We just got fudge!!
No card though 
Dear company “B”, thank you for sending me a email 8 days after the interview that, during the interview, you left me picking my nether regions for 40+ minutes in the lobby because HR forgot about me. So you don’t want me, thanks for saying… This was for a co-op, and I needed to know or register for classes in 72 hours. At least you did better than company “A”, who interviewed me and was never heard from again. Mind you, “A” was 35 miles from home, and paying $21 a hour, and “B” was 50 miles from the mothership, paying $11.
So it’s good thing that company “C” responded to my email in SIX MINUTES with a request to set up a interview. The Co-op coordinator reports that “C” pays far better than “B” and it is 27 miles from home.
The fact the coordinator is ready to take off and Nuke “A” and “B” from orbit is just icing on the cake.
Maybe I will get a Christmas present this year.
I hate to say this, but welcome to the real world. As you get out of school and start applying for jobs, you’ll find it’s the exception rather than the rule to hear back from an interview unless they want to hire you. And if you do hear back it will usually be a form letter 2 or 3 months after the fact.
I do realize that this is a subset of fantasyland, but these employers have a “special relationship” with the school, and they are not playing by the agreed rules. Thus, the coordinator is dispensing the gimlet eyeball in their direction.
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Ah, that does change things. Thanks for the clarification. Enjoy your stay in fantasyland! (I hear you can even drink the water there … )
Actually, in my case it was just a direct translation from Spanish, where something that’s full of holes is described as “having more holes than a colander” or “looking like a colander”. Tenía más agujeros que un colador or parecía un colador respectively, for the Spanish-inclined. So, what Morgyn correctly guessed.
No one works for a priapic lout of a boss who plays touchy-feely with a slutty female employee in his darkened closed office while his staff is told to make excuses to his patients as to why he is an hour late?
Office manager: “Where is your doctor? Patients are complaining they have been waiting an hour and no one has told them anything.”
Staff: “He has been in his office with [slutty female employee]. What do you propose we tell the patients?”
Office manager: “Well you need to tell him to get his azz out here and see his patients.”
Staff: “YOU tell him, arent you the manager?”
Office manager: “Im telling YOU to tell YOUR doctor to get out here.”
We all got fired one by one and a new staff was brought in that didnt know anything.
I am supposed to get ALL of next week off, as well as Monday and Tuesday the week after. What you add the weekends in, that’s 11 straight days off. Pretty sweet deal. All given to us by my company, as a sort of staff reward every year.
Oh, what’s that? A supervisor from my department (note the usage “a supervisor,” and not “MY supervisor”) called me today to tell me that they totally, 100% need me to work the 26th, 27th, and 28th next week because of a staffing issue.
A staffing issue he’s known about for over a week, and yet didn’t bring up AT ALL at the manager’s meeting yesterday, according to my supervisor, and just thought to “fix” today.
Are you fucking kidding me?! Less than a week’s notice to work my holiday vacation days…and right in the fucking middle, so it completely ruins any plans I might want to have made (and I had a couple in the works.)
And the shit-cherry on the ass-sundae is that it’s not “regular” work. I have to fill in for someone at a different location, far enough away that I have to stay in a freakin’ hotel…and I have to be there so early on the 26th that I need to leave the night before. So yeah, “work these three days you normally have off” has turned into “also, drive down on Christmas to check into the shitty hotel we put you up in, to work these days you normally have off.”
So my X-mas day schedule would be:
Drive down an hour south to my parents’ for Christmas.
Leave early to drive an hour back north to our main office to sign out a vehicle.
Drive that vehicle two hours south.
Check into the shitty hotel on Christmas night.
I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking why can’t I save myself the trouble and sign out the car and drive that to my parents’, right? No can do. We are not allowed to use company cars for personal business at ALL. EVER. If we get caught (like, if I got into an accident or something,) we are in serious trouble. And we also aren’t allowed to use our personal cars for business travel unless we 100% have to (i.e., all the cars have been signed out.) Even then, they say they’d rather rent one temporarily than have us drive our personal ones, for insurance reasons and all.
Fuck this. I just got off the phone with my supervisor and he agreed it was BS, but now I have to call up the other supervisor back and tell him I can’t do this. He really blindsided me by telling me I had to do this, and made it seem like my supervisor already knew and agreed to it, and that I didn’t have a choice to say no. Even though I did. But I’m really bad at this kind of confrontation, and I’m afraid I’ll call, five minute later hang up, and yet still have to work those days. 
Well that sux bouv. What about the Broken Record technique when confronting him?
“Sorry but I cant.”
“No, I just cant.”
“Its not possible.”
How can he argue with that?
Does your own supervisor concur and support you that you are justified in refusing to work those days or just giving you lip service?
Oh, he’s on my side. He said he backs me up 100% and I can tell the other supervisor that.
The way he brought it up was really “slimy” too. He called and first talked about some other small issue totally unrelated, and then seemed like he was just making some “small talk” and asked me if I had any big plans for the holiday break. I said no, not big plans, but was thinking about doing a couple small things.
Then he just shoves that on me. Nice tactic. So he already knows that I’m not going out of town or anything like that.
That was totally shifty of him. So it deserves equal shiftiness: Your “small plans” changed suddenly and you just wont be able to accommodate him.
If your supervisor backs you up, drop that bomb on him and let them work it out.
Damn, that was slimy-yet-nefariously-brilliant. I was about to tell you to say “Oh, sorry, I already have plane tickets”. But he squelched that tactic.
So, how about “I told my spouse about working, and they revealed that they’d already bought surprise tickets to {city on opposite coast} or {Disneyworld}.”
Or it might be time for that flesh-eating airborne virus, and the attending quarantine.
Hey, does your supv. know the best way, given the corp. culture?
That’s basically what happened. I called him and told him, and he said something to the effect of,
“Well, I already have you committed there, and informed everyone there of the situation.”
Really? Already committed, even though you said earlier you were just going to pencil me in, and you’d keep looking for other options?
So I just said I spoke to my supervisor, and he agreed with me, so by the sound of it, he probably called my supervisor as soon as I hung up to give him and earful, but whatever.
The good point my supervisor made was that he ISN’T in charge of my schedule. He’s not in my “chain of command” at all, unless my supervisor isn’t around for some reason (vacation, sick, etc…) he really has no official say in where I go or what I do.
So how did you leave it? Is your super going to handle it and get back to you?
So it’s really going to come down to: Who is or are these supervisor’s bosses? Is it the same person? Is it two different people?
And then, how are they going to react to this?
Because if someone not in my chain of command ‘told’ one of my people that he was doing this, I’d be informing him in no uncertain terms that he was not entitled to do any such thing to any of my people without my prior approval and he can generally go fuck himself.
But some managers are too cowardly to do this.
I would be telling them that in order for you to give up your preveously sceduled time off that
- you are paid both your holiday pay and for the time you are working and
- and execption to the car policy needs to be made one way or the other.
You are doing them a favor of helping out but you are not obligated to do so at great cost to you. forfitting holiday pay and having to spend your time off driving to accomodate their oversight (having someone cover with plenty of notice) both are great costs to you.
If anyone ever asks me, I always have plans for my time off. My plans may be to sit on my couch and watch old movies but I HAVE plans. I long ago got tired of being the one expected to work on a Saturday because I don’t have spouse and children. My free time is just as important to me as ferrying Junior to another scout jamboree is to you.
I also used to take smoke breaks as well even though I don’t smoke once I realised how much time the smokers were spending away from their desks and guess who was having to do their work.
“Oh, big plans? I though you asked if I had big pants! No, of course I have big plans; I’m going to blah and blah and blah…” 
Exactly. My plans may consist of avoiding doing the thing you think I should do, but that’s still my plans. 
One of the afore-mentioned co-workers of mine (the one who saved up her shitty job for me while she plays video games all day) got her contract renewed, but she wasn’t happy with her new job title - “Administrative Assistant.” Oh, you mean LIKE ME? No, that’s okay, I won’t take any offense. :rolleyes: The funny part is that her job IS administrative assistant, and pretty much nothing else (well, admin assistant and playing video games). She’s 23 years old - I think she has a lot more to learn and a lot of growing up to do.
“Because I don’t have big plans doesn’t mean I don’t have plans.”
“What are those plans?”
“None of your damned business. I have things I need to do, ok?”
(I plan/need to sleep in, watch movies, play on my computer, nap and go shopping.)