Workplace griping, anyone?

I work for a company with a much older and politically opposite group of people from me, which can be difficult at times. When our Intranet posted an article about how our company received an award from some group for offering married insurance rates to SSM couples they had to lock the comments because it descended into something reminiscent of the BBQ Pit.

With Ohio recognizing SSMs from other states insurance will be offered for more people and there was a similar announcement, and they actually locked the comments ahead of time. I don’t know if the fact that they thought to do that is good, or if the fact that they need to do that is bad.

Cognoscant, it sounds like your boss is going to be having an expiration date - that one meeting might not be enough to do it, but the Big Boss had to have noticed.

Both.

It doesn’t matter who is right, it doesn’t matter who is competent. Shit rolls downhill. Having to wake up everyday and work for money is great.

Our company was recently purchased by another company. We all got the following message (part) yesterday…

“Telework
Telework is not permitted as a policy. However, **** recognizes the need for occasional work
flexibility given the global nature of our business. You should have a discussion with your manager
when you have a specific need for flexibility around your work schedule.”

Nearly everyone in our company telecommutes at times. Some of us have formal arrangements
in our HR file allowing this. The note above was the first anyone, including our managers, had heard of it. The beginning of the email also said that these were ‘now in effect’. How the hell are 3000+ people supposed to change their entire life schedule in a day?

Not only that, I work with people all over the globe. Do they expect that for meetings with India, I’m going to drive to the office in the middle of the night to attend a phone meeting?

I can’t sleep. I can’t stop thinking about this. I feel like a bird in a cage just repeatedly throwing myself against the bars. Hardly helpful. I really hope the screaming will be loud enough to get through to TPTB.

I am just going to have to say, every Tuesday and Thursday, that I have “a specific need for flexibility”. My managers have already approved it.

This #@*(#& sucks.

You do have a specific need for flexibility: middle of the night calls with India is the kind of thing that the immense majority of companies consider a specific need for flexibility, including many where telecommuting is generally considered “not an option”.

I’ve worked in upwards of 20 companies and there was only one where management had its head so far up their collective ass that telecommuting was absolutely forbidden. As you can imagine, it wasn’t the only thing with absurd policies; some were physically impossible.

This company has not communicated with us (other than sending out decrees) and has provided no means to communicate. So we’re going to have to just wait and see.

I feel like a child again. My stomach keeps flipping over from anxiety and I haven’t had to deal with this crap for a while. I’ve been here 10 years now, and have done 2 days a week from home since I started. It’s 108 miles a day commute. sigh

My current boss said nothing changes for now and she’s looking into the details. Here’s to hoping this will be allowed when the dust settles. All three of my bosses (old, current, new) have no issues with my telecommute so maybe it’ll be ok. Guess it now depends on how they want to handle it.

If he had tried that around here, someone would have walked out of the meeting with a Klingon promotion.

Too long with too many technical details to go into here, but the tl;dr version is that we have 6 weeks to complete a 6 month project or we’re out around a million dollars in licensing fees. I privately IM’d my group during the conference where this jewell was dropped on us that we need that we need to create a project to track time on. Code name BOHICA.

Client: “I know we told you we didn’t need the database for a few weeks but now we really want it by Monday of next week.”

We drop everything and make their validation priority #1.

<Two days later>
Client: “We want to fundamentally and drastically alter the following forms.”
Us: “In the middle of an intensive validation with changes that invalidate a good 3/4ths of what we’ve done so far?”
Client: “Why, does this affect the project timeline?”

I will be picking up [del]a[/del] two bottles of wine this evening.

Been working at a temp job at a place I love. My management wants to hire me. Very badly. The position was finally approved by their management (after years). The position was posted on the intranet. I applied. My management accepted me and put together my offer. They sent it up through the approval chain again. And then their management un-approved it again. Looks like I have to find yet another job as this one can’t keep me on after a certain period of time as a temp. I’m just so sick and tired. And I really, really love this job. I HATE THIS!

Oh, I feel for you. I’ve been in so many hotels with understaffed front desks and I feel so bad for the poor person that is just swamped with check-ins and other requests. It gets me really annoyed at the management.

My favorite story about one of those times.

There was one woman handling the front desk and ALL the phones at a busy hotel that was swamped with arriving convention guests. One of the guest was the CEO of the company I was working for at the time. This CEO, Walter Johnsmithdoe, was a VIP at this convention and was hosting a lot of the convention events.

This was in the days before cell phones and portable electronics.

He checked in at the front desk but someone hit a wrong key and accidently checked him out an hour later. One of his managers tried to call him and was told that he was not a guest in the hotel, that he had checked in but checked out an hour later.

We were puzzled and very concerned as we had no good answer as to why this staid Mormon executive would bail from the hotel right after he checked in without telling anyone. We figured something horrible must have happened to a family member. Meanwhile, other managers were trying to call Walter and got the same story. The woman at the front desk probably received 20 calls for him in the span of an hour and told everyone that called that he had checked out.

Walter Johnsmithdoe was in his room ( which fortunately had not be reassigned to another guest ) and oblivious to all the confusion. At one point he stepped out for some air.

One the way back in he stopped at the front desk and , still unaware of the brouhaha regarding his whereabouts, said " I’m Walter Johnsmithdoe from Room 666. Do you have any messages for me?"

The poor desk clerk burst into tears.

I needed that laugh. Thank you.

That really, really sucks. One of the ironies of my work life - I’ve been a temp for, I dunno - 17 years now, I think, and it has been a constant in my life that every job I want to stay at can’t keep me for one reason or another. Most jobs that I hate with a bitter passion start making plans to hire me permanently the first day I work there. There seems to be some kind of shitty Murphy’s Law for temping that you are also experiencing - my sincere sympathies.

Memo to supervisor, D: I like you as a person and you’re generally a decent boss, but can we PLEASE arrange a bit more coverage on Saturday evenings? As in, about the busiest day/time of the week in our store?

Background: I work in a thrift store which doubles as a job training/experience program run by my church (although one does not have to be a member of said church to obtain placement there), and one thing that happens a lot are what’s called “business partnerships”, where the program pays wages for a trial period for an employee at a real-world employer, which frequently results in the employee being kept at said RWE. This happened with a good co-worker, E, recently, and while I’m happy for him, it does leave those he’s in the process of leaving behind a little short-handed.

I arrive at work for my closing shift and find that between 4pm and close, I’m IT in my section and a neighboring, overlapping section has three people, two of whom are very new and the other not much more experienced. Oh boy. Just to add to the joy, I’m basically acting lead over both sections from 1:30 onward when our official lead, L, has left for the day (she worked opening shift, as did one assistant lead, while the other had the day off for school).

OK, I’ve still got some useful people up until 4, let’s see how much we can handle in that time. I’m also stuck with F (see prior rants) who was pulling the usual “let’s be impossible to find when needed” bit. D had left early, apparently still ill (he’d called out at least one day this week). Grandboss K is around. L very kindly gave K a heads-up on F’s propensity for mouthing off to women in any sort of authority position over him. Still gotta address the constant disappearances he pulls, though.

Things are churning along OK until just after I get back from an absurdly early lunch from 3:30-4 (had to take it while someone else who could handle a particular sub-area was still present). K captures me en route to the sales floor after clocking back in. I ALSO need to be a backup cashier. K apparently saw a bit of deer-in-the-headlights, based on the “don’t worry, it’ll work out fine” pep talk I got while acquiring and counting a cash drawer.

Somehow, everything did work out. I had the two newest from neighboring/overlapping section (the two sections do swap people around and help each other when needed) taking turns helping in my usual area, and both M and C proved to be good learners and very useful. I’m delighted with them, and told both quite honestly I wouldn’t have been able to handle that shift without them. Worst problem that did arise was the customer I rang up who left a bag of paid-for merchandise behind. Front-end supervisor had me write an explanatory note and attach it to the bag. He’s confident we’ll hear from the customer on Monday :).

Hoping I don’t have too many gripes coming in from opening shift Monday about conditions in our area, since the people who were there were doing the best we could on housekeeping around various customer service needs.

REALLY hoping the next schedule, due to arrive ca. Thursday or early Friday, has better coverage for the Saturday close shift.

Scheduling issues! Don’t you love them!

I get in this morning to find out that I’m working my second six-day week in a row this week. Not only that, my hours are totally fubared due to one person wanting to take off this weekend.

As I’ve mentioned before, I work in a hotel. If you live in the US you might have noticed that this coming weekend is Memorial Day Weekend, one of the busiest tourist events of the year. Yet Squirrel AGM, He Who Makes the Schedule and Fears Conflict, has allowed Daisy, our laziest and stupidest desk clerk, to take off that whole weekend and screwed the rest of us over. We could really use double coverage Friday-Sunday on both daytime shifts. Yet we are not getting that because Daisy wants to go somewhere.

Other places I’ve worked would have put this weekend on blackout, meaning you cannot request off for anything less than death or dismemberment. When I saw my schedule this morning, I seriously considered inflicting both on both Daisy and Squirrel.

And I can’t help but feeling that this is in part punishment for me and New Girl switching shifts last Saturday. Every time I request a schedule change or a day off I end up with a fucked up schedule the next week. I can’t prove any vindictiveness, but I know what I’m seeing and my vision is consistent.

I know I’ve said I’m looking for a new job, but I’m so goddamned tired at the end of the day and on the weekends lately (because constant six-day weeks) I haven’t been able to muster up the energy to do so. I’m about to channel this rage into energy. I’m about to get evil too. There are a couple of other people that are about to walk out, including the new girl.

Oh, and that new person They promised they were going to hire a month ago? Has not materialized, as suspected.

Spaz, is the only redeeming thing in this clusterfrack overtime?

I’m good at alibis, and my bookshelves offer ample useful reference material. :slight_smile:

Any chance Daisy creates more work than she accomplishes?

ETA: What would it take for you to rise to a decision-making level in the organization? You know, making the schedules, preventing the other facilities from poaching your new hires, that sort of thing…

Some of my student workers have been jousting with step stools and cardboard tubes! I know they are young. I know it’s slow and dull right now with not that much shelving to do, but for the love of all that’s holy why did they dream up this form of entertainment (okay I know why, they were bored, the step stools have little wheels, and they had these long cardboard tubes)? And how could these high school graduates with presumably the ability to master college level courses (every one of them is at least a junior) possibly think this was a good idea to do at work? The really sad part is I think they (higher up the food chain than me) is going to make one of the assistants supervise the shelvers from now on so that they don’t play jousting games anymore.

Who the hell still makes wheeled step stools that will roll when someone is standing on them? Your institution is seriously overdue for a visit from OSHA.

Also, REAL cardboard tube jousting is done on rolling desk chairs.

ETA: Or, in a more grown-up work environment, with forklifts.

We are a state institution. We still have microfiche, but that’s the subject for another workplace grip.