My boss has been very diaspointed with me. I'm showing a serious lack of initiative. I never take the lead, I never handle a situation until somebody comes over and drags me into it. I think I'm damned close to being fired.
Well, we've been having mondo email troubles. Not my fault, some were there when I started and others are ISP screwups, and I'm stomping them in admirable fashion if I do say so myself. I even managed to track down a week's worth of email that was lost in the mover before I was hired - it went to an old ISP account that we don't use anymore but we still, until I found it, were paying for.
In order to make sure everybody's email gets through, I arranged for all email that bounces to bounce into my mailbox, where my filters foreward it to the appropriate person. I've got filters set up for everybody, except of course me. I don't need a filter for me, the mail has arrived at my mailbox, and if it failed, it would end up in my mailbox anyway.
Yeah, you probably see what happens next.
DOH!
Any email that I get that has anybody else's name in the TO: or CC: field gets forewarded to the other person. My copy goes to the "this isn't for me, I'll archive it in case there is delivery a problem but I'll ignore it in order to not be a Nosy Nelly" folder.
So I've been getting just enough email to convince me that I'm connected. But all the important stuff goes away without bothering me. A quick look through that archive folder yielded some information that explains quite a bit about my image lately.
The whole place is roaring with laughter right now. I had to explain to everybody why I have't been responding to email. My door is closed and I think there is booze in my short-term (after the commute) future.
Sheesh. My first stupid PHB story and I'm in the starring role.
Good natured laughter, though...