Workplace griping, anyone?

I drink sun tea. I make it at work and keep the gallon jar in the breakroom fridge. When I got the call that Bill needed me, I didn’t think to ask my boss to dump the tea and rinse the jar. When I get back, the jar will be full of slime and mold. Sometimes its best to just dump things for people.

I heard that the parties went well. SG has a new job in Sedona and has a new place to park his camp trailor. From what I heard, SG showed up with an ice chest to take food home and asked for money as a going away present.

My OCD minion was wonderful, when she sent the invites out, she told everyone that SG collected money and enjoyed different currency. From what I have been told, everyone dug into their stash of foreign currency and gave him coins and bills that will need to be taken to the bank. Tony took my 1 yen coins to my HM but refused to stay.

The after party party had the poor HR lady confessing that SG liked to talk to people who were trying to apply for jobs…and talk about how the County didn’t care if they had an alternative life style and would tell them about the other people who were gay/les.

Including detailed directions to thier homes and work places.

How in hell is it that people like SG can keep getting jobs when there are so many others who need them who are more competent, conscientious, and nicer than he is out there who can’t? And money as a going away present. ‘cause he’s old and po’. Such class.

Your minion has style. Also an evil, evil mind. I predict the two of you will do great and evil things together.

He .. he what? This is what he was fired for? It’s in bad taste, I’ll grant you, but is that actually breaking any rules or policies?

So. Who do you know in Sedona who can keep you up to date on his antics?

This is the key sentence:

I don’t know about you, but I’m very not cool with people giving out directions to my home without my knowledge. For any reason.

This is what always makes me go :dubious: :smack: . I know so many people who are unemployed who would love to have a job.

You know how people who study wildlife sometimes put cameras on said wildlife? I’m thinking we should outfit SG with such a cam. And we invite him to a free meal every now and then to make sure that the cam has fresh batteries and is in good working condition.

Next week, my company is bringing in a consultant (who, I might add, is a very good friend of several company executives) to tell us “how to improve our processes”. This should be fun, considering that our processes are very unique because of our industry.

It occurs to me that you’re going to need to get someone else to also place a jack-o-lantern up there, so you can compare your relative levels of willingness.

And I don’t think there’ll be ANY problem with this thread still being around three months from now. :smiley:

It’s definitely skeevy, I’ll give you that, and I wouldn’t be happy about it either. The thing is, I’m moderately certain it’s not illegal. Which is why I was wondering if doing so broke any rules or policies, thinking there just had to be more to the story than that.

On the other hand, IANAL, so what do I know?

Hey, flatlined, did anyone give him forks as well as foreign currency?

SG is charming and knows everyone. He also knows how to game the system. He didn’t get fired, he is volunteering to retire. I am not there, so I don’t get enough details. I’m quite sure that I’ll have more to share about him after I go back.

As to the money, sometimes people who leave to move to a different state/country will ask for no going away gifts, which is taken to mean that they would like money better, so the person organizing the party will take up a collection. I’m used to tossing 5 bucks in for a giftcard. I think everyone who brought money for SG was loving my minion for thinking about that.

She is awesome. One day, facilities came out to do repairs and parked behind the delivery van. They were on the roof and I didn’t feel like climbing the ladder to yell at them, so just asked OCD minion to glare at the trucks for me. Her evil glare and upraised fist must have been felt by everyone because one of the facilities guys scrambled down the ladder and moved their trucks before the tires blew out from fear.

I’m not sure if that was why he was forced to retire. I do know that my Head Minion reports that the HR lady was totally flabbergasted about that. I so wish I had been there.

Do you know how to contact the people he’s going to be working for in Sedona? They need to be forwarded this thread so they know to keep their private information private.

Another WTF customer moment: order was placed on Saturday, and on the following Monday morning, they send an email to check the status because “it’s taking a long time to get my item”.

Seriously. W.T.F. people?

They also need to know to lock up those ever-so-valuable thrift store forks.

I think my only contact at one of my company’s biggest suppliers is a chatbot. From an email exchange this morning:

Me: I need a status update on the discrepancy detailed in report XYZ.
Bot?: XYZ has been rejected
Me: What are my company’s options for dealing with the rejection at this point?
Bot?: Yes

:mad:

I’ve hired private daetectives (man, those folks ain’t cheap) to find SG’s current co-workers.

I’ve been trying to get enough dirt on them to blackmail them into posting here-- to report on Shreddy’s latest antics.

My boss is on me to have a meeting with my department to get him some information. But the office decided to have a Valentine’s Day potluck today. Which means that not only is everyone distracted and wandering around, but if and when I call the meeting I’ll be that much more of a wet blanket. Harumph. It’s not even like this is a holiday for non-couples.

(Nature of the workflow means that scheduling a meeting is chancy. Better just to find a good moment to get everyone together.)

About 1:30 this morning my phone rang. I didn’t answer because it was 1:30am and I didn’t recognize the number on the caller ID. About a minute later I get a voice mail alert. WTF?

The voice mail is from the security system monitors at the credit union… my former job that I quit TWO MONTHS AGO! They’re telling me that the alarm is going off at the main office. I said “screw it” and rolled over and went back to sleep.

If I had been a little more awake I would’ve called them back and told them to send the cops over to the office. Then the credit union could deal with the false alarm fine. Muhahaha.

And if you’d been awake and devious, you could’ve had them send the SWAT division in full riot gear… with the hostage negotiator. And one of those door-ramming units.

And three drug-sniffing dogs.

Something like that happened to me about 20 years ago. I quit a programming job under unpleasant circumstances and was busy with my next job when I got a late night call from someone at the previous job about how they were having problems with one of my processes and desperately needed my help. This was in ye olden days before cellphones when I just had an answering machine. About the second call I stumbled downstairs and answered it just to tell them that I no longer worked there and they should call whomever took over my processes and fucked them up.

They called me several times over the next week, always late at night, about the same goddamned thing, with me trying to ignore their calls before before I finally broke down, answered it and told them to fuck the hell off because I hadn’t worked there in months. “But we really need your help. Can you come in and fix it?” No, no I can’t. I don’t work there, I don’t have access badges, I no longer have a sign in, and I’m sure I don’t have the systems access to fix it. Most importantly of all - I DON’T FUCKING WORK THERE ANYMORE. Got it? Now stop fucking calling me and waking me up, because I DON’T FUCKING WORK THERE.

I’ve had people Fedex their product to us for a repair, dropping it off on a Saturday (when it won’t go out until Monday), then call us on Monday morning demanding to know why they haven’t gotten it back yet.

The worst ones demand compensation for the “delay”. :rolleyes:

I’m only going to bitch one more time about my current job, and it isn’t about Management, or Policy or anything like that. I’m spending my last days there coaching less experienced people. It absolutely floors me to see people who have been doing the job for 2-3 months listen to a customer’s issue, then GUESS at what might resolve it, using only the most basic of troubleshooting steps possible, while making zero use of resources such as knowledge base articles or Google.

Not planning to be in this job long? Because you don’t fucking do tech support by guesswork and sticking to basic resets and power cycling. You do it by looking up the issue and using the correct steps to resolve it. Once you have a been around a couple of years, you will be able to do some things just by accumulated experience. Until then, I expect you to have a fucking Google window open on your computer at all times. Just like me and everyone else on the entire goddamned floor.

Oh, and if you’re so nervous and unsure of yourself that you sound like you can barely handle answering the phone without worrying about whether or not it might explode, I probably shouldn’t be seeing customer complaints about how arrogant and rude you are.
I’m saying this here because I will not be saying anything even remotely this harsh to their faces. I’m not that cruel.

If you’re physically unable to do your job or are unwilling to work your butt off, then why did you apply for this position in the first place? It shouldn’t come as a shock to you that yes, this is a VERY PHYSICAL JOB. You knew that walking into the interview.

I’m just…gobsmacked.