Thank you, Coworker, for outing our employer on Facebook. I know you don’t care, but I do, which is why I deleted your post.
How much do you want to bet that our coworkers will ask me why I did that? Kids :grumble:
Clarify, please. Your co-worker made a FB post in which (s)he revealed that the individual who employs you is gay? Or one in which it is revealed that the organization you work for engages in practices which, while not in any way unsavory, could be spun to look unsavory to onlookers who do not understand the details of how your industry operates?
Poor Joe Bob. Forgotten again.
Neither.
I don’t discuss work on Facebook. Ever. I have more online friends on my FB feed than RL friends. They don’t need to know who exactly I work for.
Evidently I’m in the minority. Whenever I’ve mentioned this, I get the “Huh?!?” look. I have to remind them even though they see Current Employer as a purveyor of dead-end jobs they don’t need to take seriously, I don’t. This includes my current manager, btw. It seriously rankles me.
This happens to me several times a week.
User: I can’t sign into the site. <screenshot of error message>
Me: Please click this link and send me a screenshot of the resulting page. <link> Please don’t enter your email or password, I only need to see the page you land on.
User: The attachment is the copy of the screen shot after I input my e-mail address and password.
Me: silent tears
Not forgotten, but filed as “firstname Joe, middlename Bob”, no matter how much he insists that no damnit, his name is Joe Bob.
So by “outing our employer on FB” you mean that this person made a post on Facebook revealing who you work for? And you deleted it? How can you delete something someone else posted to Facebook? I’m still confused.
Yes, just by virtue of the logo on the apron.
They posted the photo to my wall.
I can delete anything from my wall.
I don’t like being tagged on Facebook posts, especially with photos. Thankfully most of my FB friends know this. So do the coworkers, which is why I didn’t appear in any of their photos taken at a work-related event a few weeks ago.
As one of my dearest friends says, “I don’t mind sharing my crazy with a few selected coworkers, but if they post ANYTHING about work on my wall I’ll automatically delete it.”
Not for me! He has to be JOEBOB BRIGGS because the field needs two names and two names only. Not one name, either, so if Cindy the Office Manager won’t give me her last name because she’s operating under the illusion that anybody has privacy anymore she becomes CINDY OM. And Coworker, it woulda been nice if you had told me you were doing that before I asked for Cindy Om when I called her back.
Speaking of Coworker, here’s a recap: We work for Company A. Company B provides Service B for the customers of Company C. Company B has contracted with us to call Company C’s customers to promote Service B. As has been true since the Serpent supplied Eve with God’s apple, it’s subcontractors and middlemen all the way down. Company C has a homespun Midwestern corporate image it wants to maintain and it doesn’t want to seem New York pushy to its customers, so the rule is “one no and a go.” No second effort is to be made. The service sells itself, and if the customers don’t want it they have their reasons. It is also important to note that we are not judged by our refusals, and they are relatively few.
Under those circumstances, let’s say the person who picks up the phone, without giving you a chance to explain why you are calling, says, “Not interested.” You do not know if this person is the practice owner, the office manager, or the owner’s daughter filling in over spring break. Do you:
- Thank her for her time, hang up, and move on with your life.
- Say, “How do you know you’re not interested? You don’t know why I called,” get into an argument with her, then complain about her to her boss.
“So what if the client listens to the call? They’ll hear that she is clearly an idiot.” :smack: No, Coworker, that’s how you endanger the program, and if I were your boss you would get a severe talking-to. The boiler room is downstairs, if that’s the tack you’re going to take.
I don’t mind sharing my crazy at work, but I’ve blocked all my coworkers from my personal FB.
Hey, plant manager and maintenance manager, how ya doin’? I wasn’t given vote on the question of whether my shift would assume maintenance responsibility for five of our fifteen sorting machines. But I can (have to) accept that we were. But FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, why did you decide to give us the five that are most likely to need to be still operating toward the end of the shift?
I feel bad for you, shift supervisor. But I’m not in a position to stay overtime today to complete the maintenance on the two machines you assigned to me.
Annoying Person: Hey, is this thing from last June still open?
Me: No, we don’t keep those things open more than 90 days, so it has either been cancelled or completed.
Repeat about 12 times in the last two weeks.
Today: Hey, is this thing from last July still open?
Me: No, it was completed that month. (and therefore, why do YOU still have it marked as open? That’s on YOU, not us)
AP: Can you let us know when things are cancelled or closed?
Me: Sure, as long as you STOP asking me about things that are 8-9 months old. I keep telling you nothing older than 90 days will still be open, so please stop now.
She asks again and it will become a management issue. :mad:
Had an unexpected surprise today: Firefox is no longer blocked! 
Yay, I get to use a real browser at work now!!!
My guess is that the users don’t understand that: 1) You’ve already looked at the screenshot they sent, and 2) you need to see something other than that in order to fix the problem.
To a user, it might seem that they’ve already sent you the relevant error message (after all, it was the one that popped up when they tried to log in), and you haven’t looked at it.
Maybe something like this would go better:
User: I can’t sign into the site. <screenshot of error message>
You: Thanks for sending me the error message. There’s one more thing I need to see before I can figure out what’s wrong. Please click this link and then send me a screenshot of the page you land on. <link>
That might be the point; her manager might be insisting she followup on every ticket that hasn’t been resolved, only canceled.
Reminds me (or maybe gives me flashbacks) of that time some genius at Treasury sent for “urgent recovery” (read: forced collection with fines) any payment which wasn’t “paid”.
Including every single one which was “cancelled”. Those of us who are stubborn enough to get through the paperwork were able to avoid the main payment but still had to pay the completely inappropriate fine. Guess it’s a way to balance the budget…
My rant: today’s “let’s talk” question from the teacher “why do you believe Project is a better project management tool than Excel?”
Answer from a student who frankly don’t give as much of a shit as she should: “why do you believe I believe that? You still haven’t convinced me.”
The exercise OTOH was nice. 20 steps, step n to be compared with sample file n, file obtained after final step only to be uploaded to forums. Step 20 given as “open sample file 19, do blahblah”.
Me only do step 20.
My boss is giving a presentation on my subject matter using a slide deck that I prepared. The good news is that he is going through the slides a week in advance. The bad news is that the process works like this:
- Boss sits in his office and reads first slide.
- Boss comes to my office to ask a question about first slide.
- Boss sits in his office and reads second slide.
- Boss comes to my office to ask a question about second slide.
- …
We are up to slide 25 of 32!
Hey, at least he comes to your office.
Seconded. I swear, there are some days I put an extra mile’s worth of walking because I’ve e-mailed a document to my boss, and as he reads it, he’ll stop and call me to come to his office so he can ask me a question. By the time I’ve walked back to my office, I’ll have a voicemail, asking if I can come back to clarify something in the second-to-next sentence.
If I offer to stay there while he reads the whole thing, he tells me not to bother, because he’ll just call me if he has any questions.
On the plus side, it’s decent exercise.
I am so stupid. Every time someone asks me to do something, I do it right away. At some point after that, they change their minds. I then have to un-do, and re-do. I make this mistake daily.
Yet I am a genius compared to some. There is a plan afoot to put some heavy shelving units in a certain tiny room. You would not believe how many people have discussed this and for how long. One person even created a pretty diagram and printed it in color. Then I ruined everything.
I brought out a measuring tape. :smack: