Thank you so much. I'm so glad you're worried about my health. It's so kind of you to inquire if I'm getting stressed out from all the extra work. It might mean more, though, if this solicitousness weren't emitted in the same breath as yet another request to stay late and/or give up my weekend. So thanks, but, uh, save it, okay?
Julie called this morning to find out if how I was doing. She wanted to know if the Boss and Tim were working me too hard. I told her that if it came to that point, I'd just shut down. I'd stop answering the phone (the way I've already stopped opening the mail) and make up some excuse. She didn't think an excuse was even necessary. Just do it, was her advice.
Later on the Boss called to ask if Julie and Tim were taking up too much of my time and energy. I said no, they're actually busy with something that doesn't involve me today, so I'm taking advantage of the "free" time to do some "real" work. I think he took my point, because he actually withdrew some of the requests he'd made yesterday. "Don't type that contract. I'll handle it with a letter."
This afternoon, out of the blue, Tim phoned and wanted to know how I was doing. Were the Boss and Julie giving me more to do than I could handle? Just let him know, he told me, and he'd have it out with them. I'm too important to the company, he said. He seemed to be spoiling for a fight. I think he wanted me to sic him on somebody.
It's nice to be loved and appreciated.