Sweet merciful {diety of choice}. I’m afraid. I’m very afraid.
whimpers along with Tess
Just hit the “Quote” button below the post that you want to quote. Our etiquette here is to respond to the quoted post under the quote. 
Oh, I just realized I subconciously quoted Tess and equated {diety of choice} with “crap.” That was unintentional, people, I swears it!
Sweet merciful $%&*!
There, is that better?
Oh, awesome.
My grandboss’s boss (VP of our dept.) is in our suite today. (He travels a lot, thankfully.) His phone constantly rings. The ringer is a) set waaaaaay too loud for a quiet corporate environment, and b) is the same ring tone I used for years as my alarm clock. The tune long ago seeped into my brain as It’s Too Fucking Early But Time To Wake Up.
Nice man, but boy, is he noisy. Not much of an indoor voice when he answers, to boot.
Damn.
To whomever is in charge of the coworkers-treatment exchange which was mentioned several posts back: I’m going to need Tess’s location.
That’s the level of stupid that leaves me reminding myself that I am NOT supposed to wish Darwin awards on theoretical-humans, even if one would noticeably increase the species’ IQ.
Makes a note. Scribles my name next to it on the list as well.
So, my boss called me today. She needed my password so she could re-re-reprint the pull lists for SG. When I asked why she didn’t write it down, she told me that she didn’t want to make me think that she was invading my privacy. On a work computer that is just being used for work. :smack:
Then she called back, my password didn’t work because its been past 45 days since I last changed it. I told her to try xxx123 because that’s what the default password is. It worked. Lots of golf claps for the IT department, I’ve known the default password for almost 4 years. No wonder we got hacked so badly last year.
I’m not even sure whether this should go here or to MPSIMS, but speaking of DA candidates, I just had one of those pre-interviews with an agent.
Him: “This company, Scottish [name partially erased], is it a British company?”
Me: “Yes - Scottish!”
WTF, dude, a company called Scottish something-or-other, job location Glasgow, what did you think they could be, Javanese?
I worked for Scottish [name partially erased] in Edinburgh. (there are a few companies that could be identified as Scottish [name partially erased]) Customers would call in noting how much of a coincidence it was that they always spoke to a Scottish person when they called. Scottish [name partially erased] is about 20 minutes walk from Edinburgh castle. :smack:
My boss told me she’d get a classroom computer to replace the broken one. She did and I went to set it up. It runs Windows 98.
FAINTS!!! Where the heck did she find that antique?
My boss called me today. Checking in on me, wanting to be sure that all was good…then started ranting about SG. From what I understand, he’s started eating her food. He doesn’t eat it all, he just eats a little bit and moves things around so she wouldn’t notice. She is on a diet, and watches her intake closely, so she does notice when the salad level in her bowl is lower.
There is also the part that there are no forks in the break room. Again. So she is so grossed out at the thought of SG’s fingers in her food that she tosses it in the trash when she thinks its been touched.
I don’t have to deal with this for another 2 1/2 weeks, so I told her to just use more ice in her lunch box and lock it up. She’s outraged by my solution. I’ve spent over 4 years complaining that food in the breakroom is not safe and she’s only getting it now.
She also said that I can’t travel while on sick leave. I called bullshit on that and called HR. As long as I have written doctor notes, I can do what ever he says.
Does any one have links to cow sounds that I can play while I talk to her tomorrow? Boss thinks I’m flying to Texas, and those are the sounds that she expects.
You’d better stop by Wisconsin tomorrow. MOOOO… You can drink a beer, nibble some cheese, all with plenty of cow sounds nearby. MOOOO… In fact we can’t get away fro–WILL SOMEBODY SHUT THOSE BOVINES UP?
May I suggest Linux?
This is from my last job.
Grandboss used to call meetings and then swat flies in the room with a newspaper in midst of a serious discussion.
He also had the habit of tucking his shirt in frequently, and sometimes his hand goes almost to his … along with the shirt.
My boss, told me he often wondered weather to shake hands with him.
Oh SG, never change!
Does your boss have the power to fire him? Theft has to be a sackable offence, especially now he’s doing it to her?
SG is just SHARING. What, boss doesn’t like to share? She doesn’t like other people’s grubby fingers in her food? She is SO SELFISH.
I’d accuse **flatlined **of making SG up, if I wasn’t personally acquainted with a few SGs myself.
You should totally go to Wisconsin, flatlined. The cheese is everything they’ve said it is. We plan to go back for the cheese tour someday.
And she’s doubly selfish because he’s PO, and needs the HEP, and she knows it. She should be offering to share, because if she’d been raised right like he was, she would, because that’s how he was raised and he’d share if he had something to share.
Sounds like boss lady is getting an extreme close-up view of what flatlined’s been bitching about for 4 years. Maybe this time it’ll sink in.
Four YEARS? This thread can’t have been going for four years… (goes to check page 1).
Holy crap! This thread had its first birthday last Friday!
flatlined’s been bitching to her *boss *for 4 years. She’s only been bitching *here *for a few months.
This thread is a year old? Man, no wonder it’s so long. And it doesn’t even include the posts from the thread that was dedicated to SG.