamster-stare is a new noun that was created about, oh, now, and I have here used the past verb-tense of the noun in an all together new way. All about the inventions.
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