Workplace griping, anyone?

The appropriate response to this to add a sentenc to your next request for time off: “Unless I hear otherwise by x date, I will assume this request is approved.” And then act in accordance – take that day off.

There will probably be a blowup about this the next workday. Make sure your boss’s boss hears about it – maybe ask him to sit in on the meeting – and assert that it’s only reasonable to expect a yes or no answer to such scheduling responses, not to simply have them ignored – a managers job is to manage.

I work in building maintenance. This jerk decides to “get back at management” by messing up a toilet and has done it several times before.

Well dummy. For some reason I cannot find the parts to fix said toilet and I must therefore close that bathroom for at least 30 days making everyones jobs miserable because they have to walk across the plant to the remaining bathrooms. Maybe your union reps will get on your tail to stop it.

Dont mess with the maintenance guys.

Interesting advice which I will not be following.

I work retail-- all time off requests are explicitly requests, which can be denied in accordance with business needs.

My small piece of the larger retail puzzle requires coverage even more than most pieces do.

There are reasons why right now I need a reputation for keeping my head down and getting the work done more than I need a schedule posted in a timely manner.

If I can find an appropriate time and place to make a low key and anonymous complaint that I really wish my schedule would be posted in a timely manner and that my requests off would be granted, I may do so, but I am not going to complain in a manner that is likely to cause a big blow-up if I can manage it.

I have my Reasons, which I do not plan on sharing with you.

Why do you have to close it for so long? How badly is the toilet messed up?

I’m good friends with the maintenance guys at my work. I’m more concerned with staying on their good side than most other people in the company.

Just a WAG, but the time it takes to repair the toilet will be about the same amount of time it takes for the union reps to get on the dummy’s tail and tell him to stop messing up the toilet.

I hope so.

I can control the temperature in your office area. I can control the humidity. I can put in a flourescent tube that will give an annoying twinkling. I can either elimnate or cause odors to happen.

Spectacular FAIL by the payroll company that did my paycheck! Guys - the 14 hours of overtime are at TIME AND A FUCKING HALF! Just like it has been for the last THREE FUCKING YEARS! I am NOT a happy camper! Now I sit, waiting for a call back from the agency I work for. DAMMIT!! I need this on a Monday like I need the headache that started building when I checked my bank and saw my paycheck wasn’t correct and is now up to a two Aleve level. Let’s go for three, shall we?

Small rant - A co-worker (who used to be my boss for a while, but we are now collegues) decides to go to FL on vacation. Fine. He ussually submits a quarterly report that happens to fall when he is out and asks me to cover. Fine.

Now, while he and I have different responsibilities, we are both commonly in a situation where we have to request data from 6 Product Managers, then follow up with said managers when their data is incomplete, unclear, etc. I ussually give them a dealine of no less than 5 days to submit to me before I have to submit whatever report, email, presentation, etc. This is because I know I will have to chase them down, send them correction request, etc.

My collegue decides to tell them that their submissions are due on the 29th when the finished report is due on the 30th and then goes to FL.

This leaves me in a bad spot. I cant harass them early as they will say ‘Person X said its due on the 29th, I will have it done by then’ (when they and I both know they wont). So, as I knew would happen, I get half of the responses I need. Of the 3 I get, 2 are incomplete. I dont have time to worry about that as I am chasing the 3 that didnt respond at all.

Needless to say, the report was late by 2 days and had incomplete information. My collegue comes bac from FL (conveniently the next day) and asks me why it was submitted late with incomplete data…I wanted to punch him in his newly tanned face.

Thanksfully, this paticular report/process will be added to my collective duties soon and I will ‘manage’ the Product Managers as I do everything else…like they are 2nd graders. While its irritating that I have to, at least I get things submitted on time and correctly.

As for the expected comments about the Product Managers, they are VPs while I am an AVP and we all report to the same SVP…who is about as responsive to ‘issues’ as a corpse in the morgue.

After 10 years, you would think that I would just sigh and accept the lack of ownership everyone seems to suffer from, but I cannot. I expect my co-workers to act like responsible adults. I also expect flying pigs to catch me a unicorn…

Cinco-de-mayo rant: I work in a large glass building. The work areas are blocked off from the larger center atrium, but coming and going, its open. Also the cafeteria is in this open area (top floor).

In addition to the cafeteria serving only ‘themed’ food (fajitas, chimichangas, tacos, taco burgers, taco pizza…tacotacotaco…), they have some live band playing (not sure on the specific ethnicity whether Mexican, Puerto Rican, etc) playing on the top floor in the cafeteria.

Since this is part of the open area, it can be heard near the elevators on every floor as well as on the bottom floor where the escalators and doors are. If you are on the top floor, the music is tolerable…loud and unussually energetic for a monday, but tolerable. As you descend floor by floor, the music loses little volume, but becomes more and more distorted due to the music bouncing off all the glass (remember the entire building is a giant glass cube). At the bottom floor, it sounds like an electric guitar is choking to death on a burrito while having sex with a keyboard.

The only saving grace is that I didnt come in slightly hung over on 5 hrs sleep like I do some Mondays (decided to make home made meatballs between 8 and 11 last night and then went to bed (for some odd reason).

You are the wind beneath my wings.

Yay! :smiley:

Are you me? I keep expecting co-workers (management, etc.) to be able to learn easy things and do their jobs the way they are supposed to - I know they won’t, but I just don’t understand why. You know you have to turn in a timesheet every week - why do I have to chase you for it? You know you have to do this, or that, or the other thing - why don’t you just use your friggin’ brain and DO IT?!? There are no kids working at any jobs I work at - why are there always people there who make pre-pubescents look mature?

PTO combined with stingy-ass senior management is a bunch of fucking bullshit.

My wife had a miscarriage late last week, and blew through three unplanned PTO days. She now owes them six hours of time, and she may end up getting reprimanded by HR.

This despite the fact that she’s a salaried (though non-exempt) professional, and rather adept at managing her own time.

And the fact that her boss and boss’s boss love her and lover her work, and she gets consistently excellent reviews.

And the fact that though she could quite easily perform a significant portion of her duties from home, the company refuses to allow the white collar staff to do so - ever - so that the warehouse staff don’t feel put out.

And that she’s enough of an adult that when she’s on the clock for eight hours, she’s actually productive for eight hours, to an insane degree.

We’re now looking at having to cancel a sorely needed vacation that we have booked in a month. A vacation that is partially sorely needed because of all the fucking stress associated with her job, not to mention the stress associated with the loss of the pregnancy.

What the fuck is wrong with treating employees like adults? My policy for my team is this: Vacation Time is Vacation Time. If you’re sick, or your kid’s sick, or whatever - STAY HOME. Work remote if you can. If you can’t, that’s OK too.

To date, nobody has abused the privilege. People are happy, productive, well-rested, and generally healthy. Nobody gets all bent out of shape when I (very rarely) have to call them at 3AM, and if there’s off hours work that needs to be done, people volunteer for it.

This country’s attitudes about time off from work are seriously fucked up.

At this point, I would stop what I am doing, turn and face him (this is the way it plays out in my head, anyway), smile gently and ask “Are you sure you want to ask me that question?” He looks in my eyes and sees the glint of combat.

At which point he mumbles “never mind” and finds something else to do.

Well, like I said, that’s what happens in my head. In real life I probably wouldn’t give him a chance to back away, I would immediately launch into my tirade, thus burnishing my reputation as being bad-tempered.

So this morning I was hard at work at a task that is supposed to be done by a certain time, when a co-worker who is slightly above me suggested that I go do a different task first. And if anyone fussed that the first task wasn’t done on time, he’d back me up.

OK.

On my way to complete New Task, I run into a Manager-- who pounced on me.

He then backed off, tried being friendly-- “Just OK, not better than that?” (Um no, aside from a list of small annoyances I’m not planning to share with management, I just got pounced on. I’m not going higher on the cheery, perky scale until the other shoe has dropped).

Other shoe is no big deal, with a side of “Your honeymoon period is over” and “why didn’t anyone tell me this already?”

Impressive. Welcome aboard!

So, how are you coming along with the Stupid Republican Idea of the Day thread?

:smiley:

Seriously, DO NOT try to finish that before you come back to play.

One time my supervisor yelled at me for having office supplies in my office. :rolleyes: I’m not allowed to have office supplies in my office any more.

:confused: How are you expected to work without needed supplies on hand?

If you can’t use office supplies in your office, where are you supposed to use them?

My supervisor doesn’t really care if I have the supplies or other resources I need to do my job. If we don’t have something, I guess she thinks I just magically make them appear.

I’m supposed to run to the supply cabinet every time I need something and put it back when I’m done. :rolleyes: But it’s okay, they haven’t tried to take away my pens yet. I’m still allowed to have those. For now.

Don’t tell anybody about the box of envelopes I have stashed away in my office. It might get me fired.

I have a longer supply-related story, but it will have to wait until later.

Yeah, I know I’m not supposed to be here complaining about my job, after what happened at my previous job. I mean, nothing could have been worse than what I was going through, really. (In fact, as they haven’t even posted my position yet, one of my former co-workers asked me if I was interested in coming back. I think my e-mail back just said NO.)

So this isn’t a complaint, more like…a worried observation. My boss at my new job is acting, well, strangely. He doesn’t seem to know what he’s doing; that’s nothing new in any office. Most people cover up this condition by either being super nice or super bossy. He does both, sometimes within the space of five minutes or so, ranting at me or someone else then frantically apologizing for his behavior immediately afterwards. He makes inappropriate personal statements at work, such as when in a one-to-one meeting with me he started talking at cringeworthy length about his broken marriage and how he was hoping that if he could get a job for her at the company that might bring her back to him. There have been rumors that in the past he has cheated on her with women who work at the company. He makes snap decisions without thinking of the consequences that send dozens of others in the company, in his office and out of it, into a squabbling tizzy. Of course, I’ve seen that before, but he seems to make a particular specialty of it.

The most recent incident, though, is really making me wonder. A co-worker and I were working on a project together early this week. The boss had told me that the project was due on Wednesday (today). Yesterday the co-worker finished his part of the project and sent the final draft to me. We chatted about it, and I said, well, I’ll look over your half of the stuff and turn it in before the deadline. All was well…until at 10 pm last night I got cc’ed on an e-mail the boss had sent to my co-worker that read to the effect of “Why do I not have this project? The deadline was 5 pm today, where the hell is it???” I had the full project in my e-mail folder, and I immediately sent it to him and said, hey, I’m sorry, I thought the project was due Wednesday. At 11 (!) the boss writes me back and said, look, I told your co-worker the project was due today because I didn’t trust him to make the Wednesday deadline, so he would work harder to get it done. I wrote back, saying, well then that was my fault, because he had it done today, but I wanted some extra time to look over it. And just before midnight my boss sends this almost weepy e-mail, saying, I’m in so much pain these days, things at home are really bad, I’m sorry I lashed out at your co-worker, I just don’t know what’s wrong, etc. etc. etc. I mean, what do you say at this point?

The kicker? I talked to my co-worker this morning and asked him about the deadline. He’d never heard about the 5 pm Tuesday deadline–the boss had told him the deadline was 11 am Wednesday. I thought maybe the boss had moved up the deadline, so I asked him when the boss had told him that. “Yesterday afternoon,” he said. So within the space of about eight hours or so my boss had totally forgotten when he’d asked my co-worker to get the project done, then gone apeshit when he’d failed to meet the nonexistent deadline…and made the mistake of cc’ing me and two other people on the apeshit e-mail.

So…yeah. It’s just odd behavior. I’m not sure how to play it other than putting my head down and working the best I can, and trying to build working relationships with other people in the office. Dysfunction is everywhere, I guess.

I would love to do real-time updates of the insanity that goes on at my job. I might start a Horrible Bosses twitter.

My Annoying Coworker is 12 years old. I walked into a meeting between her and two other coworkers, and she was blowing huge bubbles (and popping them loudly, of course) and the other coworker was chomping and smacking her gum with great enthusiasm. It was good that I only had to be there for a minute, or I might have lost my sanity right there. My office is right next to Annoying Coworker’s, and after she went back to her office, she kept cracking her gum so loudly that I could hear it even with my door closed. Meetings with these people are like sitting in the middle of a field full of cattle, but much less pleasant. A few days ago my supervisor called me on the phone and she was smacking her gum so loudly I had to pull the phone away from my ear several times. I’m totally in favor of outlawing gum.