I called the pharmacy the other day to ask a simple question and had to wait through what must have been a 45-second message detailing the store’s hours, the pharmacy’s hours, the hours the pharmacy is closed for lunch, the location, the mask protocol, and a separate number for calling about vaccines.
Hey, I get that they can’t waste time answering the same questions all day, but how about a “dial one for store hours” type thing? Must every FAQ be answered in one long message that everyone hears every time they call the store?
Unfortunately, no. She lives far away in a very small space. The poor lady was homeless for a time and she’s just starting to get her life together.
I talked to Sr. Weasel about this and basically our first step is for me to grow a backbone and explain to my supervisor that my work from home situation is just not tenable. I am fully vaccinated and rumor has it that nobody’s following the “one day a week” rule anyway, so hopefully it’s as easy as that. If my supervisor is okay with it the Executive Team doesn’t need to know. I’ll just keep showing up until I get in trouble. (I work in kind of a secluded corner so people will walk right by me without even knowing I’m there.)
DirecTV: Worst. Remote. Ever. Last night I was trying to remove one episode of a series I had recorded, and it removed the entire series. This is not the first time this has happened. Nor the second.
It’s happened to me once or twice. It’s scary as hell, but on the bright side, you’ve just experienced an auditory hallucination that probably has the coolest name ever:
And I definitely sympathize, slalexan - after a certain point, your body feels like it’s just betraying you at every turn. Best of luck to you for a safe pregnancy. And best of luck with your kiddo and your sanity.
Today I’m pitting my work. Mostly the “not my jobb-ers.” It never ceases to amaze me how these people still have jobs when some of them are so very aggressively unhelpful in any setting to really anyone at all, even their own bosses or their boss’s boss. Do you have a secret love child with your boss that you’ve hidden away? How is it that you’re still working for this company? Is it just too difficult to fire you? That’s my best guess.
My son’s pediatrician started using a online registration/check-in service. Let me assure you it sucks. I think it’s phressia or something like that. Last week I went through the seemingly endless forms that they wanted filled out (and no, you can’t have my SSN!) At the end there’s a very long page of legalese that starts out sounding like its to give them permission to send the forms to the pediatrician, but once I started reading further it turns out it was permission for them to send me targeted ads based on the health information I just filled out! FUCK OFF. I bet most people don’t read past the first paragraph and just click “I accept”!
Today I take my son in for the appointment and have to check in using phressia. Well first you have to check over all the stupid records I filled out previously because something might have changed in the last week. Then they try to get me with the fucking targeted ads bullshit again.
Another rant…I’ve been trying to sign my child up for a pre-swim team prep class based on the instructor’s recommendation, which is all well and good. But…
The school seems under the mistaken impression that working parents can magically teleport their children at 5 on the dot to wherever the hell they decide to host these things.
Their registration process is a freaking nightmare from hell. As in, I’ve been struggling with their IT department since 8 a.m.
They may not even have this prep class, and I have a feeling the above items 1 & 2 are likely the issue
At this point I’ve emailed their swim teach coach and point blank asked whether there is an alternative with a functional registration feature (and a bonus phone number, which is absent on the swim team website) that doesn’t require an IT code fix and/or extensive documentation. I’ve essentially wasted a couple of hours on this process and I’d like to send them a bill for my services.
I’m at my wits fucking end with this nanny. She has a hard luck story, came to us straight out of an abusive relationship, homeless, single Mom, no prior professional experience. She’s great with our kid, our son loves playing with her daughter and it’s the only peer interaction he’s had… but goddamn is she unreliable. We gave her a lot of grace in the beginning. We hoped once her housing situation stabilized it would get better. She couldn’t show up at 8am so we moved her shifts to 10am and she still shows up 15-20 minutes late. She had to stop at the store and get something she forgot, it’s always something.
We are both working from home due to the pandemic. My husband is a child clinical psychologist who works between 10-12 hours a day, currently doing telehealth with one break in the day. Today she asked my husband to watch our son so she could leave the house and get one specific thing at Walgreens. He told her she had just enough time to go and get the thing and be back before his 2pm client. She returned with two minutes to spare and a crapload of stuff.
Now she is asking my husband for a break to leave the house every day. She says the kids’ naps don’t always overlap and she needs to get out of the house and get food. This is ridiculous, right? She orders delivery a lot and she also brings a ton of food to overflow our fridge already. I get that caring for two toddlers is stressful, but the vast majority of days she naps on our couch for 60-90 minutes while the kids sleep. If we were a place of business a lunch break would make sense, but during normal times we’d both be out of the house and this would not even be possible. Now she basically wants a break at the expense of my husband’s break. We already give her a competitive wage, paid sick time, paid vacation and have gone out of our way to pay her while we are on vacation because we know she needs the money.
I’m pretty much done. It’s exhausting, and I’ve already detailed the stress of having another kid in the house. I have spoken with my supervisor and will be returning to the office soon, so that part won’t be my problem anymore.
Finding another nanny is going to be a righteous pain in the ass, because we only need one three days a week, and that termination conversation is going to be painful, she will probably cry, and I don’t even know how to deal with the request for a reference. Plus our kid will then be alone with no one to play with.
This just fucking sucks. Why can’t she just show up on time and stop expecting us to drop everything to accommodate her?
Stop right the fuck there. Her shit is not your problem.
You’re a generous soul, but this shit’s gotta stop.
Please read the above, out loud. Now imagine ANY workplace that would allow this nonsense.
I’m “lucky” to get a 30-minute lunch break, and she’s literally sleeping on the job! Not saying this out of spite or jealousy, just … pointing out how good she’s got it, because you’re giving up so much mental health on her behalf.
Maybe … find some other “hard luck story” (if you just gotta hire those) with a better work ethic?
I highly doubt you’ll have trouble finding someone to care for ONE child, three days a week, with a benefits package that’s competitive with most established publicly-traded corporations.
My sympathies, @Spice_Weasel. It’s not the same thing, but we had to make a decision at work today to let someone go. Even though I know it’s the right thing it feels crappy. Best of luck with the new nanny search.
I’m feeling burned out on the job, and guilty about it. I have a lot to be grateful for, but those thoughts are frankly obnoxious. Screw gratitude; I want a drink.
Have you considered having a sit-down talk with her and enumerating your grievances directly? Maybe she doesn’t realize how much of an imposition her behavior is on your family, and she needs a metaphorical slap in the face to right the ship. Best case scenario, she gets the point and pulls it together, and you won’t have to go through all the work of looking for a new nanny. If she doesn’t, you always have the option of letting her go.