So this is the bitch about work thread… Well I am steaming right now.
Three months ago I asked for a transfer because I really disliked my boss and I got it. So now I work in another wing of the office and I have nothing to do with him. But the assistant who replaced me… OMFG, what an idiot!!!
He still comes and sees me at least once a week for information. I’m happy to help but at some point dude it’s your job now, take your fingers out of your nose and learn your job. Maybe if you stopped reading and listening to music all day long, you might be more useful.
Now because of his incompetency, I’m stuck with the managing partner breathing down my neck and the idiot wonders why I’m pissed at him.
Seriously people common sense is really not that common!!!
OK that didn’t help I’m still pissed (especially that in five freakin’ minutes I solved the freakin’ problem)
My nice manager just got laid off; my team is going to physically move to a new office and hierarchically move to a completely different department AND they want to shove several new programs into my team’s lap.
My husband’s been in the hospital for months (boy, don’t I feel like I might be next on the chopping block!) and I’ve been at the end of my rope for a while. I canNOT handle having our entire work flow interrupted by a brand-new boss with brand-new ideas about how we should do things. Hell, Grandboss and I were finally starting to get along!
changed their intranet set up in such a way that now we always have to go through a proxy to access it, whether we’re onsite or not. When offsite that means having both a VPN and the proxy; in either location it means half of us can’t reach our personal emails (self-employed so they’re also professional ones) and our corporate ones at the same time.
and closed my corporate email, thus my access to people’s contact information. HEY FUCKS! How the motherkicking hell am I supposed to work remote when I can’t contact your employees?
Also, yesterday I had to take the Production Manager, take him to the Logistics Manager, and ask a few questions which should have been asked and answered, oh… thereabouts of November 11th? I came this >< close to ending the explanation of “you’re actually supposed to talk to each other, and to investigate these things yourselves” with “I am not your mother.”
It’s over at the end of January. Let’s see what the next one brings…
It’s a small workplace gripe, but dammit, this is what the thread is for:
Due to a couple jerks overindulging at our annual holiday party, the department head is considering nixing the open bar next year. Thanks a fucking lot, idiots.
Heh - I worked at one company that didn’t have a Christmas party at all, due to the marriages that were ended at one memorable one.
My gripe today is pretty small, too - it’s more of a . I’m doing a bunch of filing for a co-worker, which is just fine, except she sits and plays videogames on her phone or goes home early all the time because she has nothing to do. Um, how about doing your own filing if you’re just sitting there twiddling your thumbs? Strange.
Seriously, you’re going to post that and not tell the story?
Just had the Holiday lunch at work today. The most interesting thing? How the on and off ramps will work at the interstate that’s currently being finished around town.
I came in late and I didn’t hear the whole story - I just heard about the fallout (that there were a couple of marriages ended at the Christmas party with people fooling around with people they shouldn’t oughta have been fooling around with).
She is. Which is fine, she’s the secondary person I’m to be assisting here; it just makes me do this that she is so slow every day, yet she has this pile of filing for me to do. It doesn’t add up, you know?
I run one call a week, with usually no more than 10 people on it. I only ask who joined for the first 2 minutes. Once I start going through the agenda late joiners can go fuck themselves. On the 60-100+ people calls, the moderator usually just mutes everybody because there’s always an idiot who forget to puts themselves on mute. And every once in a while there’s that awkward moment where somebody has to say “I really hope whoever is not on mute just poured themselves a cup of coffee.”
And there’s only like 30-35 people on the call, so he says it about that many times each week. :smack:
No! It’s really (name)? Holy shit! I wasn’t expecting that at all!
That meeting is infamous for MORONS who are home or in public places with un-muted lines despite probably 6-8 statements, pleadings or outright demands that people mute their damned lines. Given that it’s the same group of people every time, I’d think at some point the offenders would get some form of off-line rebuke copied to their managers instead of the same passive-aggressive pleadings in the meeting notes.
Other meetings they do the same, despite the ON LINE MEETING where you can see who has joined.
That was actually my second conference call of the day. The first one was a webinar with a phone audio component, log separately into both, everyone’s auto-muted, line opened up during Q&A periods by *6 or something to ask questions only to the host (or submit questions by chat box, again only to the host). Damn, that was a breath of fresh air.
Pity it was for an end-of-research-study meeting that announced “yeah, that didn’t work at all, our drug totally failed to help versus the standard drug, we probably won’t pursue this further, thanks for all your efforts, though.” When you wonder why drugs cost so much, multi-million dollar studies lasting several years and failing dramatically (even though the previous studies showed promise) are a really good reason why.
Those are the way to go. I used to have to do training that way, so much nicer than listening to someone’s hold music. Or worse, someone smacking and slurping on their lunch the whole time!
I have another Bosshole story if anyone wants to hear it? No objections? Ok good…
The only reason I didn’t walk out last week is that the boss was out of the office most of the time. He was gone Thursday and Friday for a family funeral. His poor long-suffering wife’s brother died suddenly last week. The funeral was Saturday several states away. Boss had plans for Saturday night to entertain some of his cronies, and his brother-in-law’s passing just messed up his plans.
The asshole screamed at his wife that his weekend plans were ruined. Then he went on to say that her brother was a lazy, no-good, worthless son of a bitch who was a total waste of space. :eek:
Wife says he doesn’t have to go to funeral if he doesn’t want to. I think she really didn’t want him there. But no, bosshole goes and buys himself a plane ticket to get to the funeral. He tells his wife she has to find her own way to the funeral. Wife drove by herself to the funeral, something like an eight-hour drive.
I couldn’t make this stuff up. We’ll see if I make it through until Friday.
I have mixed emotions; I’m hoping that you quit this terrible job with this horrible, horrible person, Dr. Girlfriend, but I don’t want you to have any more trauma.
. I’m doing a bunch of filing for a co-worker, which is just fine, except she sits and plays videogames on her phone or goes home early all the time because she has nothing to do. Um, how about doing your own filing if you’re just sitting there twiddling your thumbs? Strange.
too. Who’s telling you to do her work for her?