However, he is a bit, um, technologically challenged? Which can seriously bummerfy my day. (Yep, totally just made that word up. I think it rocks.)
Like everyone else in the 21st century, we work in a business that heavily relies on computers and various electronic devices. We fax, we email, we text, we scan, we upload & download, we import & export. If the server goes down, if the power goes out, if we have no cell service, we are screwed.
Unfortunately, Old Guy refuses to get with times. He hand writes everything. And the He Boss is so patient and understanding. He figures the guy doesn't do that much business with us so what's the big deal if we (meaning me) have to transfer all of his handwritten files to an electronic format? Which means I spend my afternoon deciphering his scribbles, calling him with questions on shorthand (shorthand people!), and entering all of the data into the programs we use. He actually made a joke about how it's too bad he has to spend so much time writing all this stuff when I just have to type it up anyway, too bad he can't just send it all to me through Morse code. I laughed but I am terrified he was a little serious.
Because he doesn't use the computer much, if I need to communicate with him, I have to call him. Which for some reason, and totally not a fault on his part, irritates the crap out of me. It is so much easier for me to be productive and multi-task if I don't have to stop and actually talk to someone. Have you ever noticed that talking on the phone takes concentration? And a lot of energy? But typing? There are no tangents to distract you from the point, there's no exchange of polite banter, there's no sitting and listening to stories that took place back in '39 when the world was apparently a Utopia. It's direct and to the point. And my preferable mode of communication in professional relationships. I find it terribly inconvenient to just stop everything I am doing to call him when I could just shoot him a quick email. Are you following me on this or am I just coming off as a horrible, impatient jerk? Totally rhetorical question, just to let you know. I came home and complained about this issue to my wonderfully understanding husband. He kindly reminded me that I had just spent two hours the night before talking to his mother on the phone about uncomfortable shoes, colon cleansing and the sex of Brad and Angelina's upcoming twins. Bad example, Babealicious. Obviously I am not discussing such poignant and socially relevant issues at work with Old Guy. Hello?
So yesterday I call Old Guy to let him know his paycheck is ready and he can either come pick it up at the office or we can send it snail mail. Guess what he says to me??
"You guys really need to get with it and sign up for direct deposit."
Dude. Are you flipping kidding me?