I’ll grant you “workplace griping” since it sounds like it was caused by repetitive job duties. 
Nope, I wish that was the case. The coworker in question admitted that he lets certain customers slide on certain house policies. I asked him how I was supposed to know which customers got special treatment, but he didn’t have an answer to that.
Just advise him that any customers qualifying for special treatment must have a star tattooed on their foreheads so that there will be no misunderstandings in the future.
Y’all need this
Related rant
I belong to a support group that communicates via a mailing list format. There is a website that is used for people to subscribe …and unsubscribe…to the list. The instructions for unsubscribing are listed at the bottom of each e-mail.
The list is very active and has about 1000 active members. On average there are maybe 50 list mails each day.
Due to the nature of the list ( cancer support ) sometimes members die. They are sometimes on shared e-mail accounts with family members.
So, we get an e-mail posted to the group that says …please take me off this list. We can’t do that, it must be done yourself or by a list administrator and there currently isn’t anyone with administrator status that is active.
So about 1000 people e-mail this jerk with instructions on how to unsubscribe. The problem is the guy doesn’t read or even open any of the e-mails …even when the subject line says WE CAN"T REMOVE YOU FROM THE LIST HERE IS HOW TO DO IT YOURSELF. He replies individually to EVERY single e-mail posted to the list or directly to him with a “please take me off the list”, replied to all. and then to make matters worse he started getting nasty about it.
After about 2 weeks someone finally roused someone with adminstrator status to do a clean-up but that really pissed me off.
Me: I’m sorry, that photo is too small to work for our template, which requires pictures at least WxH pixels. Do you have any others?
Client: No, that’s the only one I have. Can you crop it to make it fit?
:dubious:
I … just told you it’s too small, and you counter by asking me to shave more off of it? The fuck?
Wait, did I miss something? Sattua went off at page 21 to have a baby.
What news?
Details, details! Better, pictures, pictures!
See here.
They told me it was camera ready! It’s camera-ready! :rolleyes:
Two, count 'em, two rants:
**1.) **I’m sure I’ve stated this here before, but Lotus Notes, you are fucking terrible. Seriously, this thing has “features” so horribly designed that they should be nailed to the head of every graduate of any CS program in the nation with the words appended “don’t fucking do this, ever.” Two of my favorites:
(a) Anytime a calendar alert goes off, the Notes window steals focus. This means that if you were typing when it happened, it’s entirely possible that you’ll either snooze or dismiss the alarm accidentally. If you weren’t watching your monitor at the time, it may take you a while to figure out that whatever you were typing didn’t end up in the application it was supposed to, either.
(b) When Notes crashes, 99.99% of the time, it’s going to require you to restart your computer to open it again. This is because Notes “helpfully” attempts to restore what it was doing when you closed it. Even if it was force-terminated because it was frozen or throwing errors. So when you re-launch the application, all you get is the splash screen, and the application never loads. You have to reboot to clear this previous session and get it to start up again normally.
**2.) **I can’t stand people who don’t understand (or understand but don’t respect) the unspoken rules about not putting coworkers in the uncomfortable position of having to say no to something you should never have asked.
So … we’re having the LMNOP problem. Again. And you know what? Neither co-worker or I are gonna say jack fucking shit, and just work around it. Trust me: I can re-create the problem over and over and over like a well-trained pony for any superduperimportant higher-ups (because I’ve been having LMNOP over and over and over all afternoon!) but:
- manager (also referred to as supervisor, above, because I’m a doink - same person in this story) has had the Day From Hell today and is already frustrated, short on time, and running on her last nerve. No way in hell am I gonna get on said last nerve
and - fat lot of good it did to say anything last time.
Besides, IT is doing some major rollout overnight into Saturday morning, so who knows? LMNOP might have fixed itself by Monday morning. Or … we’ll have HIJKLMNOPQRSTUV problem. Wheeee!
Attention weekend: get here, fast. And you better be good. Like, full of rainbows and sprinkles and kittens who poop lollipops and fart *more *rainbows good.
Dear Social Woker,
Please don’t scribble on my form 3.
When you do that, it makes it invalid and I have to do it again.
Dear Boss
When I agreed to do the 6pm-12midnight shift I didn’t realise that tonight there would be a fucking Orange Parade complete with pipe and drum bands marching up and down the road outside the Out of Hours centre for 2 of the 6 hours. My head is pounding. The delightful drive home through the police blocks, Tangis and recreational rioting was fun too. A warning would have been nice.
More about tonight’s fun sectarian frolics.
Seriously- was a head’s up out of the question?
[ol]
[li]Tell 30-40 employees they’re laid off for a few weeks.[/li][li]Lay them off for 4 months.[/li][li]Call them all back and tell them they’re coming back, but have to pay anywhere from $60-$250 to be re-licensed.[/li][li]One month later, still have no idea when they’re actually going to be able to get to go back to work.[/li][/ol]
:mad:
MyFootsZZZ, purplehorseshoe has a very good idea. I’d suggest that you start an “In My Humble Opinion” thread to ask about suggestions for a low stress, no people involved job. As purplehorseshoe has said, we do try to help.
Warehouse work can be very low stress. I do whine a lot, but honestly, my days are mostly spent alone. You seem to be good with physical labor, so tossing boxes around with nobody looking over your shoulder might be a good thing.
Heck, if I am ever able to fire SG, I’d like someone as responsible as you to come in and shred.
So, the blowjobs are off the table then, eh?
I’m glad I’m not the only one who keeps reading this as “workplace gripping”.
Congratulations 
Fired with a shotful of salt in their asses is more or less what they deserved, from what you said about them…
Not a rant but bad coworker related.
A long, long time ago, I had a project where at one point I was feeling very sick (the boss’ fault, but I don’t want to bore you - suffice it to say, making people stay until 3:30am doing nothing is not good, specially if they come in at 8am), so sick that I decided to leave and go rest. I mean, it’s kind of hard to work with a computer when the letters are trying to do a conga across the screen. Coke’stache tells me “if you leave, don’t come back!” I say “ok”, go back to my monitor and, thanking my typing teacher, send a quitting letter. While I’m sitting in my car trying to get my cellphone into focus so I can call a cab, I get a call for a job interview. This was on a Friday.
Monday I come in, dude is telling me that I can’t go, his boss (whom I hadn’t met) has come up for a meeting and tries to threaten me into staying, I tell them very politely to straighten working conditions or fuck off, they end up saying “ok, you’re not quitting: we’re firing you!” Uh? 
I got the right to unemployment benefits, if the other thing doesn’t work out? Cool! In this job I was working for the Quality department.
April 2010, I join a proyect and the dude working for Quality (I’m working for Maintenance) is - cokehead’s boss. Dude’s what we call “a ghost” in Spain: lots of noise, nothing inside. Between the things he doesn’t want to tell (he takes “knowledge is power” to heart) and the ones he doesn’t know, I didn’t hear him provide any actual information in about 7 months. Eventually he leaves. I wasn’t among the people saying “good riddance to bad garbage”, but that’s cos at work I try to remember I got taught manners at school.
Last Thursday, I discovered he’s at my current job. I’m working for Processes and Costing (yeah, I’m on the dark side - and the cookies got chocolate!), he’s not anywhere near my chain of command but my job impinges directly on him and basically consists of making sure that the people he’s working for get all the information they need. I do think I’m going to polish my halo now…
Why would you assume that? It’s not the blowjobs I mind, it’s the degradation.
Under, usually. It’s more subtle that way.