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But they were doughnuts of darkness. Evil damned doughnuts, tainted by the spawn of darkness.... Which could obviously only be redeemed by passing through the fiery inferno of my digestive tract.
~Jim Butcher
My supervisor has been a real a-hole lately. He's supposed to be at work five nights a week like the rest of us, but he frequently abuses his authority and comes in hours late, leaves early, or doesn't come in at all. When he doesn't come in, that often results in us being left with a two-person team, which not only breaches our company's agreement with the company we do business with, it makes our already laborious job ten times harder and smacks us with blatant disrespect.
The other night I and another showed up on time, only to find that no one else was there. I text the super and ask him who's supposed to be there; us two plus one other guy, he says. I tell him the other guy isn't there, and instead of coming in himself to cover he just ignores our texts and phone calls, leaving us high and dry. Then last night he himself was scheduled to be there; he texts us right as we're supposed to start, claiming he'd only fell asleep an hour ago and would be coming in two hours late. Two hours pass by, he doesn't show; then after five and a half hours tells us he's not coming at all and wants us to lie to the manager who inspects our work for him. How nice, he screws us over and then asks us to lie for him. Well, we didn't, and we would have gotten busted if we had anyway. Not only did he skip out on his own crew, he also told the managers of the store to keep their team out of a whole section because he was going to wax the floors. Obviously that didn't happen.
I'm not the sort of person who will try to sabotage someone's job, but I kind of hope this asshat gets fired and I can take his place. He makes five bucks an hour more than we do but he sure as hell doesn't deserve it, I do for busting my butt as much as I do for that company. So do several of my co-workers for that matter.
Thank god I've got the next two nights off.
Children love and want to be loved and they very much prefer the joy of accomplishment to the triumph of hateful failure. Do not mistake a child for his symptom.
-Erik Erikson
Also: I thought Minnesotans were supposed to be good at winter driving. If you're going 40 on the freeway when it's sunny, get off the damn road!:frustrated:
Make that one night off. My boss (not my supervisor but my boss, who knows what's been going on) texted me yesterday asking if I wanted to come in. I said no, I only had one night off last week. Now he's forcing me to come in tonight, because the idiot super didn't get his tasks finished when he was supposed to and they need the whole damn crew there. He's letting me have Saturday off instead, but still...GRRRRRR. Working graveyard shifts makes it hard enough to balance sleep with having a life, and this BS isn't helping.
Isn't it possible to induce labor with some vigorous intercourse?
Children love and want to be loved and they very much prefer the joy of accomplishment to the triumph of hateful failure. Do not mistake a child for his symptom.
-Erik Erikson
The sheer number of times my dad has walked in on my "me time" is annoying. No matter how many times I say to knock. He doesn't seem to be uncomfortable about it despite me obviously not liking it.
They moaned and squealed, and pressed their snouts to the earth. We are sorry, we are sorry.
Sorry you were caught, I said. Sorry that you thought I was weak, but you were wrong.
-Madeline Miller, Circe
The sheer number of times my dad has walked in on my "me time" is annoying. No matter how many times I say to knock. He doesn't seem to be uncomfortable about it despite me obviously not liking it.
Entirely gutter related to clarify. I don't even bother closing the laptop anymore. He just asks whatever he needs to, or gives me whatever it is, looks at the porn then leaves.
They moaned and squealed, and pressed their snouts to the earth. We are sorry, we are sorry.
Sorry you were caught, I said. Sorry that you thought I was weak, but you were wrong.
-Madeline Miller, Circe
Entirely gutter related to clarify. I don't even bother closing the laptop anymore. He just asks whatever he needs to, or gives me whatever it is, looks at the porn then leaves.
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