Yep. A real entitled douchebag.
And probably was not about an actual workplace situation. It was, however, completely in keeping with the persona he has decided to provide us with.
We’re migrating between two email/calendar/document management systems. There have been hiccups.
October 14th: “We had to take one assembly from stock, so you’ll need to write a procedure for its replacement. And even though we can’t use the undocumented assembly, we can store it if you want to in case the paperwork ever shows up.”
October 22nd: “Yeah, go ahead and issue the paperwork to replace that one assembly for stock. We’re still looking for the missing paperwork – it probably just got filed in the wrong folder.”
November 2nd: “What did you issue this ONE procedure to make ONE assembly for??? Don’t you know we buy these IN BULK??? Why would we ever make just one??? Why did you issue this??? And SCRAP that other assembly that doesn’t have its paperwork – we don’t need it!!!”
>.<
Bonus: I get to go on a scavenger hunt in the warehouse sometime this week because some samples for an assembly that was ordered well over a year ago appear to have gotten misplaced during the transition to a new inventory system. Joy. >.<
Dear HP Help Desk People:
My stupid company has outsourced all of our help desk needs to you, and generally I get good results, but for the love of all that is holy why did you send my repair ticket on the plotter to some guy in the UK? All he can do is tell me to do what I’ve already done! I am not a plotter repair person, I am just a CADD jockey who took on the task of contacting the Help Desk when something goes wrong.
FFS send a technician to my location and fix my damn plotter!
Not So Very Cordially,
TheFaerie
I have been after a few co-workers to do some simple tasks for months. Months, and I have the email chain to prove. Finally, in a sideways sort of way - because I work in the corporate offices were nothing involving escalation is simple - finally, I managed to get their boss to tell them to do it. One of them completed the task in ten minutes.
After months of my fruitlessly asking people just to do their damn jobs, one of them did it in ten minutes, clearly destroying any argument that there just wasn’t enough time to get it done. I promptly ratted him out to his boss, in the nicest manner possible.
Boss did not get it. Boss did not grasp that if the task could be completed immediately, there was no reason for it to have taken months.
The kicker? The task takes half an hour.
He still did not do it, he just signed off on it.
It’s just a simple carriage drive belt replacement. We’ll send you the belt and you can install it in an hour or so.
Here’s a Youtube guide to walk you through it.
Just be careful if the old belt has begun to fray badly. It has a fiberglass core to prevent stretching and the glass stands can cause some painful cuts.
Antirant:
I only create one invoice per month, two tops. I always send them electronically, and I couldn’t find one of my invoices for this year so I asked the client, my previous agent, if he could please send it back to me?
It took him something like two minutes and I think half of that was how long it took the letter to reach him. The new! Shiny! Improved! Reporting method they came up with on my last month with them was a pain in the ass, but this particular guy has been one of the most helpful agents I’ve worked with. I wish there were more like him.
turned out to be a misaligned waste toner bottle sensor.
But in the process of helping the repair guy, I found out that someone walked off with my empty waste toner bottle. This floor of this building is the only one that has this model of plotter. It will not fit any other plotter in our entire system. The only thing I can think of is that someone saw it out and thought it was trash. Now I have to order a replacement. Bah. I hate plotters. They are the bane of my existence as a drafter.
Thanks all for the well wishes. I might have something lined up already with the partner I used to manage. 
I remain slightly annoyed at the number of items on my daily to-do list that consist of bugging grown ass adults to get off their butts to send me necessary info for tasks they said were urgent and/or high priority.
I am currently in the process of rewriting my resume (yay layoffs) and when discussing why I was having such an issue with writing it, I replied to a former coworker that most of the time is spent coming up with politically correct words to convey that I’m really good at getting grown assed adults to act like semi grown adults instead of the 4yr old tantrum throwers that they behave like when they’re not watched.
Apparently that is “Facilitated smooth working relationships between groups” in resume speak.
I’ve heard about so many changes in resume writing (like they’re not always called that anymore?), I have no idea where to even start if I have to write one again. It’s been something like 15 years since I’ve needed one. Hoping if I need to skip jobs I’ll still not need one as I’ll probably end up working for another place where people already know me. The veterinary/shelter community is small.
We should have a beer together, because I have given up on smooth working relationships. I will do my job, and cheerfully, but I just cannot deal with people who won’t anymore.
Hi folks I often read this (and the earlier) thread but don’t have anything to contribute. Until today…
So dear coworker, how long have you worked at the station? Thirty eight years? Oh yeah, you mention that every other sentence while you are bitching to me about being moved *partially *out of sports back into news.
The thing is under this management sports is less important, so with fewer stories to do they need you to shoot news. You still have your take home car, you still have your seniority, in fact you have everything you had, except you are shooting news three days a week instead of shooting sports all five.
What’s that, the younger guy gets to shoot four days of sports still and you don’t think that’s fair? Hmm, last time I checked he actually knows his way around the modern newsroom a bit better (no actually a LOT better) than you, and he’s not a whiny drama queen to boot. People *like *to work with him. Imagine that.
What’s that you say? Thirty eight years? Well that means you have a lot of vacation and you get to pick close to first. It guarantees nothing else.
I’m sorry you didn’t like my suggestion to just lay low and let it blow over. I’m really sorry you think you actually have a reason to be upset. Don’t you remember a couple years ago they took away (other coworker’s) car for no apparent reason other than they didn’t like him? How did that work out? Yeah, he never got his car back, even though it really was unfair.
Keep bitchin buddy, it’s gonna get interesting soon.
The right office manager would hire you based on that skill alone. I work with so many drunken monkeys I’m surprised there aren’t actual feces being flung anywhere.
I have recurring characters from the other thread to bring back! Yay …
I’ve been “given” ownership of a task that’s a bit higher-tech than what I was hired for but completes the final 5% of the setup process for the product I (unofficially) manage, which is great since that takes out the delay where I re-assign setup X to the guy who used to do it, wait for him to notice that it’s in his queue among the dozens of other things he does, complete that portion, re-assign back to me etc. etc.
Except that the guy who used to do it is Lazy Bastard, and I still work under Useless Manager, so it went … per the usual. Useless Manager left me off the email thread wherein she re-shuffled some task assignments, so I didn’t even know she’s dumped this into my lap in the first place until I started protesting all these tickets in my queue asking for unfamiliar status updates. “Oh, you handle those now.” Say what?
Having endured his “training sessions” before, I can attest that Lazy Bastard couldn’t effectively train a butterfly to flap its wings, so I’m slogging half-blind through this unfamiliar task … and realize he hasn’t touched this shit in a solid six weeks at least. :mad: While it was very solidly his responsibility. I went to Useless Manager about this but she completely blew off that it was any big thang (“Well, just work through those tickets as best as you can. Tee-hee!”) so now I’m untangling his messes and placating pissed-off branch employees while he smirks and I seethe that he got away with it.
Oh, and I have a call with a recruiter tomorrow about a job I’m quite interested in pursuing – it sounds so much like the “good” parts of my job but with more accountability and authority – so I’ll just let Useless Manager keep shoveling more crap onto my plate, because as satisfying as it’s gonna be to drop the mike and walk out, dropping six or seven mikes will be GREAT!
I’ll admit upfront that everything in the post is minor and petty, but it all adds up.
I was sleeping really hard when my alarm went off this morning (at 2:45 am). So I was a little tired and grumpy when I left the house.
It was COLD out-- temps have been warm enough to make a fleece jacket plenty, so I didn’t think about warmer clothes or a hat or gloves.
It was also Foggy.
And then I discovered that the stuff on my windows was Frost (and not just moisture).
Not happy.
It scraped off pretty good, I drove to work, and then couldn’t get into the building (I work retail–the store is closed overnight, but there’s almost always someone inside). It was too cold to wait as long as it took to get someone’s attention. But I wasn’t actually late by the timeclock.
I then went and collected my pile of price tags for the day, and there were TOO MANY.
TOO MANY means that I did not finish hanging the whole pile by the end of my shift.
I hung all the important ones, though.
I was also irked by the late discovery that I could have worn red, white and blue rather than my uniform today ( I wish they’d publicize these things better, and more consistently, and further in advance. And not have “fun” days quite so often).
And . . . well, it wasn’t a horrible day, really, just irksome in a bunch of minor ways.
Aren’t you in Sacramento??
I used to work with a Mr McBitchy who always justified himself by saying that the squeaky wheel get’s the grease. He didn’t appreciate me pointing out that the squeaky wheel is also the first one replaced.
I only experienced a little gratification when he squeaked one too many times.
I have to escalate an issue tomorrow. I hate escalating issues.
But I have done all I can. My coworker was given a documented deadline of today to do something, and did not do it.
I have tried getting my boss support on this (insanely minor) issue, with no success; I have to escalate to Grand Boss, essentially ratting out my Boss for not ensuring someone else’s report did something that no-one really cares about anyhow - even me - but we are procedurally required to have done.
And people will be annoyed at me, even though I did not write the procedure, I have done all that I am allowed to do, and I have been pushing to get this issue resolved for months.