That is ridiculous. I don’t understand why people think it’s okay to abuse their employees and why it’s accepted at any workplace. Work is stressful enough without people deliberately creating more stress for no good reason. They do pay the price in less productivity and less loyalty. It sounds like you’re in a similar situation to me–I want to find another job, but there are reasons (location, for one) why it benefits me to stay at this one. So I have to suck it up and deal with it, and I’m trying to reduce the stress to myself and not take things so hard.
Monday is not starting off well. It turns out my supervisor is out for the next two days (she didn’t mention this to me, even though it’s maybe a little bit important). If she’s out of the office, there are certain things that need to go through our department director. She’s out of the office too. :mad:
Holy mother of all that’s holy and bright, I’ve been on this call for over an hour and a half with no sign of an ending. I’m thirsty but out of water, the mug of water I’ve consumed is initiating an entirely different biological need, I told New Guy that I’d call him like an hour ago, and the call itself - while seemingly interminable - is crucial. Except that my brain has pretty much been taken over with gottapeegottapeesothirstybutstillgottapeegottapeewaitwhat’dyousayomggottapee.
Tell your callee that the battery on your phone is dying and you need to change handsets. Then go get a cordless, and continue the call from the restroom.
Also, pull out your cell,and send an explanatory text to New Guy.
Prediction: none of these suggestions will be useful.
I had a couple of interesting conversations with supervisors today. Turns out, I am not the only one concerned. Shocker, right? Guy acts crazy, people notice. I found out yesterday that someone else, before I started, actually transferred out of our department due to his behavior. I don’t know what action may be initiated, but at least I have made my concerns clear.
And purple? I really hope your call is over now
Thank you for the concern - I will keep you posted . I worry a bit about his reaction if he gets reprimanded, but this weirdness cannot continue.
There’s a conference room about 50 feet behind me, and some people are in it having a long discussion.
The chief speaker enunciates the letter “S” with a distinct whistle. I don’t think he has dentures or anything, he just whistles. I can’t hear any of the low conversation, but I can sure hear the whistly S.
It’s so shrill and squeaky that it sounds like basketball shoes chirping on a court.
Three of us supposed to be doing a task on my team, processing forms.
Made a point of collecting numbers a couple of months ago and presented them to my boss, showing that I was doing 2/3rd of those forms. For a couple of months thereafter, the two slackers picked up the pace and between them, were doing maybe 50-55%.
Last week I was swamped to the point of exhaustion. Went home just dead beat down tired at the end of the week. Ended up cancelling my social plans for Saturday to rest.
So do ya think those two were actually processing those forms while I was busy? Oh hell no. They were just piling up. Made a complaint to my boss about it on Thursday and he verbally kicked them both in the ass to get cracking. Hell, he even yelled (!) at a fourth member of our team who doesn’t processes the forms, demanding that she start pitching in. (I ended up apologizing to her - it was never part of her assigned duties.)
This week there was still a pile of forms from last week. I started picking at them, noticed that neither of those two were touching any of them, not even the new ones that were coming in, and had to raise a fuss about it a second time. One of them basically rolled his eyes and said “yeah, yeah, I’ll get to them”. OH? WHEN?
So I’m kinda done lifting a finger to work on those forms for a couple of days. Fuck 'em.
Well, there goes my job. We knew there were layoffs coming, but I’m the only one in my group that can instantly take the place of any other. I’m also the only one who knows how to do three different things at this company. We all thought I’d be last to go, not first. I’ve been here 10 years now, so I haven’t interviewed for a while.
See, a new company bought our company. The new CEO is only interested in making the stock prices to get his bonuses. He’s razing the company as he goes. There will soon, I believe, be nothing left worth saving and he’ll be gone with his cash.
I know it’s “just business” and all, but turning 5000 people’s lives on their heads so a handful of people can make a butt-load of money seems wrong to me.
Anyone looking for a slightly-used Technical Writer/Trainer/Documentation Manager?
The only consolation I had for an asshole who did that sort of thing to a very important niche company I worked for was that the fucker died of cancer about 2-3years after finally being forced out by the board he stacked with his own cronies.
Yup, really got to enjoy all those hard stolen millions, didn’t you, you piece of crap.
Of course, better yet was watching (while he was still alive) the new CEO have to publicly apologize to customers and investors for the shithead having gutted the company’s R&D and firing all the competent sales staff to fill that area with more of his cronies. Specifically noting “lack of people skills in those appointed by previous CEO”.
Forced out by your own hand picked people.
Who then publicly apologize for your evil and incompetence.
Our building’s cleaning staff has apparently started using a new bathroom cleaning product, one that reeks like ultra-cheap perfume, catches at the back of your throat and makes you gag. Really, I’d rather have unalloyed bathroom smells in place of this shit. Perhaps it’s a new scheme to get people to spend less time in the bathroom (not that this has been a problem). You can even smell it in the hallway just walking by the bathroom.
I know, first world problems. It’s just that at my age I can’t hold my breath long enough to take a leak.
Sigh. OK, I admit the smell isn’t bad enough to fall back on this plan B. In fact it seemed to be slowly de-toxifying itself through the course of the day. I figured out that it’s probably new urinal thingies and they get weaker on exposure to air and pee. The question now is going to be how often they have to change them or put new ones in.
Last week I was on vacation. Came home Saturday, checked my schedule online, discovered I was expected back at 4 am on Monday.
This did not please me, but it didn’t shock me either.
And at least I had Sunday off!
Boss checked in with me on Wed-- can she keep scheduling me for the obnoxiously early shifts? I said yes. At least in my imagination, obnoxiously early shifts beat a large number of late evening shifts. We’ll see how it works in practice.
She also, didn’t apologize, but did indicate that she felt bad about not checking with me before scheduling the first one, but, since I was on vacation . . . I assured her that calling me on vacation might not have been effective-- spent time out of cell phone range.
Also, Remodels and Renovations suck. They just do.
We’re presently at 95% or more of the store in it’s new configuration, except for the exciting surprise new department, and our signage hasn’t caught up yet.
I’m ok with listening to a certain amount of grumbling about this, while trying to be cheerful and helpful whenever possible.
But people who tell me the store’s layout never made sense from day 1-- five years ago? Them, I have no sympathy for.
Also, I hate broken glass. I cut my pinky finger on Tuesday while handling broken glass. And last night I found a tiny splinter in the sole of my foot, an itty bitty bit of broken glass.
Apparently when I was younger I had the false illusion that when I grew up and entered the adult world I would leave the idiots and fools in high school. Ouch. Reality hurts.
In the past few weeks in the office I have had harsh encounters with global warming deniers, someone who claims HAARP is controlling the weather (or shot down the space shuttle), an Agenda 21 spook/hoaxer/whatever you want to call them, and an anti-vaxer today. I thanked them for reminding me to get my shot.
It would be one thing if they had some science to back up their opinions. Alas.
When I asked how HAARP controlled the weather they said, “Radio waves have lots of energy.”
[Cricket chirps]
Me: “OK . . . and . . ?”
Crazy coworker: “They use that energy to control the weather.”
I need a new job.
Minor self-pitting for being an enabler all these years of other peoples’ stupidity, lack of training, lack of attention to their jobs, or general laziness. Now that I’m close to retirement, I’m realizing how many times I have stepped in and fixed things or dug out information that was not really my job to do. I never shared the “not my job” attitude before, I figured we were all in the same boat and we all should pull together. Only now all those things are going to devolve back onto the people who should be doing that work. I only hope they know how.
I’m annoyed. I’m very tired of having to do other people’s jobs for them. I requested something simple that needs to be done this morning, and of course it’s not done. I had to call and request the same thing again, and it’s still probably not going to be done in time. :mad:
My supervisor has a knack for taking crappy situations and making them worse. Also she likes to schedule things over lunch time, and I don’t get comp time, so I really do need to take a break for lunch. It would be nice to have something to eat, too.
Why in the fuck do I always manage to land an office mate who thinks that typing requires hitting the keyboard with the same amount of force that one might use to drive a fence post?
I’m afraid I’m guilty of this. My excuse is that I learned to type on a manual typewriter that required hitting the keyboard with the same amount of force that one might use to drive a fence post.
