Client: “I get {such-and-such error} when trying to upload the attached file.” Me: “That error is usually generated if you try to upload a document with the same file name as what’s already been uploaded to {x}. I see that {Same Name As Attachment} has already been uploaded. Is that document incorrect – does it need to be replaced?” Client: “Ok. Thanks.”
Uhhhmmm. You’re welcome, for the information I provided. However … y u not answer question?
Whoa. Ideally (AIUI), this thread is supposed to be for griping ABOUT our workplaces, not bickering with one another.
FTR, from my perspective, rockle has had to put up with a lot, and I’m totally on her side wrt the frustration she was feeling toward her immediate supervisor in the run-up to Departure-Day. In fact, I’ve been a little worried that the supervisor would be exploiting the gag rule to try to make rockle look bad to everybody once she was gone (such as, for instance, by blocking her ability to send post-departure emails explaining why it looked like she was leaving “abruptly”).
That said, I also felt a little uncomfortable with her announcement that she had taken those frustrations out on the furniture.* While I fully understand where the impulse came from, I do hope that it doesn’t have any bridge-burning effect on any of the contingency plans she had mentioned, when the student teaching gig has ended.
Here’s to rockle finding a full-time teaching position right away!
*So to speak. I know cubicle dividers don’t really count as “furniture.”
Or in other words, you’re being a total dick about this. Rachellelogram expressed an opinion about where (s)he draws the line on her/his own behavior. You don’t seem to want to allow that, not sure why, but for whatever reason, it’s ugly.
Roddy
Having worked in cubeland, let me point out that the only chance that the fugly cubical furnishings get changed to something that is not suicide-inducing is… when they’re damaged. It’s like company-supplied computers or cell phones, really.
So rockle kinda did a favor to those who haven’t yet escaped. If there is anyone who wants to superglue stuff in the horrid men’s bathrooms where I work, I’ll gladly sneak you through security and supply the respirator needed!
In other words you failed to notice that my response (that you replied to) was not in regards to her opinion of the issue, and you lashed out with your own insults.
It’s ‘justify your job’ time once again apparently. It seems we just did that 5 minutes ago.
I worked in a factory for a year and a gas station for a few years before that and never once did I have to complete a report saying what I was doing and when and how long it took, etc. It’s really stupid. I’ve talked to people from other departments and they don’t have to do that all the freakin’ time. I think our head dude needs to get a hobby or something.
More like one and a half.
My boss is expecting to get an extension. He’s expecting me to stay on. And yesterday he threatened me. Well, not openly, I guess… he said I should be grateful that he’s going to pay me the total amount of days originally agreed on rather than penalizing me for the issues we’re having, because hey, they’re actually other peoples’ fault but those other people are internal and therefore cheaper. He didn’t say it but they’re also un-penalizable He also forgot to mention that I’ve worked about twice as many days as originally agreed.
Oh and he did that after signing my final timesheet.
Currently in Employee Health because I slipped and fell while walking between buildings. Let’s hope I just pinched a nerve in my dominant hand (all tingly/achy 3 hours later) rather than fractured something.
So, the solid pyrosulfuric I’ve got is the kind that melts at 30C. And if you spritz a chunk with water, it explodes and fills the entire fume hood with sulfuric acid vapors.
Meeting in an hour to discuss cleaning out the plugged lines using water. :eek: Or, maybe just a gentle recirculating of ~96% sulfuric acid to dissolve the stuff, since I’m not really in a mood for acid fog clouds blowing around the plant.
Work ungripe: The evil, incompetent idiot mini-boss in our area is finally leaving. His last day’s Friday. Even though I haven’t worked with him in a while, this is still such a relief that I can’t even begin to describe it. Good riddance shithead, hope you have a heart attack!
:eek: It’s been a while since I’ve been in a lab, but I’m pretty sure “thou shalt not add water to an acid” was safety rule #2. (Safety rule #1 being “Hot glass is visually indistinguishable from cold glass”).