It could be that sick leave is lumped in with this, but you aren’t allowed to use sick leave unless you’re sick. When my mom took her “retirement” from a Florida hospital, she had over a month’s worth of unused sick days which they paid her for.
Okay, you got a deal. The only person who’s been here longer than me other than Boss and Bitchy Wife told me this morning as we shared stories that she was on a job interview last Friday and it went very well.
We don’t get vacation / sick time. We get Personal Time Off that we can use for whatever. And we get generous amounts of it. Most of the long term part timers get paid out every July because they can accrue 600 hours but can only carry 400 over. There are a few full time people who do it as well. I don’t really know why he’s burning it instead of taking the money, but I’m assuming its because SG wants to wait for an anniversary date and HR want him gone right away.
I could be totally wrong.
kaylasdad99 Yanno…I could be wrong… 
She has a lot of quirks. All of them are just what I like in a minion. She uses her check lists everytime she does something. I know this, because I can hear her talking to herself. I’m able to tune her out for the most part, I only jump in when I can hear her getting ready to do something that will be hard to fix.
MLS, we all are waiting breathlessly for updates!
Sorry for not posting lately-- was “busy” watching playoff games at the local tavern with friends, and now my brand new laptop from work is having big problems (suddenly my whole “user” account is gone…after I spent all day getting it set up…grrr). So this is a quick note from an old machine. But I’ll tell some more stories later this week.
After all, I do owe you folks, for all your Tales Of Workplace Woe… hang in there, everyone, there IS life after the Dysfunctional Job.
I think we are sisters. I often refer to the kittens I’m bottle raising as “the terrorists in training”.
My company uses 3 floors of our building, and my floor has probably 100 people on it. For all those people, there’s a small kitchen-like break area with a single fridge. Granted, I bet most people don’t bring their lunch every day, but it still fills up. So why the fuck does someone see it fit to bring a gallon of fucking milk, and someone else brought a motherfucking pie (clearly not to share for a birthday or department meeting, as 1 slice has been removed)? Those things take up real estate, for crying out loud. And there’s a Warning!!! that every Friday, all food in the fridge past 5pm will be thrown out. No exceptions! Except this fucking land grabbing milk and pie, which have been in there for a week. The milk has now gone past its “Best by…” date. People suck.
We can only accrue annual leave up to 320 hours so it becomes a use it or lose it situation when you are approaching that. I’ve not used any in months, so I’ve been losing quite a bit. My fault, I know, but that’s just me. We can accrue sick leave indefinitely, but we only get paid for 1/4 of it up to a certain number of hours (I think it’s 400) when we leave/retire. We also get 40 hours of personal leave per month. In all the years I’ve worked here, I think I’ve only used that about 2 or 3 times.
mkecane, who’s reponsible for the Friday @ 5 p.m. chucking-out-of-stuff? Sounds like they’re who you need to ask - maybe someone asked for and received special permission.
ETA: 40 hours per month?!? That’s a whole week off every month. Holy hell - where are you and what do you do?!?!
Ooops, my bad. That should be 40 hours of personal leave per calendar year and it comes off of sick leave. Sorry.
Okay…I work in the deli of a grocery store. My co-worker the other day used the blade specified to open new pkgs of lunchmeat and cheeses to open two bags of raw chicken! EWWWWW!! I definately grabbed that and hit it with some Clorox!
and how about the head of the dept. who, after I had rotisserie chickens in for a good 45 minutes, wanted me to put two more in, and just mark them so we would know which ones needed to stay in longer. Waht’s wrong with that? Well, once the first ones are done (or close to it), the ones that are not done will continue to drip their contaminating juices on the cooked ones…and then get put out for sale. Luckily I talked her out of it, and offered to do more asap when the first ones came out.
They use the same utensils in various foods in the hot case…often using the tongs for the chicken to get out fish or french fries. Raw fish or chicken ends up sitting in the sanitation sink for dishes. Meat gets set in the hand-washing sink.
How they haven’t killed someone yet is amazing.
For **flatlined **and **digs **in particular: It will be a while before there’s any update. I’m eligible for full social security in May. I had been considering telling them in, say, March, that I will be retiring and offer to continue full-time for a while, or part time, to help in teaching a replacement. I’m thinking now maybe mid-April would be a good time to just advise hey, you got 2 weeks and them I’m outahere and see what kind of offer they make.
A tangential hijack: Back about a gazillion years ago I needed a summer job while I was in college, but couldn’t find one. So I lied and told one company I was leaving school for work. Around mid-August I told them I’d changed my mind. They offered me all kinds of money and perks if I would stay. I was a mere typist, but quite good at it. Of course I kept turning them down and they kept upping the ante. This was a real eye-opener, since there was another woman working there, a widow with a couple of kids, and she really, really needed the job. But they never gave her the raises or permanent status they’d promised, and she was too scared of losing the job so she never asked.
Dear delegates - I am your notetaker. If you want an accurate account of what was said by government officials and your representatives, please do not ask me to “look after my stuff”, borrow my laptop, try engage me in trivial conversation, unplug my laptop to charge your BlackBerry, or presume that because I am “just sitting here”, I can act as your own personal search engine. Please let me do my job.
If you want something from me, just ask for it. Don’t be a sarcastic douchebag. Just because I’m a uniformed monkey behind a desk doesn’t mean that you can disrespect me.
By the way, don’t buy a GM car. Their board members are sarcastic douchebag tools who don’t know how to treat other humans as if they’re worthy of any common courtesy.
The cynical part of me thinks it is the person in charge of throwing food out that has the land-grabbing milk and pie in the fridge.
And yes, people do indeed suck. I don’t know what it is about communal kitchens that brings out the douchebag in people.
I think I’ve bitched about this before.
The cunt PA who thinks she’s above the rules? Brought her sick kid in to work again.
With tonsillitis.
This time I’ve sat down with management and said it’s not on. My stepdad’s currently in late-stage liver failure, waiting for a liver transplant. Because he’s physically incapable of doing most physical tasks any more, my mum often asks me to come around to help her with things. And yes, I know disease vectors are everywhere. But I’d really rather NOT be deliberately exposed to one when I come in to work, thank you very much. If I pick up a virus, I then have to turn my mum’s requests for assistance down until it’s passed.
This bitch doesn’t know who she’s exposing to her kid’s germs when she brings him in to work and lets him wander around the office (he was in the print room yesterday. THERS IS NO REASON FOR HIM TO BE IN THE PRINT ROOM). And the kicker? She has a laptop and a remote access token, so she can work from home.
Hate.
Having a family member who is immuno-compromised is a great reason for people to not be so stupid and bring their sick kid into work, but I don’t think you need a great reason for her to stop doing that - she should be told to stop doing it because it’s truly ignorant. Who wants to be exposed to someone else’s sick kid?
Reminds me of the time I was at the coffeeshop and slowly realized that the small child running around getting into everything while his mother obliviously knitted was covered in chicken pox scabs. Fortunately, I had chicken pox when I was six. The other people in the shop? No idea.
+1
The problem is it’s all office politics. This is a governement department, and there’s a very permissive “family friendly” policy in place. She’s just going above and beyond the scope of what the wording allows for, because she can. And because she reports to the highest-ranking exec in this office, nobody can touch her without going via HR.
Which is happening, but the wheels of beauracracy grind slowly.
I think I have reached the end of the internet?!?!
Hopefully there will be more added, I also love the fact that this Workplace Griping includes all sorts of anti-griping.
Hoping for more GoodStuff!
I thought by the time the blisters got scabs you weren’t contagious any more? (I’m basing this on when I could go back to school when I had chicken pox, which was twenty years ago so the official wisdom may have changed…)