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April 30, 2004

>> Porn monger a.k.a. Ultimate Porno WarriorRant ]
Anonymous has found easily a hall of fame fool of the workplace...

"The company that I work for is never lacking in "interesting" people and stories about them. A co-worker in my department sits in a cube a couple doors down from me. Its been nearly 2 years working with him and his daily habits have become very obvious to me as well to those that I enjoy talking to, day in and day out. Walking past his cubicle you hear him tense up and click away from whatever window was in focus. Now, his computer monitor faces the entrance to his cube so if you look over you can pretty much see what he's seeing. After noticing this behavior I tried sneaking up and testing his reaction. What did I find? STRAIGHT UP, HARD CORE PORNO. Sometimes I like to sneak up and, all of a sudden, make a bunch of noise like stamping my feet. He would stiffen up as his instinct tells him to clickity click, click away from his current screen filled with hot young beuties spreading for you and what not...

Now this guy looks like your representative ultra-geek. He has a scary obsession with trains, statistically he is in the "very obese American" category and his nerves are made of pudding. Kind of an awkward conversationalist and the housing to a severe case of Napoleon complex.

One day he had left the office in a hurry for some appointment that he was late for, I passed by his cube when he was gone. What I saw sitting there on his monitor washed away any doubt in my mind that this guy was porn monger numero uno. Before I turned off his monitor and sent him a warning message I took the opportunity to show some of my compatriots in office space hijinks. We had a good laugh browsing through his history in Internet Explorer. Some were grossed out, some realized all of their hypothese were no longer fiction.

Being the awesome IT administrator that I am, I paid the incident no mind and let him come to me if he had any questions or concerns. The next day, not a word out of him... Just awkward bump-ins at the water cooler, not a single word. I was hoping I'd get a little something more. I wanted an entertaining story to tell. A bit disappointed, I went on with my day.

The next day our general manager and the departments he managed had scheduled a dinner. Our protagonist in this story had an appointment and was unable to attend. To make a long story short, when we came back we decided to dig around in his history and found that his office antics had not ceased and sitting there, was freshly visited porno goods for his viewing pleasure. (Ughhh, disturbing visuals of him....)I thought my warning would stir in him some guilt but I guess not. The moral of this story: The internet makes you stupid. Go get a fucking tan and if you need to look at porno on the web, do it from the sanctum of your own home to spare our disgust and not make yourself look like a total sicko loser. Thanks for reading."
01:05 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 29, 2004

>> Time to learn, time to F OFFBoss ]
WhyGodWhy has a story that involves many varieties of fools in one story...

"I work at a fast food chain which is supposed to be one of the best to work for. The first store i worked for was wonderful, great people, managers were nice, the whole nine yards. Then i moved across town and transfered to one of the other stores of the same chain. I figured it's closer to the house so i might as well. (Please put on your 3-D rant goggles) Well, the first day was fine. Second day, cool as well. Third day however, was a complete load of horseshit. The stinky steamy kind, not the week old stuff. First, i have to introduce the cast... 1. the Head Manager, nice lady, no problem there...yet. 2. the Asst. Manager, the one who takes her job too seriously. 3. The Asst. Manager's Sister Who is Also an Asst. Manager, the lazy fat bitch who whines all the time. 4. The Loud Mouth Drive Thru Operator, constantly bitches about having to work so long, even though her shift is only 3 hours. 5. The Skanky Back Window Slut, when she's not on Meth she's on everyone's nerves. 6. The Sweet Sandwich Maker, very nice girl, deserves a better job. 7. The Gay Grillman, gets paid to watch General Hospital. Right, now that we have that out of the way, here's my problem with the situation. I work lunch rush at the front counter, taking orders and money and stuff. Easy job, right? Not when you have #2 and #3 behind you taking orders from people in the back of the line and not waiting for you to even get the money from the customer you're currently waiting on. Not only that, but #3, the stupid gash, will take the order, then not get it. When i have to leave the counter to get the damned order she took, guess what... GET BACK UP FRONT! YOU HAVE CUSTOMERS! So, here i sit with at LEAST 20 people in line, when i'm the only guy taking orders, getting the orders ready, and getting all the little extra condiments every asshole has to have special ordered. I can deal with that, work never hurt anyone. Which is why i get so pissed off when that lip flapping cunt, #4 yells at me to get her goddamned ice for her, or fill her frosty machine. Yes, massah, right away massah, you lazy slit. I continue my day, waiting on people who literally throw their money at me cuz they have to wait 15 minutes in line, even though they see i'm the only jerkoff working in the whole joint. Then the nasty skank, #5, comes traipsing up with a shit eating grin on her face. "I'm going on breeeeaaaakkk." She says in the most sadisticly gleeful tone. Lord forbid they actually give me a break before the bitch who just stands at a window and takes money all day long... Then, as soon as 1:30 hits, i might as well stop taking orders completely, because General Hospital is on and the flamebroiled grillman is back in the back smoking his little cigarette fretting over which slut is sleeping with which plastic faced bastard. The whole time, #1 is holed up back in the office just trying to get her 8 hours in so she can go home. THEN, oh yeah, there's more... THEN there's the part time fat little red headed sarcastic blubber bag. Yesterday, she actually whined for me to give a guy, whom she was closer to, the fries that she held in her very own chubby non working hands. Good thing my last day is monday, or there'd be national news soon..."
01:02 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 28, 2004

>> Who's the bigger jerk?Rant ]
Not guilty finds that fools are in abundance... not your fault by the way...

"I was on a business trip with my boss, who has always been very friendly with me. He knows I'm married and he's also married, so I never thought too much about it. We were staying at the same hotel, along with several others from our company and my boss managed to get me alone several times after our daily meetings and group dinners, each time hitting on me. I refused his passes and quickly removed myself from each situation, more and more annoyed that he was making me so uncomfortable and clearly not comprehending my complete lack of interest. The weekend ended with my integrity intact and I told my story to a coworker and friend. His response? "It's your fault." Apparently, said coworker believed that if my jerk of a boss would bother to hit on me more than once, then I was somehow to blame. How many ways are there to say no, asshole?!"
01:17 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 27, 2004

>> Breaking up is hard to doFools ]
Daley works with this fool who just can't seem to grasp the answer... NO!

"This guy I work with is such a brat.

During the first 10 weeks of his employment, all he would discuss was his imminent breakup with his girlfriend (they broke up about 3 weeks into the job) That's fine for a few shifts, a few days, but not 7 damn weeks. He was constantly asking how he could get back with her. He always wanted to know if I or another female co-worker had any insight. He decided to buy her a ring, even though she basically said she didn't want to be more than friends (can you say 'stalker'?). When she rejected him again, he was not just hurt, he was visibly livid, looking like he would jump up and beat someone any second! He started coming to work drunk, and spouting off all kinds of denigrating comments about women. Even now that they're back together, he still has serious issues with women, and even though he's all cutesy on the phone with her, he hangs up and makes the same rude comments. Now, here's the thing... when he comes in, there are only 2 other guys, and they leave at the end of their shift, leaving a group of women to deal with the bullshit. Common sense would tell any guy that when you are around your boys, that's almost okay, since often guys will agree with a few statements. When you have a couple other guys to back you up, you may be able to get away with it around a couple of women, and we'll either suck it up or complain. This guy sits near a group of 6 women and talks about how all women are the same and no good, etc., etc. We do mention that he's over the top with his comments, and he quiets down, but not without muttering about how all 'women stick together' and other such nonsense (which may not be nonsense, but makes no sense in this context).

I agree with the First Amendment and all that, but before there was that, there was a such thing as common decency, or even common sense. Is it wrong to ask him to be quiet about stuff like that? I don't want to report him just for that, but it's starting to wear VERY thin. Borders on offensive language. Even harrassment at times, especially since he's been asked to stop.

But really, if he were a decent co-worker, it would be less of an issue. He runs on two speeds - goofy and annoying - and he never seems to want to do any work of his own. He outright steals work from other people's agendas, and complains that he has too much. He spends the first hour and a half logged in making personal phone calls, and last night (we work overnight) he left for about a half hour - to go to the supermarket!! WTF!?!? I would fire him myself if I could!"
01:08 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 26, 2004

>> Keep him away from sharp objectsFools ]
Retail-o-phobe should leave a little scare for you all... about a hapless stock boy turning foolish surgeon...

"Some years ago, I worked part-time selling clothes in a conservative men's retail clothing chain. One of my co-workers, who we'll refer to as Joe, just couldn't seem to get the knack of folding and pinning the shirts onto those cardboard holders -- he kept stabbing himself with the pins.

Every couple of minutes, he'd go "ow!" and suck on his ingured finger. And the same thing would happen with the tagging gun, which had a sharp needle at the business end. Eventually Joe had stabbed himself so many times taht the manager had to get him to do something that didn't involve any pointy objects.

Long after I left that job, I ran into Joe on the campus of the university where we were students. He told me he was training to become a surgeon.

I fear for his patients."
01:04 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 25, 2004

>> What is more importantBoss ]
Anonymous writes in the classic dilemna of when a fool just doesn't see you but sees other fools...

"my job is the worst in the world - my boss has A.D.D. He is very inconsistent and tells me that I dont have common sense on a regular basis - he is always toooo busy to talk to me or to verify information regarding our projects. Every call that comes into this place is for him and he never has any time for anything. He likes to yell and scream and curse. . . this morning I had a question about a particular project and he cursed me out of his office. Then his accounting guy (young idiot who plays internet games all day long) asks him about buying cubs tickets this morning - they had a 30 minute conversation about which ones to get and what months, which seats - they are now sitting together, calling the ticket ordering hotline - they keep calling over and over again because the line is busy - what is more important? The cubs game or the work? And he says that I am the one with no common sense."
01:12 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 24, 2004

>> Admin from hellRant ]
Disgusted Corporate Wife writes in from an interesting perspective as the housewife of someone who works with this major fool...

"My husband's administrative specialist is a fool, and since I have to step in and help him get some tasks completed, I work with her vicariously. The company is a billion dollar frozen food business, and it is almost impossible to get rid of bad hires because of other incompet fools (HR and legal teams). She was here already when he transferred to this area, so at least he is not blaming himself for hiring her. "Jane" complained that she could not do PowerPoint presentations because the version my husband had on his computer was not compatable with hers and she could not get his data to merge with hers. Yeah right! Well, in the spirit of fairness, he ordered her a brand new computer with all updated Microsoft Office software, and she still finds excuses. She cannot even enter numbers into an Excel spreadsheet that shows weekly progress because "I did not know you could add positive and negative numbers together" and he then had to write protect the fields because she kept deleting the formulas. No brainpower is required for this whatsoever, you just look at a printed report and enter the numbers into the cooresponding fields. She spent almost 3 straight months on the phone supposedly planning the regional banquet (actually, she was on the phone bitching to other admins about how hard the company is making it for her), and always had excuses why she could not do this or that task. She was asked to order supplies for the office, and my hubby even wrote down the codes for everything they needed - all she had to do was call the office supply company and give them the information. A 5-minute task, one would think. "Dave" had to leave the office for the afternoon, and when he came back, the ordering form was on his desk with a note telling him she did not have time to order the supplies. I suppose she was too busy on the phone yapping to her husband/sister/other admins to be able to do that. She gripes if one splatter of coffee is on the counter in the lunch room, yet is not required to clean it. Soft drinks are purchased by "Dave" with his purchasing card and are left in the refrigerator for use by his employees when they have meetings. She took it upon herself to type up a nasty-gram and tape it on the fridge that the drinks were 50-cents a piece. SHE did not pay for them, he did!!! She used her energy typing that sign up, yet blandly stares at you when you ask her to do something. I have had to make hotel reservations for corporate VIPs, type up meeting agendas and minutes, format spreadsheets and presentations, create and print name tags for meetings, and various other menial tasks that this waste of air should be doing. She complains all the time that she has been with the company for 10 years and has never had a raise, and when it is pointed out to her that you have to actually work to deserve a raise she gets mad. Another manager she worked for a few years ago had a large meeting with over 300 people to plan. "Jane" was given the responsibility of finding a suitable venue, getting catering for the event, and all of the names for who "JD" wanted to use were handed to her...she did not have to locate anyone, just set the event up. Again, she could not get it done, so "JD's" wife "Nicole" stepped in and did all the legwork. At the meeting, the regional VP was thanking everyone who made the sucessful meeting possible, and he called her name and she stood up to thunderous applause - never once did she give "Nicole" credit for anything, or even thank her privately. The HR department has made it so difficult to even suspend her for insubordination, let alone fire her because they are so scared of being sued. I feel so bad for my husband and will do anything to make his job easier, but I am so disgusted at the mediocrity that is allowed at his office."
01:16 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 23, 2004

>> DeleteBoss ]
chick writes in reminding you to not get pushed around and if you do... push back... also helps if there is a lawyer in the family...

"Last year I moved to a new city and had to quickly find a job. So, of course I went with a staffing agency and got a job that was low-paying but enough for a stepping stone. Little did I know that it was hell (or some twisted psychological experience) in disguise.

My boss in a company of five people, including him, was beyond words. I was the office manager and in charge of everything and everyone, yet somehow did not get paid as a manager because, according to him, I "didn't really manage anyone." Really? So the other three people in the office were just figments of my imagination? I was the accountant, shipping and receiving, editor (yeah look at the typos here - calm down I'm ranting), writer, marketing, payroll, ap/ar, web designer, finance (reports and I even did most of the work for the business' freaking taxes) along with being the office manager. But, no, I was just administrative staff - most idiots I know would take twice the time for one of those jobs that I took for all of them.

Anyway, he would also have me do personal-bitch work; crap like call to get his laptop fixed - because the label was peeling off and ooh he didn't like that - but then when I scheduled the service call, he would take it from the office so they couldn't work on it! This is after being reminded twenty times previously - he seriously lived about five minutes away but wouldn't even bring it in when I called him at home because the technician was there. Instead, I had to call back to schedule another service call, for which I had to wait a minimum of an hour on hold each time. Ooh, and I got to call France all the time - even though I don't speak fluent French - to have his freaking sculptures delivered and then returned that he bought at auctions. Hello, I was not his personal assistant! But the best part was that he would tell me to do one thing and then yell at me for doing that instead of something else. He actually yelled at me one time for not reading his mind - he literally used those words. And any time I did something that he didn't approve of (and in this I include the minutia of how I set up my calendar or delete words in documents - I shouldn't press down ctrl+backspace because then I erase whole words at a time, what is that?) he would say that fifth graders were smarter than that.

This all came completely as a shock to me - I'm used to getting praised for doing the work of two or three people at positions and for being organized, etc. Instead, I do a job perfectly and he has to find something to critciize - even if it's my freaking personal files.

And it's not like any of the other people who worked there were any better. Also, this girl worked for him doing economics reports who sat at her desk all day staring at her split ends and then complained that she had to work until 11 pm because she didn't do any work. And then she had the nerve to say that her job was so difficult that no one else could understand it because we were just "administrative staff." Huh, and the boss was the one who did all the calculations anyway, she just plugged in numbers - for a while, but then started making the admin assistant do it for her. The great part about that is that this chick got $100 bonuses for every report that she did, but did any of that get passed on to the admin assistant when she did it? I think you know the answer.

His personal secretary was constantly trying to get out of her own work - having the admin do it (she was already doing all of the work of his "junior economist") or trying to foist it off on me. I'm sorry, I already had my time full of work, and she *never* offered to help me with anything, nor was she ever available when I asked. Instead she would foist off her work, and when we (the admin and I) would do these "favors" for her, she would then act like they were our permanent duties!

Anyway, so one Friday (payday) after I made sure that my direct deposit had gone through, I deposited my resignation letter on my desk and walked out. It made me feel so much better - though I had butterflies in my stomach all day, thinking that he would stalk me. Apparently I was right, because he kept calling my cell phone number. He had (as I learned from the girl who previously had my position and trained the new girl - notice all his employees were women) asked one of his former girlfriends to fill in once I left, and she called me and left a message on my cell phone saying that I had broken the law by deleting my emails when I left - I never signed an internet/email usage agreement and he was the one stupid enough not to have them backed up on the ISP or server or whatever (I know there was an option for that because i was also the default IT/IS person for most problems - hmmm I didn't get to charge $80/hour like the consultant did who did *exactly* what I did with that). He then called me later and threatened to turn me into the police and said he hoped I went to jail because of that and because I didn't give notice. I didn't know that not giving notice was a misdemeanor/felony, whatever.

Anyway, he's not bugging me anymore due to a well-placed letter from my fiance's father (lawyer) when I left (last May - a long time ago, but it feels like yesterday I'm still so steamed about it). And I have a much better job now - with just the normal foibles of a workplace and not the hellish ones."
01:07 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 22, 2004

>> The Egotist and the Insecure, a marriage made in hellBoss ]
Anonymous finds that a site managed by fools takes two years to launch...

"After a very successful 7 year dot com career in New York City I moved back home to tend to a family matter. I was feeling pretty good financially but I have a small child and it seemed prudent to find work. I went to work for a small, family owned handbell company that was about to launch an ecommerce web site and they needed someone to manage it. It was a small shop, only one developer and the pay was a tiny fraction of my NY salary but that was ok.

My first clue to impending disaster should have been that almost everyone who worked there was a woman (except the owner and a warehouse employee). Being a woman I at first thought this reflected nicely on this man and his company. I later realized that each of these women were afflicted in some way they were totally dependant on, and terrified of, the owner. And for good reason, I worked there two weeks and he fired someone everyday. He seemed to like it this way, any one with an opinion was OUT.

After a week of "orientation" I started to work with my sole developer. She looked like a 1980's rocker but she seemed nice enough at first. That first day she informed me that the site was ready for launch. I wanted to QA it first to make sure we caught any last minute bugs.

BUGS? More like giant rats! The shopping cart did not work, queries weren't working, pages were blank etc etc etc. Plus they never even tested it in Netscape (needless to say, more problems there.)

Of course, the delay was blamed on me. The owner was prone to saying things like "if you had not stopped the launch we have an e-commerce site now." Ummm... no you wouldn't because it DID NOT WORK. Was I speaking in another language? Why didn't he understand?

He goes on to inform me, later that week, that he is a genius, "the smartest man you will ever know" (hardly!). He had a plan for the web site and he would share pieces of it with me, (remember I was the web site manger), as he felt like it.

My developer meanwhile was going on about her runaway child hood and the things she had to do to get by. But everything was great now that she had her dream job. She sure would hate for anything to get in the way of her dream job.

On Friday, the end of my second week with the company and my first week working with the web site, my developer had her three month review with the owner. She came back and we talked pleasantly about what we should do next week.

Then there he was, the big burly, sweaty, beard covered owner. Looming over my desk like the grim reaper. I had never been fired before but I had a feeling that was what was about to happen.

It seems my developer did not like me. I did not gel with her. And I was too critical of her work. I embarrassed her by delaying the launch. Uh... what? Basically, he said it boiled down to this "We don't have room for your big city ideas here". Big city ideas! - yes-sir-re that is what the man said. I guess a working shopping cart for an ecommerce site is kinda radical, if you are an idiot!

He told me my check was cut and ready for me and that I could FINISH OUT THE DAY and leave at 5:30! I told him he was making a big mistake, grabbed my purse and left. On my way out I asked my developer why she did not tell me any of this but she just shrugged.

This was fall 2002, the site eventually made it out January 2004. I later discovered that 23 folks preceded me and 15 were fired from the site after me. Employment agencies would not even take his calls any more. The insecure developer is still there however, nervously working her "dream job"."
01:10 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 21, 2004

>> I Hate My JobRant ]
ihatemyjob writes in a tale with perhaps a little bright spot in it long term... but til then... the fools at that office continue to reign their terror...

"It takes an act of supreme effort just to get myself to come to the office anymore. I get a knot in my stomach in the morning, and sometimes am in tears on the way to work. Why? First, my manager. My boss leaves for hours at a time in the middle of the day, usually running personal errands, and when he does grace us with his presence, he makes an art of not doing a thing. He dumps everything he can on me, and when he does get backed into a corner and has to make a decision about something, he tells one person one thing and another person another thing. He basically tells everyone what they want to hear to avoid conflict, and leaves the ensuing chaos to everyone else to sort out. Or, he will say he will do something about a problem and nothing is ever done. When the problem festers and explodes, he is conveniently never here when the sh*t hits the fan. No, can't go above him with this problem, because he and the big boss are buddies and go to lunch together every day. My boss acts interested and involved when the big boss comes around, but as soon as he is gone, the facade is over and we are again stuck holding the buck while our manager does nothing or physically disappears. This guy is a "nice guy" to your face, but will stick a knife in your back or gossip about you in a minute. So, there is no support, in fact, it is a CYA environment. You are really on your own to survive here.

Everyone else in the office has refined passing the buck and dodging phone calls to a fine art. I get voice mails dumped in my mailbox, emails, notes, with problems to sort out and handle, from people who very well could and should have handled it themselves. When I am off sick, nobody picks up the slack. I was off for six weeks with surgery, and when I came back, it all was left for me, even though people were supposedly designated to "cover" for me. It took 3 months to catch up, and they did not care that I was still recovering physically from major surgery! But, again, no sense going to the boss, he will just agree with me and never, ever follow up with action. He is one of the ones who kept papers on his desk while I was gone and then put them in my in bin when I returned. I feel sorry for the people who needed the materials on the orders and waited over a month while it sat on his desk. Oh, and did I mention that he does not pass along information that I need to know and that people ask him to pass along to me? And, if I do go to him with an issue, his face turns bright red and he gets irritated and snaps out an answer. I feel about one inch tall afterward, and always vow to never go to him again with anything, but then something arises that I have to approach him about.

Then there is my work area. I have no walls and everyone congregates here and has loud discussions while I am on the phone. They grab stuff off of my desk, rummage through my desk drawers, stare at my computer screen and listen in on my conversations. If I try to stand up for myself, they act like I am being a witch. I have no privacy or a moment of peace. My phone never stops ringing, usually with customer demands and coworkers snapping out orders. The girl next to me, who does the same job, broke down in tears with it all the other day. Today she is off sick. Wonder why... this job makes you sick! I often go to the rest room or fax machine just to get away, but when I return, there is almost always a voice mail with another task to do or crisis to handle. It is overwhelming.

Why do I stay? In today's job market, I am not finding any jobs available for which I would qualify that pay the same. I am taking courses at night to move to a better career, but that will take years. Until then, I feel trapped by the need for a salary and benefits, in this job where all I seem to be is a dumping ground.

Well, better end this. People are hovering around and probably trying to see what I'm typing over my shoulder."
01:18 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 20, 2004

>> 'Temp' Means Just ThatWork ]
Virus With Shoes shares the dangers of trying to be courteous and take a phone call not in front of fools to hear every word you have to say...

"Interesting, I just found this site and skimming through it brought to mind my brief foray into temping that further cemented what I already knew, that I can't work in an office/corporate atmosphere.

This job was data entry at a medical billing place. I quickly discovered why they needed so many temps: the full-time employees seemed to all be bloated soccer moms who did more yakking than working. The floor shook whenever they got up and walked, probably to get more snacks from downstairs. It sounded like a chicken coop in there. Thankfully one of my 'perks' was to be allowed to listen to headphones while I work, otherwise I would've stuck pencils in my ears, business end first.

One other 'perk,' casual dress day, was eliminated after some client apparently didn't like seeing people wear comfortable clothes like shorts in July.

How did I lose this lovely job? Well, I was homeless at the time and looking for a place to live, so I checked my voicemail on my breaks. Unlike most of today's population, I prefer to have private phone conversations on my cell phone, so I ducked into an empty office.

Later some woman approached me and asked what I was doing 'snooping' around the building earlier. I explained what I was doing, and when she didn't say anything more, I turned back to my work.

My next voicemail was from my girlfriend (I was staying with her while I looked for a new place), saying the temp company had called and said that 'I would not be needed tomorrow.'

Because I didn't kiss this woman's ass properly, I was fired. Lovely."
01:13 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 19, 2004

>> Only the government...Fools ]
redfroggy finds a relic of a fool working for the government...

"I could go on for days about the idiot that I work with. In the prviate sector, she would have been canned in the first week. She is neurotic to say the least. She is handicapped, 67 years old, lives with a bunch of dogs, and was hired to do a physical and clerical like job.

So, in this day and age, anybody should know how to basically get on a computer, or know how too. She had to be taught how to turn it on, how to use the mouse (she started waving it around in the air) and was told to play solitaire to learn how to use the mouse. Six months later, she is still playing solitaire.

Meanwhile, I do all the letter writing, sending, filing, bookkeeping, scanning,faxing,of public records. I maintain thousands of files and keep them up to date. This along with data entry, field work, and everything else. This old bitch had to be explained the PH scale seven times.We even downloaded diagrams.(we need it for field work) That is elementary school stuff. We get constant complaints from clients and coworkers from all the offices, and the old cow gets a 4k raise when we have had a pay and hiring freeze for 3 years now.

This is one of the many endless stories. It is almost fascinating that she still works here, even at a government facility.

Like I said, anybody worth their salt can turn on a computer, or at least figure it out. We are going to field computers in three months. This ought to be interesting.Anyways, we were having a demonstration by the higher-ups on the program. When the overhead slideshow began, the login screen came on requesting the password to begin: She asked, "Who is Logan?"

I am not kidding.

Since she did not understand what the presentation was even about, she left the meeting. Then at the end of the meeting she came back and proceeded to ask the higher-ups if we were getting raises this year.

These events are daily occurances. Thanks for my rant!"
01:03 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 18, 2004

>> My boss is a f*@#g foolWork ]
rxkitty sadly writes in telling us about trying to do things the right way but with fools in her path...

"I work in a critical care pharmacy that is located in a pediatric hospital. I work all sorts of wierd hours- but that is another issue for another rant session.

My job in the morning is to deliver bags if IV fluids to the ICUs and sign in narcotic drips. Well the different ICUs each have their own preference on where i should place the bags of IV fluid. Some prefer the counter and others prefer the med rooms. I have been doing this for about 4 years so i pretty much know who wants what and where.

Well, our Pediatric ICU wants the bags hung up on hooks in their med room. Up until recently I thought all of my coworkers were doing this. I was wrong. I have been the only one to go in there, hang up each bag and check out what is expired or discontinued ,ect.. everyone else just leaves the bags on the counter and leaves.

I told one of the girls i was working with that I found this situation appalling. The others were just being lazy. She ran to the boss who then decided (and this is what pisses me off) that because no one else hung up the bags, I shoudn't either. It just wouldn't be consistant. So I suggested that i take the bags directly to the bedside of patients. Once again a big fat "NO". No pat on the bag for doing a good job or for trying to set a good example- just a "don't do it because no one else does it." Now I could see him saying this if I was doing something kid of dangerous but hello- I was trying to do something helpful for the nursing staff who by the way were very happy with the way I was doing things.

Well, my friend "E" and I had been doing things our way for a while and have decided f*&^% that! We are still doing our own thing. I am taking the IVs right to the bed sides and talking to the nurses to figure out what they need and what they want discontued. Sure it takes me an extra 5 min. But I have not and will not tell my boss.

Heaven forbid that i should get caught going above and beyond."
01:17 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 17, 2004

>> Its never good enoughRant ]
Viator needs to vent and understandably so when you got a fool above you while trying to do work...

"So...a project begins. I begin working on it, sending files and such to my superiors by email. I receive no response. I leave them voice mails to make sure they are aware that I am, in fact, sending them lots of material. I am used to being ignored so I assumed the lack of response meant my work was being used.

Ah, till this Monday. I am called in to the office of the director of my department. My superior, a consultant, had decided only that day to look at anything I had sent her. She then spent half the day screaming at my director because she "couldn't get her arms around" my work (despite an index to all of them I had sent just the previous day), there "were too many files and emails to sort out" (READ YOUR EMAILS BEFORE THE PROJECT DEADLINE YOU DAFT CUNT), and one excel sheet was two pages wide (IT IS CALLED "HIDE COLUMN"; SUICIDE ALSO HELPS).

She of course neglected to mention that she had not called me once, thereby giving my director the impression that I had sat on my hands while she helplessly implored me for better work for two weeks."
01:10 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 16, 2004

>> This place is full of the dumbest people on earth. It is the hub of stupidity.Work ]
Accounting_Wench writes in a story that reminds me alot about the fantastic BBC Show "The Office" its like like the TV version of "Office Space" but I digress...

"I get so upset with my job.

After finding out I have a bleeding ulcer at the age of 25 and several small stress related problems, I am thinking I may need a new career.

I am an accountant and also a human resource manager. I wear many hats here, and I have been here for about four years. In my position, my old boss never let me hire, fire, or write someone up. The company sends me out of town to a meeting where they tell me if I don't do these things when they need to be done, I will lose my job. Well, I try to inform my boss that there is a lot riding on my shoulders. The company policies are my commandments. In fear of the companies usual 'walking in and firing' managers, I comply by them to my best abilities. Of course, my boss was a candy ass and let everyone do what they wanted. They wouldn't come in, they would steal, they would blatantly do things and he would just sit there. Let me tell you something, when things start coming back on me, I make it known to my boss that these are how things need to be handled and this is the procedure. No, I don't enjoy following procedures, but in this job, I have no choice. They audit us often, look at every single thing they can. Well, we argued, fought, everything and he still didn't listen to me. I got so upset, my time was devoted to other departments and hindered my own job. The managers of the other departments slacked off, and their work directly effects my work. I am the second in command here, and no, I am not on a power trip. I would like to be respected and listened to. That will never happen here. He never let me do the job the way I was meant to and tried to. I have busted my ass and that is why I am still here today. I have been told by my corporate and regional managers that I do a wonderful job and they want to keep me in the company. My boss and I did not get along for about two months. One day I was searching company news, when I found interesting information nobody here knew about, this place is for sale and they are pushing to get rid of it by the end of 2003. Well, I had just gotten back from my peppy three day meeting out of state, when I found this out. I walked into his office and I asked him why he didn't tell us. He seemed suprised and shocked and concerned. He had no idea it was for sale, what is he going to do?

Oh no.

Well, later that day in a staff meeting, he told us he was moving to another city within the company and would be gone in four days.

How convenient. He completely denied any knowledge of the sale, and told us the company just wanted to promote him. Actually, he went to a smaller more remote area, where he would at least take a $20,000 a year pay cut to move 500 miles away and leave his wife here to sell their 5 bedroom house alone. He is technically homeless now living in a hotel alone.

He lied to us. Maybe he had to, but I found out it was for sale and hell, I'm still here!

Everyone seemed to really dislike him after the scenerio. He really did a lot of things to anger me before he left. I didn't realize it at the time, but months previous he had just given up. Actually, when I was in my meeting out of town for work, I talked to my corporate boss who was very upset with the way things were going and wanted to help me as much as he could. Thinking at first his transfer out of here was because he sucked at managing this place, it was only because rats jump off the burning ship first.

I am so upset and angry with him. I have so much hostility towards him for holding me back, for not letting me do my job. He still calls me for anything. Like the other day he wants the number to his old bank here. Last week he wanted the number to the cable company. If he calls here for me, he will make them page me or get me from lunch so he can talk get me to do stuff for him. He gets angry if I don't return his calls right away, and if he sees my name on any corporate error lists (which they send out daily to everyone on mistakes you have made), he calls me up to ask me why? It's not his business anymore and I wish I could get the guts to tell him that.

Since he left, I was here by myself running the place with everyone as a team. I was the only manager here, but the staff impressed me so much. They pulled together and made it work. The new boss is lazy, not very smart, and only temporary, which means I still do most of everything. Soon, this place will have new owners who have no plans on keeping us here. Why am I still here? I don't know. I really don't. I am not so ill anymore and my stress has pretty much gone away. I got the "I don't give a damn" syndrome, and I am standing up for myself a little more. I just need to stop letting people walk over me all of the time. I don't know when that will change. Sometimes I think I am just an idiot for staying with this horrible place. And if you think this job isn't that bad, I haven't even begun to tell you about the problems we have had.

But this is the prelude, kind of going backwards in time......."
01:06 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 15, 2004

>> The Boss Just Ain't RightRant ]
Kraftee tells us about being caught between two fools...

"I have been with my company for two years now and have been through three bosses in the last 8 months. I am a materials manager and I'm in charge of ordering the components to make our products. Anyway, we have this one supplier whom I place weekly orders with, who did not ship the material that i asked. The next week they fail to do the same. Three weeks go by and they still fail to ship so I call and make an inquiry on why they are late. The ditzy rep then says that she has no idea and tells me she will call me back but never does. I then begin leaving message after message to try to get some attention to the matter. Well by now my plant is in need of the material so I go to my boss so he can help me deal with the noncompliance of the supplier. He screams and yells at the people and then he goes there and sits in their office just to piss them off. His attempt was not in vain because a day later we had material. The part that pisses me off is that he wrote me up for NOT BEING INTENSE. He said I shoulda yelled at them a long time ago and I shouldve went to their place of business and raised hell. What a DYCK!!!!"
01:05 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 14, 2004

>> I hate my bossBoss ]
Sarah shares her fantastic catch a fool idea...

"This bloke who is my boss is a really idiot i hate him every time i complete a big project he takes the praise for it and i then look like i don't do anything.

So to get him back i told him that i had run all the figure and estimates for the year ahead and was holding them in a folder in my hands and that i needed to go to the director and give them to him knowing full well he was just about to go to a meeting with him he said ill do it for you.

Again he took the credit before looking and he got into a lot of trouble when the director saw it was not the estimates but lots of blank and torn paper with curse words on it. he got a disciplinary for it and left shortly afterwards now i do his job!"
01:15 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 13, 2004

>> Great B'day gift from my BossBoss ]
Anonymous finds that fools in management don't exactly hand out gifts...

"This is a great way of not giving your employee a pay increase.

It was the day before my B'Day and just 2 days after my B'day I was suppose to get a review and hopefully a much needed pay increase.

Now starts the fun, out of the blues my boss calls me and tells me to come with him to the conference room. At first I thought that it was going to be an early B'day gift for me and I might get a pay increase sooner then expected.

He basically wrote me up and gave me a warning cause of one task was not done which is not critical at all and he told me he will not do the review cause this incident had happened.

The amazing part is that this task cause of which I got written up is not even my responsibility and was not even critical.

This was the best B'day gift I ever got from that company. In my almost 2 and half years of service with this company I have never been written up. And just when my review is due, I get written up. Amazing how upper management works."
01:03 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 12, 2004

>> Does this guy think I care?!?Fools ]
Just Letting Off Some Steam writes in doing just that letting loose on this fool who I think seems to exist at all workplaces in some shape or form...

"Okay there's this guy at work who thinks that the whole world revolves around him. All he does is b!tch and complain that his personal life sucks. Like this for example, he would swing by my desk and he would just start talking unbeknownst to him that I happen to be speaking to one of our client's. For some reason he would sit on my desk and make himself confortable. I sometimes would try to ignore him hoping he would go away. What really ticks me off is that he would move all the papers/documents on my desk then he would start playing with my personal property and for some reason it would either be chewed or broken. He has been missing a few days off work because he claims to have a "breakdown" during exam week. But for some reason he would be okay enough to go out and get drunk and tell some chick (that we work with) that he is madly in love with her and to "follow her heart". Then he goes and tells me the next day that she was all teary eyed when he told her and that he said she was "too good" for her. From what she tells me he was all over her that night and she was close to getting people to kick this guys ass. So anyway, things kinda settled down a bit after that. Now all he does is tell me how drunk he got last night or how hot this chick was or how many chicks he slept with. I hope that someday he gets thet hint that I DON'T CARE!!! NEVER HAD AND NEVER WILL!!! For some reason he thinks were good buddies or something. I hope this guy wins the lottery or something with that amount of money I think he'll be able to buy a clue!!"
01:09 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 11, 2004

>> Idiot EnglishmanFools ]
SUVgirl writes in a lovely rant about a coworker who is the gem of the fool bosses eye...

"I work for a very small company-15 employees-so it is really hard to escape the idiot I work with. I am an engineer, but unfortunately with the economy, am not working in my chosen field. The idiot I work with feels he has to treat everyone like they are stupid. He feels the need to explain everything in the minutest of detail. He painstakingly told the new receptionist how to fill out a UPS form. She wanted to smash his head into the wall. He is always harassing and intimidating the production staff. They all want to crush him in the nip rollers on our machine. He has a self-importance that is so annoying. Some people think he is charming because he has an English accent, but he's a moron. He is a manic-depressive. One day he is threatening to kill himself (believe me, we all wish he would), then the next day he's "he-he-ing" around the office because he thinks he has gotten a million dollar order. In my 18 months here, I have yet to see one substantial order from him. Then, when he gets a small one, it's as if he's just saved the company from financial ruin. To make matters worse, he is so far up the boss's ass, that when the boss opens his mouth, you see this guy sticking out. One day the boss asked him if he thought we should go to a trade show. His answer (this is not a lie, I have multiple witnesses) "My wish is to be the center of your will." I about hurled my lunch, turned around and walked out. He is a pompous, arrogant fool, who thinks he's smart, but he's a total idiot. The reason why he got this job is that he was fired from his last one, and just kept showing up for work here. He worked for free for four months. The boss was so impressed with his loyalty and commitment, that he put him on the payroll. Anytime anyone complains about him (nearly daily), the boss gets all teary eyed and starts on about how he worked for free for four months, and how much he loves him, blah, blah, blah. This idiot also tells everyone that he has a PhD, a.b.t. I finally found out what the abt stands for. ALL BUT THESIS. Excuse me, but isn't the thesis what the PhD is all about? He claims he ran out of money before he could turn it in. I call bull*$#@! There is more to that story. I could go on and on about this guy, but I doubt I could ever vent enough to get it all out of my system. The sad part is, I'm sure I've missed the best (meaning most annoying) stories about him to share with you. Please wish me luck. I am searching for a new job."
01:13 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 10, 2004

>> E-Mail KingRant ]
D in Boston writes in with a little advice for you fools before you write someone up... it becomes public domain...

"Ok well I work for this restaurant in Boston that is family owned. I recently had hours cut back from my schedule, which normally would not be so bad. However, the hours taken away were mostly from me and not from any of the other employees, and I have worked there for 6 years while others have only been there for maybe 2. So I went out and found myself another job to supplement the hours I needed to make the money I need to pay my bills and survive. I recently told my boss about this and he seemed ok with it. A day later I receive a 5 page hate email that basically says what a lousy person I am for doing this and that I should have come talked to him first before going to find another job. That I said terrible things about the place where I work and about his family, which is all entirely not true. So this 5 page hate email is now hanging up in work for everyone to read. Hopefully it will teach everyone else a leeson on how to go about quitting this place of business."
01:10 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 09, 2004

>> Everyone but her is stupid and ineptFools ]
Ack! works with one of those fools that is actually so dumb its to the level of sub-foolish... they dont even deserve to be called a full fool...

"My coworker alienates all of our clients and vendors by humiliating them in front of the rest of the office, by phone. She rudely starts to rant and shout about the ineptitudes of whomever it is she has on the phone. Not only that, when she hangs up, she goes on, and on, and on, about the last person she spoke with, and how inept they are. Then, when someone new calls, she'll spend the first ten minutes telling THEM how inept the LAST person was that she spoke to. She is also a racist right-wing misinformed whiner who LOVES to share her misguided and idiot ideas with the same people she cuts down. Fortunately (for entertainment purposes) this often backfires and she is forced to eat her words. Even more fun is that she never learns to keep her mouth shut, so she consistently embarrasses herself. Like the time, after 9/11, when she was referring to everyone "over there" as "towelheads" and the client she was speaking with was of Arab descent. Of course, she didn't apologize, but tried to qualify her mistake by saying, "But you've been in America for quite some time now, have you not?" DUH!"
01:03 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 08, 2004

>> Eat This!Fools ]
Sonnie works in a real life office space with a Milton and has found a way to fight back... who would have thought Cap'n Crunch could be so effective against this fool...

"I sit 2 feet from Elle. We share the same view of three, carpeted cubical walls. Our backs are exposed to the rest of the team so there is little privacy.

Elle has something called Aural Sensitivity. She cannot deal with noise. Clocks ticking, keyboards tapping, or even someone on the phone cause her to explode in a fury of angst ridden compaints to management. However, there is one thing that doesn't seem to bother Elle: the radio station that plays the same 6 songs about 30 times per hour. She enjoys the same Sheryl Crow, Dido, and Goo Goo Dolls songs 100 times a day, sending most of us into a frothy coma.

One day, I decided to bring in my own radio to listen to Classic Rock. Elle asked me to turn it down, which I obliged. "Too many stations was cause me to lose focus," she said.

The next morning, I found a Post-It on my radio asking me to keep at "this volume" with an arrow pointing to the first notch on the dial. I turned on the radio and could barely hear it. She was sitting there when I read the Post-It note.

The following day, I brought in a pair of headphones to keep the peace. I was blissfully working away when Elle tapped my shoulder. "The tinny sound of your headphones is really bothersome," she said and asked me to turn it down. That was it. I told her I was trying to make her comfortable and there was nothing more I could do. Our manager came around a few hours later and informed us that a new policy was in order: No headphones at work. Apparently, Elle had gone over my head. She worked away all day listening to her radio at her chosen volume.

I went to the vending machine and bought a bag of Doritos to snack on. Opening the bag, Elle turned in a rage and said, "Do you mind?" suggesting the sound of the bag was bothering her. I apologized and put the opened bag beside my computer. I began to eat the corn chips. She stood up and announced to me and everyone in ear shot, "If you want to crunch on snacks could you please go to the cafeteria? Some people are trying to work!"

That was it, the last straw. I decided it was time to for a little payback. So, about a week ago, I began bringing in cereal to eat at my desk. Since Elle is fond of eating oatmeal at her desk, I brought in some delicious Cap'n Crunch cereal. I poured it into a coffee cup very slow and noisily and began to eat it - dry, no milk. Immediately, Elle spun around to complain about the loudness of my crunching. "What is wrong with you?" she hollered. I faced her, with my mouth open and poured in more cereal only to crunch it as loudly as possible at her. She stormed off to the manager's office. I laughed hysterically.

I assume our manager told her to just ignore it, because for the last week, I've been crunching on Cap'n Crunch, Fruit Loops, and Cocoa Pebbles every day. I also brought my radio back in and play Classic Rock with the volume set at the fourth notch. I've taken up pen clicking and toe tapping for added fun.

Elle appears on the verge of a nervous breakdown and no longer complains about my noise. She also no longer comes to lunch with the rest of us. Apparently, she's found that sitting in her car alone eating her lunch is a much more satisfying way for her to enjoy some quiet time."
01:08 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 07, 2004

>> I'm just a girl...Rant ]
Anonymous rants in to us about her fool boss who doesn't make decisions by ability...

"I have been with a bookstore for almost 4 years. When I started, I was a general Sales Associate and then in Customer Service, but a few months later, moved to another (smaller) location and was put in charge of the stockroom. I was the only person back there and handled everything - shipping, receiving, damaged products, stocking shelves, you name it - and loved every minute of it. Well, I was later transfered back to my original location (the largest store in the chain) and was again in the stockroom. This time there were 3 of us: myself, one other woman (who was my imediate boss) and one guy. The other woman was eventually moved to another location in the store (they hired another guy to take her place) and I was accused constantly by the manager of not doing my job (even though I always finished ahead of schedule and very rarely made mistakes). Around Christmas (the busiest time of year for us) I was informed that they couldn't afford to have 3 of us back there anymore and I would be moved to another part of the store "just until after Christmas." I was later informed that I would be moved for good. They have since hired 4 more guys to work part-time (a total of 6 people back there now when they couldn't afford 3) and nothing is getting done. Packages either aren't getting shipped, or are wrong, customers are complaining, paperwork isn't getting filed right and new product is getting checked in wrong. I hate to say it, but I was told (not in so many words) that I couldn't work back there bc I was a girl, but now with 6 guys, no work is even getting done. I'm not saying that guys can't do the work, bc I know that there are plenty of competent guys out there that could work circles around me. It's just that these 6 guys are COMPLETE IDIOTS - just like my boss!!! It doesn't matter how many people complain about stuff not getting done, our boss doesn't do anything about it. He figures that if they are guys, they must be able to do the job better than any woman! Everytime I go into work now, I just stand back and laugh and the lack of organization and the complete ignorance of my boss. Thank goodness I'm only there part-time and have a real job to keep me sane!"
01:10 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 06, 2004

>> Washing...Work ]
princess shares with us perhaps one of the oddest requests by a fool yet... what next? I am going to PEE in 3...2...1... RIDICULOUS...

"At a recent meeting my coworkers and I were all listening to a new boss telling us all of her new rules that we all knew she would change to 'A NEW SET' of rules in no time.

ONE of this chicks new rules was ..WHEN WASHING HANDS THE PERSON WASHING THEIR HANDS MUST YELL OUT WASHING HANDS. AND EVERYONE AROUND THEM MUST SAY OK."
01:15 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 05, 2004

>> God Am I Glad I'm Out of There!Work ]
Anonymous was lucky enough to escape from her job... fools never make any job rewarding or worth it...

"I used to work for one of the largest credit card banks in the country. I worked in the mail room where we opened the incoming payments. They treated us like slaves. No talking, stay at your desk, don't take too many bathroom breaks. I was 6 months pregnant and I had to cut down to part-time and one of my managers had the nerve to tell me how inconvenient it was for HER! This was the same woman who left everyday to go pick her daughter up from school. She just left because she didn't want her daughter to have to ride the bus! Did anyone else have that privilege? Of course not. She did nothing but tell us how we needed to get this work done. While she and her cronies sat in the back of the room chatting and laughing and drinking soda and eating snacks. This is a company thatsupposedly prides itself on how well it treats its employees. They don't!

When a flood from Hurricane Floyd destroyed my basement and everything in it and I called to tell them I wouldn't be in, I didn't get "Oh my God! Are you all right?" I got "yeah is that a sick day or personal day?" This is a company that prides itself on taking care of its employees! I Quit and I'll never go back!"
01:09 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 04, 2004

>> 'Moving Sale' ... All over againBoss ]
wednesday addams shares a story I suspect is not as uncommon as it sounds... a store that announces a closing sale yet never actually closes...

"OK Ive been at my music store job for nearly a year. When I first started working there, they were having a moving sale. So for 2 months customers were asking where are you going, are you going out of business etc . All this when there wasnt even a signed lease. Obviously the deal fell through and it wasnt mentioned again. well as the year went by and we need more space, my boss starts again looking at new places and finds one she wants to rent. So as of Jan 1 , the moving sales started again, and radio ads and again with all the customer questions, where ? when ? why ? and 6 weeks later there is still no signed lease so are we moving or are we crying wolf ?"
01:19 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 03, 2004

>> Guess who my Boss's boss really is?Boss ]
Ahh, nepotism writes in again with some updates from an old fool story...

"Ahhh, nepostism. My boss hired his girlfriend to work in our small department. She was mostly friendly for the first year, then started telling everyone that she was pregnant... a hasty marriage at Las Vegas followed, and all talk of pregnancy stopped while the now-wife of my boss suddenly realizes that she holds The Power.

Suddenly we could be guaranteed to be cornered and yelled at by her at the slighest provocation. She once held me hostage in my boss's office IN FRONT OF MY BOSS for 2 hours while she berated me for "jeopardizing his career" by telling someone in another department my opinion of a machine I liked, that my boss decided later not to purchase! My boss did nothing but tell me that I was partly responsible for her yelling at me.

I had a weekly one-on-one progress meeting with my boss that Wife would interrupt on almost a weekly basis, usually with something completely unrelated to work. My boss refused to stop it, so I asked her myself to please wait until my meeting was over to talk to him.

You guessed it... I was cornered later that evening after everyone else had gone home and soundly yelled at by her. I'd had enough, so I complained to a superior, who decided the 4 of us should sit down together so he could mediate this situation for us.

At the meeting, my boss accused me of being paranoid, of trying to get his wife fired... she accused me of making it all up and both of them threatened to drop my project if I took this any higher in the company. During a speach about how they have tried very hard to keep their personal and professional lives separate, my boss had his arm around his wife and was rubbing her shoulder. (I nearly died laughing at the irony) By the end of the meeting I was ordered to be more courteous in my dealings with my boss's wife!

Sigh. The good news is that the mediator arranged for me to move to another department, and since then I have watched from the outside as one by one the other employees in my old department have left and my ex-boss has hired his wife's incompetent relatives as replacements. One of her cousins regularly jams the printer and just leaves it for someone else to fix. The boss's wife also regularly yells at him in front of the other employees, berating his performance. But of course, one of the things we got yelled at by her for was "undermining his authority" LOL"
01:18 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 02, 2004

>> Bachelor of StupidityFools ]
Network Administrator finds that even the most descriptive errors from a computer get lost in the fool translation process...

"A very intelligent and technical person at my office emailed me about an error message he received from his computer. He asked me what it all means? I was expecting to see an error message like "Illegal Opperation, error code 74536" or some other obscure message. The actual error message read "The driver has detected that device Harddisk0 has predicted that it will fail. Immediately back up your data and replace your hard disk drive. A failure may be imminent." I am still trying to translate the error into something he will be able to understand !?!"
01:20 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

April 01, 2004

>> April FoolsRant ]
So today is that day... but I will stress there are no jokes here... everyday is April Fools when working with the fools all these stories are about... good luck people... now back to some stories...
01:10 AM - Posted by Disgruntled


>> Boss on Drugs?Boss ]
Anonymous shares quite a funny description about this boss... was it drugs or just plain being a fool?

"This is about an office I no longer work at and the crazy boss.

For starters this woman had a coffee obsession. It was the first thing she told me about on my first day. You must use 10 teaspoons of coffee and only fill the coffee pot up half way with water. She said this was very very important and she would be upset if anyone did it differently. Well, the coffee was so damn strong nobody but her could drink the stuff. It was putrid. She would offer a cup to clients when they came in. The look on their faces when they took that first sip was one of shock.

She was on a high protein diet and would eat a pound of bacon and a dozen eggs for breakfast. Then she would take some kind of mystery pill that was supposed to burn the calories. Suddenly she would be running out the door. She claimed the pill gave her the runs and she had to go home to use her own toilet. In an 8 hour day she was only in the office maybe 4 hours total. This running home to the toilet went on all day.

She claimed that the pills made her light sensitive so we were not allowed to put on any lights. We were lucky in that there were large windows and we had light from the computer screens. Dark, rainy days were hell. Her office had no window and was in total darkness with the computer screen the only light she had. I started this job in the summer and a woman who had been there longer said it was impossible to work in the winter.

The air conditioner was at its lowest setting. She claimed the pills made her sweat. One of the women actually wore a wool turtleneck sweater in August. The rest of us wore jackets and would go outside from time to time to warm up. One day one of the women loudly complained that the temperature was unhealthy to work in. Her reply was that we better get used to it because come winter she did not plan to turn the heat on.

This woman was in charge of paying the bills. When the copier broke it never got fixed. We had to bring in our own pens and paper. We could not run credit reports on clients because they shut us off due to non-payment. She wanted balloons outside the office door. We actually had to let the air out of the balloons at night and reinflate them in the morning.

She arrived in the office during the dark hours of the morning and would go thru everyone's desk. Stuff was always missing. Eventually you would find your file in the weirdest places and she would claim she didn't know how it got there. Some files never showed up again. We once found some in the trash bin.

I did not stay there long even the though the money was very good. a few months later I heard she was fired for stealing. No big surprise."
01:00 AM - Posted by Disgruntled






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