I love how no one in my office can be on time for a meeting. My current meeting is now 20 minutes late (and we’re still waiting on a key person to show up), and I scheduled it so I would have 30 minutes in between this meeting and my next meeting, which is on the other side of town so I need time to get there. So this meeting is going to run late and I won’t have enough time between meetings, and I’m just tired of this crap. We had a 20-minute meeting one time that was supposed to be an hour, but everyone showed up late and I was running the meeting and I had to leave after an hour, so we had a very short meeting. I don’t know why people can’t just get there on time. :mad:
Oh, yeah, most of these meetings are in the same building. It’s not even a very large building.
The CEO of a very large oil and gas equipment manufacturer had this problem ( late arrivals to meetings). He took to locking the door to the meeting room 5 minutes before the start of the meeting , product line presidents were left standing looking very sheepish in the corridors and decisions were made in their areas without them. Didn’t take long for that whole problem to be resolved and it rolled downhill through the organization pretty fast.
I’m sorry, flatlined, I can’t help giggling about this. But I’m feeling poorly enough today that I’m going to burn a sick day at work tonight, so that can also be my excuse for the apparent inconsiderateness.
Maybe you need some kind of “wonderfulness-filtering” technique. Try making at least one of your questions be: “Who has the authority to make decisions about the retention of physical files?”
And get a Cthulhu fish sticker to put on some surface in your office on interview days.
We are hiring a new Director. Four people within the organization applied for the position. I know this because our HR manager said who they were. Then we had an update on the process with this line in it.
“As a professional courtesy, all internal applicants will be invited for a first round interview.”
Which everyone interpreted as “None of you are qualified but we’re wasting our time anyway.”
This week we received another update with this tidbit.
"The Search Committee conducted screening interviews on November 5 and agreed on three finalists, none of whom are current staff members. "
One of my co-workers is like a damn golden retriever puppy. Before I even sat down he was all over me about our team’s upcomign Christmas lunch and it’s gonna be catered and I gotta write down a restaurant I’d want on a Post-It and we’ll draw and OMG!!1!1!
Dude, I haven’t even clocked in yet, and once I do, I have fires to put out. He’s acting like this is the most important thing to happen in the entire office this entire week, and you know what? For him, it is. Then he went around to everyone’s desk to tell them individually. Then he replied-all to a Secret Santa thread letting everyone know this new development in holiday-themed festivities and we all need to write the name of a restaurant on a Post-it note so the manager can draw and OMG!!! Then he started going around to everyone’s desk ASKING if they got his email, and did they write down a restaurant yet so we can draw?
“GoddamnGoldenRetrieverPuppy, if you clicked reply-all on that email then everyone got it.”
“Well, I’m never sure, if I reply-all to an email, if it will go to everybody.” :smack:
I think I like you
ETA: I forgot my rant.
It is apparently impossible to get decisions on upcoming work made until the last possible second. So much for having off this weekend.
The Help Desk doesn’t have someone who knows my parts of the Big Blue Monster, so when a call comes for those, I get them.
Today I’m working from home so I can assist a dude who’s 5 timezones ahead of me and who needs to do something he does about twice a month. He’s got manuals and they’re good, I know it because a.- I wrote them and b.- my actual clients have been able to do those same tasks for the first time ever following those manuals without more trouble than “I clicked the wrong button, what do I do?”. But no, he has to have someone holding his hand. I scheduled him for Friday and told him so on Tuesday, with ccs to Help Desk, my boss, their boss…
“D U haf time 4 me now?”
“No, I’m in meetings all day. I’ll have time for you on Friday.”
“Oh, u dont hav time now?”
No, dude, all those rectangles for meetings on my calendar? Christmas decorations. Three times yesterday, four on Wednesday. Dude’s as sticky as a three year old; he’s also one of those people who like to go to voice (he doesn’t understand my aksent, I don’t understand his, so why the fuck does he want to go to voice) and if I agree to go to voice, then he wants to go to video. What for? Is having a little image of his bald spot on a corner of the computer supposed to help me? Is having a little image of me in a sweatshirt and ladybug earmuffs (this apartment is damn cold) supposed to help him?
Our systems have been down all day - it’s now after 1 PM local. Wait, let me re-phrase that: every single web-based portal our ginormous corporation has is temporarily but thoroughly kaput. None of our clients, both internal and external, can log in, or make payments, or do any of the things that our various portals normally do that they pay us for. Instead, they get a big scary-looking warning message about security settings and certificates and some of the less tech-savvy ones immediately start thinking their bank account has been hacked or Santa will see their porn sites or something. Not to mention incurring late fees because they can’t pay, and umpteen myriad other problems.
We have security certificates for our websites. Dozens, probably hundreds of 'em, in fact. And they rolled out a single sign-on for aaaa-haaaa-HAAAAAAAALLLLLL our sites last year *** so there is now only one username to bind them all and THAT is the security certificate that expired this morning. Wanna know the sad part? That certificate expires every two years. I found out that this exact same debacle has happened every two years for the past ten years. Like the fact that we have security certificates for our websites is some secret like who kissed whom in the breakroom.
*** The same week that the late Other Shoe died. The single sign-on rollout was and still is a Very Big Deal in our company, and so the whole thing is interlocked in my mind in a very raw, painful way.
I have to tell you, the image you have created of the Golden Retriever Puppy all bouncy excited about the holidays is the best thing that happened to me this week. I remember once having the capacity for joy …
My boss’s boss sent out an invitation to a holiday party / going away party for the two other people who are leaving the department.
Yeah, two other people; I’m leaving, too.
Sigh. I do not know what I did to inspire such a distain and determination to publicly humiliate me (please free to explain, Boss; I’m pretty sure you post here, and I know you’ll recognize the situation), and, frankly, do not care. Now that you are shot of me, there is no reason to be this petty.
(Bolding mine) Any chance you have answered your own question? I’m not familiar enough with your posts to know the answer, but might your manager not have recognized you and found your posts, um, undesirable?
FNMT is the branch of the Spanish Government which handles “secure documents”: the name stands for “National Coin, Stamps and Watermarks Factory”. In order to be able to file my taxes via internet, I can use a chipped ID (which I don’t wanna do, because it requires carrying the reader around) or an electronic certificate.
Getting an email reminder that your certificate will expire in three months and you can renew it already, going to FNMT’s webpage and getting a message that their certificate isn’t trustworthy? I don’t know if that’s ironic but it sure is rolleyey.
That would be even worse, wouldn’t it? Tormenting an employee for suspected suspect anonymous posts on a message board?
But no, a friend would have to go through pretty much of all of my posts to glean enough information to identify me, I think, and I don’t believe that a co-worker could.
Now it’s just kind of looking up at the sky, going “dum-de-dum-dum.”
Hmmmm. Can you set a Tamagotchi to need a feeding right before the meeting is supposed to start? So maybe they would get used to feeding the Tamagotchi, then going to the meeting. Or I could just hit my coworkers over the head with the Tamagotchi when they’re late for meetings.
I like that idea. It’s too bad I’m not in charge.
I ended up not going to that meeting because the key person was mixed up on the time and came an hour late. So that’s not as bad as showing up for meetings late all the time. I hate it because I need to schedule other meetings and it’s really hard when all of the other meetings are running late because apparently I’m the only person who can show up on time.
Another little story about my supervisor: I asked for a few days off around a holiday. I told her I wanted to take off from Date A to Date B, and she got very, very confused because two of those days were holidays. I very nearly broke her brain that time. :rolleyes: I think it took about ten minutes for her to understand which days I wanted to take off.
Then we had an update on the process with this line in it.
and THAT is the security certificate that expired this morning. Wanna know the sad part? That certificate expires every two years. I found out that this exact same debacle has happened every two years for the past ten years. Like the fact that we have security certificates for our websites is some secret like who kissed whom in the breakroom.