I work at the post office, part time. So I get twice as much daily work and the same pay. We get paid by the shift, so I don’t even get overtime!
Nothing. We are having a big holiday bash, but it’s next month. I actually like having it after the “official” holidays because there’s usually not much else going in January. My company also shuts down between Xmas and NY, so I am off all of next week.
I got a turkey.
I won’t count my pending promotion, a raise and a new corner office as gifts…I’ll be paying for those with a new ulcer 
Good thing I love my job!
Still waiting…
But my boss will be in town tomorrow. Review. Echhh!
Maybe I’ll be back tomorrow night as a happier camper.
I got laid off. 
I dont see what you are all complaining about. I am a quart low on perspective this week though.
Before they laid me off, they paid everyone for the sick days they didnt take though. Up to 6 days pay extra on the first pay in december.
Real fucking sweethearts huh?
I got 24 very sincere hugs from 24 very adorable second graders. You see, we won’t see each other again until January 3rd. Oh, and most of them brought me cute li’l presents too. My job rocks.
I’m the boss in an extremely small (2 people besides me) office, and we’re county employees. I didn’t get anything, but I gave each of my employees a bottle of bourbon and a $200 gift certificate to a really nice department store, and I took them out to lunch.
I will get nothing for a bonus this holiday. Oh, I almost forgot they scheduled me to work Christmas Eve and Christmas Day as well. Wow, I am in the holiday mood. I apologize to anyone who may have to call and talk to me on my support line those days…
Nothing. We’re supposed to be told what our bonus is before Christmas,though (paid out in Feb). I’m wondering how mine will be since I was off for two months earlier this year learning that my head is fucked up. Sigh.
I did get to meet oldscratch because of that, though. Whether that’s a bonus or a millstone around my neck has yet to be determined.
Actually, meeting oldie has been VERY good for me. He’s absolutely awesome! (No one tell him that, though.)
Oldscratch - if you’re reading this…you’re a dick. 
I had my hamburger today.
…in all fairness they DID also give us a child size bag of chips and a cup of jello.
Jesus! A child size chips? No wonder there’s always room for J-E-L-L-O. :rolleyes:
You know, after my whinefest I realized that I’d completely forgot that last year they had a party (not sure whether it was a holiday party, or new year party, or what) for my husband’s company, and since he couldn’t be there (we live 1800 miles away) they told us to to go out to dinner on them. They’d reimburse the tab up to $250. Well, there’s no way two of us could rack up that sort of tab unless we ordered Dom Perignon, so we invited a friend, went to the most expensive steak house in town, and proceeded to drink and eat our way through the evening. Now THAT was fun. I retract at least 40% of my bitchiness.
A $20 gift certificate to Target. I don’t shop at Target, because the 2 stores that are anywhere close to me have half the shelves empty every time I’ve been there. Even a Wal-Mart certificate would have been better, because I go there once in a while.
Were they Whammo’s foot flavored cornchips? 
More hours to work, since one person quit. :mad:
125 bucks, minus tax and 401k deductions. Last year it was 100 bucks in mall gift certificates. I guess I can’t complain, considering the type of job I have.
Michi
Nada zip nil nothing. Oh, I do get a $1000 bonus after the first of the year, but we had to go out on strike for 40 days to get that…
I believe that giving a Christmas bonus might take some money out of the pockets of our management, which would of course be bad.
I sound a little grumpy, don’t I? Oh well, I’ve got a cold the little R brought home from school, so am not feeling as chipper as usual.
Heh. Today, I was given the gift of humiliation! I got walked out. Tomorrow was supposed to be my last day, but with the holidays, no managers will be around to ensure that I leave the building without stealing any corporate secrets or setting my cube ablaze or something. So I came in and was informed I needed to turn in my ID and leave. Got to pack up my stuff with my manager looking over my shoulder. Sweet.
Oh. But someone had left me a tin of cookies. Didn’t even get to see who it was from.
Well, my bonuses aren’t quite so tangible being that I’m a full-time mom. I’m not going to complain about the bad parts either; they can’t help it if they are excited about the holidays and it makes them act goofy.
My husband’s employer is one year late in giving him a review and the raise that should go with it. Whenever he asks about it, he gets promised that the boss will get around to it in a couple of weeks. In that time our cost for our crappy insurance has gone up huge amounts twice. My husband’s second in line to him quit and has not been replaced so now we never see him because he has to do the work of two people and since he’s salaried he can’t earn any overtime. (Now that it’s end of year, the time he usually has twice as much work anyway, well, our kids literally don’t see him for days at a time.) We had to take the money out of our 401K to pay an emergency room bill. But hey, at least they throw a Christmas party with dinner and dancing and 2 drinks. Nevermind that we had to pay the babysitter more than it would have cost us to take the family out to dinner and we were expected to be there. Oh, and they gave us both key rings which will probably never be used. Hubby did win one of the door prizes which was a tiny Christmas tree table centerpiece.
My husband got his people a tin of cookies each. I know he wanted to get them more, but that’s all we could swing.
Oooohhhh! I got a special suprise. Those geniuses at Adecco, my Temp agency I work through, decided to change their time cards last week. Yeah, the week before Christmas. Obviously, those idiots need a few extra days to figure them out…soooo…my paycheck that has been direct deposited EVERY week promptly by Wednesday for the two years I’ve been working here, is still not here today, on Thursday. Merry Fucking Christmas, indeed.
And OHHH NOOOO! That’s not all of the Christmas spirit sent to us! Our bank’s computer has decided to go on the fritz, so our bank account is all screwed up. They’re charging us twice for the same thing…and we haven’t been able to get a current balance for three days now. Of course, I still have shopping left to do…with no money… sigh
“Merry Cristmas, brother, I got you a can of green beans I found in my cupboard. Sis, I hope you like the sweater. it doesn’t fit me anymore.”
God, I’m gonna feel like a real low-life next week…