Now, coworkers, I know you’re all nice people, and I like you a lot. I also know how wrong it is to judge people. But if you don’t wash your hands after using the toilet, you bet I’m going to goddamn judge you.
The Renovation or Remodel of the building I work in just keeps getting bigger and bigger-- so far no exterior walls have been touched, nor do I expect any to be. But interior shelving I thought was darn close to permanent was being moved today to one or more temporary locations. Sometimes noisily.
On the plus side, while it’s a PITA to get in the store at 4 a.m., there were enough of us needing to do so to make it no big deal and will be less scary next time-- if there is a next time.
Hanging price tags for 8 hours starting at either midnight or 4 a. m. is toooo long.
Was having a stressful day, so dropped by the desk where the candy is. 
Found my coworker trying to read tiny writing on fuzzy pdf document displayed on her computer monitor - using a magnifying glass.
Eh, I keep a pair of 2x reading glasses at my desk. I sometimes have to screen share with people to see what they’re doing, and it helps a lot. I also have problems with really tiny print. Even if I only use the $3* pair of glasses once a month, it’s better to have them than not have them.
- Well, 3 pack for $10.
Squirrel AGM asked the IT guys what’s the latest they’ve ever stayed on a system refresh. “2 p.m.” they said. They beat that today.
I really hope the main IT guy finally got some sleep. He was starting to get loopy when I left. I could not do a job like that. If I don’t get enough sleep, people around me start losing limbs.
I can get where that makes sense if you have to see the entire screen - but she was trying to read a specific bit that occupied maybe 5% of the page - that’s when you press the “Zoom in” button in my world.
I still haven’t got my first one. First anniversary was April 8, review meeting with my manager was on the 10th, and boss not only has not contributed his portion yet, five months and several reminders later, but also managed to lose the copy that had manager’s portion handwritten on it.
Yeah, definitely toxic.
Ron Swanson is real and works in Colorado.
So, I’ve been trying to obtain a non-resident license for our company and, due to reciprocity issues, it’s much more complicated than it needs to be. (Basically, if my state submitted certain data to certain national databases, Colorado could pull the info and we’d be set, but… they don’t). I’ve talked with the companies who run the databases as well as my home state’s licensing organization. Everyone involved agrees that there has to be some workaround because surely we can’t be the first company that’s wanted to do this, but nobody has a clue as to the proper procedure.
When I reached out to Ron’s department, instead of providing email addresses, they had one of those web-forms where you type in your email message on the page and then click “submit.” I eventually received a response that is best described as “copy & pasted” and then tells me to go to the website for more information… the same website that I had to access in order to submit my questions.
Luckily, the response included Ron’s email address, so I replied to it, inserting statements from all the other parties stating that the typical methods don’t work in this instance and that there needs to be some alternative way to obtain the license. A week goes by and I don’t hear a thing, so I try and call with my question. I’m told that Ron is the only person who can answer it, and so I’m forwarded to his number. I leave a voicemail with my number and describe the situation. Two days go by and I don’t receive anything back, so I forward my earlier email back to him, asking if there is any information. Still no reply.
I call again and when I speak with someone in the department, I’m told that they can forward my call to his extension, but he doesn’t like to discuss things on the phone. That’d be fine if he actually responded to my emails!
Procedures and manuals are a great thing.
When they exist, damnit!
Apparently the veterans in this company think that a bunch of screenshots with no text is adequate documentation. That’s also what the customers send, since it’s what they’ve been taught. Even when I recognize the screens in question, there is nothing to indicate what is being edited, which flags are important, or whether the moon is in Capricorn for that matter (not that this particular piece of data should be relevant, but you never know what will be).
Co-worker who has been busy setting up her own little kingdom of tasks that allegedly take up all of her time and require her to not do the everyday business of our department has finally been called out by our leadership on it, after months and months of complaints by not just me.
And she’s pissed.
My Yocto-Violin factory just can’t keep up with the demand.
Dear very sweet, very nice coworker who sits in the cube next to me. Please, for the love of Og, try not to talk so loud! Every first word of her sentences are earsplittingly loud and sharp then she gradually gets softer the longer she talks. She’s chatty and a loud talker anyway, but it didn’t bother me when she was 3 cubes away. Now she is next door. It’s like a sharp object being shoved in my ear holes. Unfortunatly it’s one of those vocal habits that probably can’t be stopped. Lucky for me she is moving upstairs in the next month or so and I can go back to my nice, quiet little world. At least the coworker who likes to talk isn’t loud, just boring.
I work for a very large consulting company. As billable hours = revenue, we’re encouraged to work as many billable hours as possible.
Last year I worked 100% of possible hours. That is, I did enough overtime that it made up for all the vacation, holidays, and sick leave. Plus I did proposal work.
For my pains, I got:
- a very nastily-worded robo-generated email the week I worked on the proposal, for not billing more client hours (apparently 30 hours client and 30 hours proposal doesn’t count).
- A very good performance rating
- A raise
3a) The first one in three years
3b) totalling less than a hundred dollars a month - and no annual bonus.
Yes, my income is LESS than the previous year’s, despite doing very good things for the company.
Ok, everyone’s in the same boat and there are non-payroll financial reasons to stick it out.
The straw that broke the camel’s back was today. A snarky robo-email from someone very high up, noting that I’d been billing less than full-time hours lately and I needed to work with my management to make sure I could bill full-time.
OK, I admit, my work percentage has dropped - from 110% to only 101%, and last week I only billed 2 work days (plus a bit of overtime).
Of course, that’s because I took 3 days of vacation.
This is, apparently, no longer permissible.
Could someone please go dig up Abe Lincoln for me, and let him know he’s needed?
Oh FFS, 5 p.m. on a Friday afternoon is NOT a good time for my mouse to completely crap out on me.
Oh boy do I have a gripe.
I’ve been working here for five years. I moved all the way across the country to work on this project. I took a bit of a paycut in doing so, but since then I’ve gotten raises and went up above where I’d been before. We shipped the game (Elder Scrolls Online), and while not a huge hit, it is still doing respectably (and I actually enjoy playing it). I was the first of my team hired, and I assembled both my team and the toolchain.
And then on Wednesday I got laid off. No warning. We found out in the morning that there were going to be layoffs, but I figured I was completely safe. Seriously, when my boss tapped me on the shoulder, I literally said, “You’re kidding.”
So now I’m frantically looking for work. We bought a house just a year-and-a-half ago. My wife has a good job that she enjoys. And odds are, when I get a new job, it’s going to be in some other state.
On the plus side, I’m finding myself to be very much in demand. In two days, I’ve had five phone interviews and been contacted by three recruiters. One of the jobs is actually just a mile or so away from my old office, and I’m perfect for it- so that’s the one I’m looking forward to… but I’ll have to take a paycut for that one if I get offered. I’ll be back down to where I was five years ago- but hey, at least I won’t have to sell the house.
And tomorrow I’m going to an ex-coworker’s picnic. Most of my friends will be there… and one guy who probably had a lot to do with my name being selected for the layoff. I can see this being stressful.
So prepare a special botulism-laced sandwich just for him. Picnics are notorious for giving food poisoning to attendees, so nothing will be suspected.
Just tap him on the shoulder and tell him you need to have a word with him.
Fus-Ro-Dah
Or maybe Yol-Toor-Shul if you’re not feeling particularly charitable.
Have some real fun: Ven-Gaar-Nos
Cyclones are more fun than unrelenting force when you need to make a point.
My Annoying Coworker is now playing bagpipe music (on her computer, not real bagpipes, thank goodness). :rolleyes: I think she tries to find new and creative ways to be annoying.
Thank you, Anaheim Public Works, for your valuable contribution to our facility’s productivity this morning. Four times between midnight and 3:00 a.m. your fussy circuit breaker momentarily pops open and knocks twenty various mail processing systems off line.
One guess as to who had the two systems that were the biggest pains in the ass to restart.
Note to person leading the meeting I attended this morning:
Boss and some members of her team were at the meeting. It would have been nice to be called “you” rather than “them” once or twice. (Meeting was for people at Boss’s level, people at a higher level than her, and members of Boss’s team. It was annoying to always be one of “them”).
Also, you may have encountered customers who are highly excited about the coming changes. I have not. I get the sceptical and critical ones.
And attending this meeting did nothing to build my excitement-- rather, high sales like you are hoping for? Make me want to run away screaming. It’s past time I polished up my resume.