November 29, 2005

>> The bump on the log

[ Rant ]

Anonymous writes...

"For several days now the new man they hired to replace the one they had that moved on for more fruitful endevors has been acting like a jerk . They gave him the job to collect the key cards to the buildings that needed cleaning . When I went to give him back the key card he just stood in the entryway and ignored me . I banged on the door and then put the card in the door crack . I told him where it was if he was interested and he still stood there like a bump on a log . So I got in my car and drove off . I pulled away far enough to see if he was going to get the card which he didn't so I circled around and pulled up in front again and he still stood there and I told him to take the card or I would report him to his boss . He finally came to the door and took the card and then as I got into my car he yelled at me and said better change your attitude or you can find yourself another job . With that little piece of his mind I left and turned up the cd on the radio and drowned out his threat . If he wants to tell my boss that's fine . If he gets me fired that's fine . My wages are only 6.50 an hour and he's cut my hours to three a day . So what else can they do to me ? He can't do much since he's only been there less than three weeks . I've been working for 8 years at 6 an hour so if they cut my wages I can still get by on 6 ."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 28, 2005

>> How did this guy become the boss?

[ Boss ]

TY writes...

"I used to work for a large corporation in their Creative department. One of our responsibilities in Creative was to make sure that the corporate identity (logo) was being used correctly throughout the corporation. After noticing that a certain division had created their own logo, I brought it up to my boss. His question to me was, "Are they using it consistently"? I said, "Yeah - I guess their being consistent about using an incorrect logo". I'll remember his wise words until the day I die - he then said, "As long as they're being consistent with their inconsistent logo, that's okay"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 27, 2005

>> Oh the world we live in!!!

[ Rant ]

Newspaper Divas writes...

"ok, we work for a newspaper in illinois and you would not believe the fools we work with. they slack and do nothing, then when something is wrong, they blame other people. for example, lets call her Natatia. she is the most annoying person on staff. she lies so much! one time, she came in on our late night and ate our food then left. how rude! Fatima just makes her problems, everyone else's problem. Pippy is always in a bad mood and tries to yell at everyone. no one on the staff likes any of them and yet no one will tell them to their faces, except for Ginny. just felt like ranting"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 26, 2005

>> Workin for the Dumbest Manager on the Planet

[ Boss ]

bobsled56 writes...

"I have to work with a (Worlds Dumbest) Manager who has not one bit experience in Material Management or Inventory Control and it shows, She came from purchasing, She is the the kind of boss who will lie to save her butt, all she does is hide behind her desk and send micro management e-mails all day long, and oh yea she never takes the blame for anything, it is always my fault. She rarely ever comes down to the warehouse, Who in thier right mind put her in charge, I have a college degree in Material Management. I should be running this place but the silly fools put her in charge, what were they thinking? When I suggested using Bar code and using a MRP system to track materials, she told me that we don't need that, now we no way of tracking millions of dollars of telecom equipment. And we are tired of covering her ass. She lied to upper management that the inventory was done! And it was not! The other day during a busy afternoon trying to get a large shipment out she sent me 3 e-mails to give to my partner, Why didn't she e-mail them to him? I was blamed for having him go to Delaware for equipment. I really have to believe that she is a immature person, she treats us like little kids,it is getting harder to care and to come to work with my heart, they have cut it out"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 25, 2005

>> If I Had A Hammer...

[ Boss ]

Peanut writes...

"For the past several months now, I have been running a performing arts studio for the pretentious but absent owner, who is not playing with a full deck. She does not like the owner of the building where she has her studio. Let me repeat this. She hates the studio owner's guts. So, long-distance from another continent, the diva calls me up and was FURIOUS to find out that the building owner will not fix her intercom box until she returns. What does she tell me? "Get a hammer - GET A HAMMER! Knock it OFF THE DOOR! Other people vandalize buildings, WHY CAN'T YOU?" Well, to start with, imbecile, that's called vandalization, that's why. And she's not even a real artiste, it turns out - she's a former 1970's porno queen"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 24, 2005

>> Boss favors lazy worker over hard worker

[ Boss ]

NOTE: This is not related to the story below. I wanted to take a moment and wish all the regulars at iWWF as well as any browsers to have a very Happy Thanksgiving.
--Disgruntled Worker

ok now onto the story submitted by Ziggy...

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Ziggy Stardust writes...

"I work for a food delivery place. I am a 20 year old college student. I can't understand why my boss let's this other employee do nothing and treat him like a king. I work from 9am-4pm (school at night). I come in anddo all the prep work,put away bulk food deliveries,and various other chores before westart delivering (mostly businesses) for lunch. This other worker,named Brian,comes in30-45 minutes late everyday,never does a single minute of work,and even smokes pot during his deliveries sometimes. He's treatedlike a king. He always gets these huge ordersfor $20 tips and I get these small orders toplaces far away for $2 tips. He makes about$80 a day in tips and I make about $40 a dayin tips. When I ask the asst. manager if Brian will help me on tuesday and friday putting away large bulk items,I just get blown off. Brian himself thinks it's funnyand just takes advantage of the situation bybeing even lazier (if that's possible) andlazier month in and month out. Both the asst.manager (a 30 year old black guy) and the manager (a 34 year mexican woman) are extremely defensive of Brian. Brian is a 20 year old rich white kid who has 2 differentcars,one being a brand new Mercedes Benz hisparents paid for. I just would like to knowwhat you people reading this think how thiscan be. Why would the management treat a hard working,always on time,supporting himself,MVP of the business worker like he'sa dog,so to speak,and a lazy,thoughtless,always showing up late,pot smoking,rich whitekid,like he's very special? I can't make any sense out of it."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 23, 2005

>> Grease Ball

[ Rant ]

Anonymous writes...

"I work for this....might as well be, telemarketing company. There are about 8 of us in my room along with our supervisor who has her own 'corner desk', while the rest of us have our cubes. One of my co-workers is about 45 years old, lives in the worst part of town, drives a beat up piece of sh*t, yet manages to wear 3 piece business suits to work everyday. Now....thats not the problem per say. The office we work in, is casual. AKA no jeans, thats the only rule. So here she comes in the morning in her 3 piece business suit with her brief case. I cannot help but laugh because as I said, we are telemarketers. There is nothing in this job that we have to put into a brief case! I was thinking maybe it's her lunch or something, right?? She opens it up and it is FULL of sticky notes and pads of paper and hanging file folders and a stamp with her name on it with the address to our work place.

I had to write about it because im confused on what she is trying to be. I've heard the statement "Dress for the job you want, not the one you have" but isnt this a little over the top? Everyone else comes in wearing comfortable clothes, (since we're hear all day) and maybe a CD to listen to at the most. Then we see her walking in with her knee high's and high heeled shoes and it just doesnt make sense.

Worst of all, during the day as I sit here and listen to her talk, she says how her bra and underwear always have to match in case "something happens" with her husband after work. Now....she's 45 years old, shes LARGE, greasy and dirty and she's been married for 22 years! I dont know if im just repulsed by the way she looks or if this actually happens because everyone I know AND their parents, when your married that long.....things dont happen that way, right??? She talks about how cute she is and when she's talking to client's on the phone, (I dont know what the client is saying) but i hear her say "i bet im hotter than your wifegirlfriend" ???????? For someone who is wearing 3 piece suits and carrying a brief case, that's real professional!!!

This woman SERIOUSLY aggrivates me. I can't for the life of me figure out how someone who looks the way she does, thinks she's hot. HOW?????????"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 22, 2005

>> I'm Sure He Keeps Pickled Punks in a Jar in his Fridge

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Maven writes...

"I have this one clueless asswipe where I work who comes up to my floor to speak with someone else, only when that person is MIA, he strolls on over to my workstation with an expectation of being entertained while he waits for person #1.

In the process of coming to my workstation, of which, my back is to him, he interrupts whatever it is I may be doing so that I may address him, face-2-face, and then he engages me in some inane banter about obscure topics like ancient Chola or Moghul warriors or art, or pestering me with idiotic and pointless questions on NY Notary Public Law; only to annoy me YET AGAIN by interrupting me, mid-sentence, saying, "Oop, person #1 is back," scurries off, not to return until he needs a spur-of-the-moment conversational "fix." If you're keeping track, he interrupts me twice. EACH. AND. EVERY. TIME.

Additionally, it doesn't help this interrupting, obtuse asswipe that he reeks of wet wool, mothballs, and breath so rotten that it just screams, "I am constipated!," and has an anxious, weak laugh he lets out at inappropriate times.

In an attempt to not feed into this jerk's "attention on demand," I am now in the habit of not turning around when I hear his voice in the office, and turn around only when he is speaking directly to me. I turn, say "hello" and go back do my work at hand. My attempts at avoiding dealing with him face-2-face are now met with him stepping within my personal space (about 12 inches from myself), eyeballing whatever is on my computer monitor that I am working on.

As this ploy is obviously not working on him, I plan on leaving my desk when I hear his voice. If he follows me to the ladies' room--the gloves come off!"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 21, 2005

>> Can't Take It Anymore

[ Work ]

Fed Up writes...

"I have to vent somewhere or I just might explode. I work as an Administrative Assistant in the Healthcare Industry. Or at least that's the job I applied for. With each and every passing day it becomes clear to me that I just do not count.

I took this job over 2 years ago. I had been laid off from my previous job after four years of servitude due to budget constraints. I had been a model employee rarely called in sick, or took any vacation. I came in to work the day before my birthday and was called into my supervisor's office and let go. Being a single (responsible) parent (Dad is an absolute deadbeat) I had to jump into finding a job immediately. I applied to anything that I was qualified for. When I found this position, I thought it was a Godsend. It paid more than I anticipated and offered great benefits. I didn't think I could go wrong.

Everything was going great I shared an office with my supervisor, but I knew it wasn't going to be forever as new offices were being built for our department and we were going to have our own areas. That's what I was told until about 6 months after I was hired. The department director called me into her office and told me I would be working at the front desk working with patients in addition to working for 30 people in 10 different departments. I told her that this had not been discussed during my interview process. (My immediate supervisor and another department supervisor interviewed me.) She proceeded to tell me how she distinctly remembered telling me that herself. I told her we hadn't met until a month after I had started. Nonetheless, she said that this fell under my job description as duties as assigned.

About a year ago we relocated into our new space. It has been pure hell ever since. I am tied to my desk all day. I can't leave unless someone else comes and covers for me. Needless to say, no one wants that duty. My immediate supervisor would rather have her eyes gouged out than sit at the front desk. I am expected to know everything at every minute of the day. I get questions covering everything from where the closest mall is, to fixing copiers and answering computer questions. We have technicians that they can call to get their answers from (whom I'm sure are getting paid three times more than I am) but I am expected to know all. If I don't, I am criticized as not being a can do team player. I have to know where all 30 employees are at any given moment. God forbid they are in the restroom and I don't know that. In addition we are now holding various conferences in our facilities. This adds to my workload; as I have to direct people, make copies for them, tell them how to run the equipment, etc., all from my desk. The worst part of this job is the inconsideration I have to deal with. I can't ever plan on attending any meetings or partaking in any events, as I can't leave my desk. My supervisor and the other secretary take full advantage of all the workshops though. No one ever asks if I would be interested in attending. They have both gone and attended off-site computer classes. I am constantly told that I will be able to go I'd like to know when. I'd like to better myself and would be willing to take any opportunity that came along I'm just not given any. This week for example, my supervisor is out of the office, which just leaves myself and the other secretary. The other secretary is out of the office for the next three mornings, and will be gone out of town the other two days for training. She knew my supervisor was going to be gone and I would need someone to cover a couple times a day for me.

This past January, one of the other administrative assistants was fired. I thought this would be my chance to advance. I have been a hard worker, am prompt, courteous, and all of my reviews have been stellar. I immediately spoke with my supervisor and told her that I wanted to be considered for the job. She agreed and said that my name had already come up. I was really excited. I left for the weekend feeling that all my hard work and patience had paid off. I returned to the office that following Monday, and my supervisor told me in passing that they were not going to hire a replacement. The work would be divided up between myself, my supervisor, and another person in the department. I told my supervisor that I was really disappointed. She said Why? There's no job! She said that the department director and her assistant would review the situation in June and consider if they needed to hire someone. Well, it's close to the end of April, and I don't see any opening in sight. My supervisor continues to throw her work my way, never mind that I have my own work to handle.

I am actively pursuing other opportunities. I have been contacted by two other companies about interviewing, but since I couldn't escape to interview I've had to pass. I just want out, but I have to consider that since I have a dependent I can't afford to lose the job that I have.

I feel so frustrated and I have no one to talk to about it."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 20, 2005

>> Incompotent Promotion

[ Boss ]

PlayStation writes...

"I'm working for the coolest start-up I've ever worked for (after 12 years in the tech industry). Just me and another guy doing QA, and everything R&D doesn't want to. It's sweet, we report to no one, since we both have broad tech backgrounds--it's all gravy. About a year passes, and the exec team decides we need a manager (we came into work one day, and we have a new manager working in a different state--interesting eh). Yup a new manager 1500 miles away.....

For the first 6 months it was frustrating, because my new boss Rod (not real name, Rod is short for NimbRod) cannt understand the product my company makes. It's really not that hard to understand, but when you are a tech wizard, I guess it is. Then Rod keeps saying our company needs to make something that me and superman (not my co-workers real name) are already making.

So we say, "Rod, we are almost done making that, we don't need another XWidget." After a month of Rod saying, "We need to make an XWidget." And us saying, "we finished making XWidget, and it works." He hires someone to make XWidget. (They are still working on it after 2 years--turns out he hired his buddy).

After 2 years of bad decisions, since he still doesn't understand the product we make, he was promoted to the executive team. He even hired some one who is even more incompotent to be my new manager, well one of my new manangers. They accidentaly hired a compotent person to be my direct mananger. So I report to 3 QA managers now, 2 are useless...thank god for monster.com, because I don't want to get promoted here, it might be my death nail."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 19, 2005

>> Morons 'R' Us

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Anonymous writes...

"I'm a grad student in a large public university science dept, and I too work with absolute MORONS. In my book, it is never a good idea to let an undergraduate student try to fix an expensive instrument. Especially since WHEN (not IF) they break it and/or completely screw it up, not only do you have to pay an expensive parts bill, possibly accompanied by an expensive technician visit, you also have to deal with their grief - they feel horrible about breaking things.

So anyway, Ph.D. candidate "Susan" decided that it would be a great idea to let several undergrads fix her main instrument, the laboratory workhorse instrument, the one that is absolutely indispensible. Learning experience, my ass. The first day of work, within the first 5 minutes, one big dufus guy snapped off this small but necessary part...called up the vendor...several thousand dollars for a new part.

Needless to say, we don't have that kind of money. What's ironic is that in order to get money from grants to repair it, we would need data. Which, unfortunately, we can't obtain because "Susan" let this idiot break it because she was too "busy" (ahem - lazy) to do it herself.

Academia is so frustrating....I can't wait until the boss hears about this little f*ckup..."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 18, 2005

>> They'll Hire Anybody

[ Fools ]

Anonymous writes...

"Lets just say I work in the transportation field and leave it at that. Working in a safety sensative enviroment sometimes raises the stress level to unimaginiable limits. Dealing with multi-million dollar equipment and contracts adds to it. Due to the stress, there seems to be an ever revolving door, add to it a lack of qualified people doesn't help the situation. My boss has been getting pressured to bring in new hires, due to the low levels of staffing. He recently hired a fella we'll call "ET" (yes, the extra terrestrial). ET was recommended by a new wave of management who stayed long enough to mess everything up, then when the crap rolled down hill, they bailed, leaving the mess for us who have stuck around. Anywho, ET, is also, known as etcha-sketch. You can't train him, he turns his head and erases his memory. He has been on the job for 6 months and claims the stress is too much and had a nervous break down. I've since picked up half of his work load and soon realized he is even more of a moron than I thought! No organizational skills what so ever! Listening to him talk to customers is embarrasing. He uses big words in the wrong context, trying to make himself sound smarter than he really is, and a 5 minute conversation turns into a half an hour (no wonder he can't get anything done!)He eats with his mouth open, slurps his coffee, and is constantly just flat out in the way.Tax season brought on an interesting twist. In the six months he has been here, he never realized no state tax was being withdrawn from his check, nor a city tax for that matter! Well he has since already filed and spent his return! Never filing a state or city! Retard! He uses cliche's in the wrong text as well..."I've already spent the return like white on rice"AAAGGGHHHHH!!!! He drives me nuts"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 17, 2005

>> Nose Picking Brothers

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Formerly Disgruntled writes...

"I used to work for a lawfirm which had 2 brothers as senior partners. Apparently, they were raised by wolves, and even their elderly father admitted that having housekeepers raise them while his wife shopped all over the world had been a mistake. Both brothers were nice people but were the most ill-mannered people I have ever seen. Nose picking was rampant with both and not the sneaky kind -- they would do it right in front of anyone. Believe me, you learned quickly to be careful touching files they had worked on -- evidence of the nose picking could often be found wiped in the files. People would buy them joke "nose picking" greeting cards and they would just laugh and go on. It never phased them.

The younger brother, while very well off financially, would NEVER take time to go buy clothing so he just wore the same stuff over and over. At age 35, he was still wearing a winter coat he'd had in high school. It was a big mess with rips repaired with DUCT TAPE and so bad that finally for Christmas the associates bought him a coat.

Talking with mouths full was also big with these two. I remember a lunch meeting where the older brother was conducting the meeting while talking with his mouth full. Everyone had sandwiches from a local deli in styrofoam boxes with chips and a pickle. Younger brother had a grilled bacon and cheese sandwich which he'd pried up and filled with 3 packs of ketchup and then spilled ketchup on his sweaty, stained track suit. Everyone else was in more business casual clothing. Younger brother then interrupted his older brother's mouth-full dialog to say "anybody have chips left hand the boxes down here." No one complied because they had already put their garbage, napkins, wrappers, etc. in their boxes. Younger brother went around the table, gathering the boxes up and proceeded to pick through the boxes and pull out potato chips while just shoving the used napkins and sandwich crusts aside.

This guy was really amazing. I saw him on the freeway one morning driving his car in heavy traffic while eating a bowl of cereal with milk (he always had stains on his ties), and he had the morning paper open on the dash board.

He thought nothing of attending weddings and with a transistor radio tuned to a ball game stuck in his ear with an earphone.

I hadn't heard anything about these two buffoons for a long time and then recently, at a wedding, I heard someone telling the amusing story of going to someone's Bar Mitzvah and the father of the child had a transistor radio tuned to a ballgame throughout the ceremony and ignored his child. I thought "that sounds like younger brother" and then the person said "That [name of younger brother] is unbelievable!" and it was HIM"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 16, 2005

>> Yearly Review

[ Work ]

Peggy writes...

"Welcome to "Double-Standard Land". I got my yearly meaningless review and the shift supervisor wrote, .."must pay attention to detail."

On the same day, I was given some instructionsand work orders. On a work order the old biddiewho gave me the review mis-spelled a word. I circled the word and placed it on her desk with a "pay attention to detail" scribble.

Next thing you know, I'm in the big bosses' office (she a fool too) being forced to apologize to my jr. boss fool. What a crock of garbage. My jr. boss' excuse---"I'm so busy, its easy to overlook things like that when I'm typing". Double-Standards prevail are alive and well. Where do these retards come from? Eveyday I keep my fingers crossed that these 2 goons get their jobs out-sourced."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 15, 2005

>> Poof, Gone...

[ Rant ]

Charlie writes...

"Short but sweet... on a new job for the last month, working in a printing company warehouse. Tasked with filling orders and processing returned material back into the warehouse, I use a counting scale, which needs to be calibrated for every item number. Hand count each individual item in the sample, place on the zeroed scale, enter quantity, scale then gives number of items, right? For about the last two weeks, I have been working on a chart... Item #, Weight (per 100)... simply place the indicated weight for the item number on the scale, enter 100, and you're done... no having to count individual items for a sample. Helps cut production time, right? But... I come into work this morning, and the chart is gone, two weeks of work wasted by someone on the night crew. Someone obviously blind and stupid, right? Fortunately, the day was slow, so I've begun the task anew... this time making a copy, just in case....

*pulls out hair and screams...*"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 14, 2005

>> Do they make muzzles for dumb coworkers?

[ Fools ]

Average Joe writes...

"I work in ultra-liberal Northern California. I like to think of myself as open-minded, able to appreciate diversity in people, non-judgmental, and someone of substance. I am generally a nice guy, but I have a really, really hard time dealing with people who are just plain stupid. I can have grace and compassion for people with disabilities, or problems socializing with people, but if you are retarded without reason, I have a real hard time. Case in point... I work with a a great team of people in a company that is very successful, and also very fun. It's the first job I never dreaded going to every morning. For the most part, I really love my job and the people with whom I work. Of course, in any work situation, there is always either the company troublemaker or the company idiot (unfortunately, sometimes both) who tend to jeopardize that fine balance of work and fun.

Let me first state that my views are held (perhaps more mildly and kindly) by almost all of my coworkers. I work with an idiot. She is genuinely nice and sweet, but she is a half step up from Forrest Gump. The worst part is she knows she's not the sharpest person, yet she continues to toil in her mind with thoughts and ideas that are far beyond her intellectual grasp. For now we shall call her Rita Retard. I know there are many of you that can empathize with me because you are in a similar situation. To even begin to try and recall each an every utterly ridiculous and mind-boggling comment she says would take more time than I could possibly devote. However, as part of releasing my frustration and a sort of therapy, I will bring you into my world. Perhaps we could all find some support and solstice in our postings. Rita R was asked to create a poster for a fundraiser we were doing. After it was brought to her attenion that a rather simple word was misspelled, she responded, "I was only copying what [our manager], wrote down." She blames her stupidity on someone else, unbelieveble. Others are responsible for her being an idiot. Again, I pose the question, do they make muzzels for dumb coworkers?"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 13, 2005

>> Quid Pro Quo, Slackette!!!

[ Fools ]

NuggetMaven writes...

"As a rule, if our office closes early the Friday before a (state/federal) holiday, I am the person who remains behind to answer the phone for the three remaining hours, thus enabling others to go home. I have worked this out with the powers that be so there's no last minute scurrying to see who will man the phones when everyone just wants to bolt out the door.

I do this for personal reasons, as if I were to leave early, I still have to return to the city where my workplace is to pick up my husband at the train station at the end of HIS workday. Granted I get "comp-ed" those three hours, and take those three hours at another point in time the following week, whether a long lunch hour or leaving work early one day.

Be that as it may, I do *not* do this as a means of "Boot Licking" or some true sense of teamwork, or because I truly enjoy being screwed out of leaving work early on a Friday evening leading into a holiday weekend. It just incenses me to have a co-worker think that I am solely responsible for any variations in the work schedule and I will naturally pick up the slack. EL-WRONGO-SLACKETTE**!!Lady L., the gal in charge of our "pool," came around today to me and the Slackette to find out if either of us would be willing to come in a half hour early tomorrow as we will be running fairly light-staffed, and Lady L., wanted to ensure at least one person to be here when the office opens up. (As a point of reference, I normally do not come in until 9:30, which IS my scheduled time, which also is conducive to my responsibility of dropping the husband off at the RR in the a.m. on time.) Lady L., did not expect me to jump at the chance to come in early to leave a half hour early, which would then cause me a half hour's amount of time MORE to linger around this city, waiting for Mr. Nugget to arrive.

I sat silent in my cubicle listening to Slackette hmmm and hawwww about coming in early (only a half hour). She commented she has to go to class at night and needs every moment of sleep she can get in the a.m. (Who doesn't want/need more sleep???)

Let's recap shall we? I stay late so people, (subtext: Slackette)can leave EARLY, CONSISTENTLY, on Fridays leading into a holiday weekend. I sat silent. Lady L., could see me in my cubicle. Arms crossed on my chest, looking at my side of the fabric partition separating my cubicle from Cubicle-Du-Slackette. Finally she fucking relented.

After the fact, I went to Lady L.'s desk to put a fine point on why I remained silent. She told me in so many words what I outlined above, that it's only fair to pick up the slack, as I always stay late. She assured me she understood and appreciated my willingness to always stay late on holiday-Fridays, and she also told me she knew that if push-came-to-shove and we had no other recourse, she knew she could count on me coming in.

**I am not really sure how Slackette keeps her job. She does an exceptional Claude Raines impersonation. She divides her time between two offices, and invariably whenever someone is looking for her, surprise surprise she's never to be found. It's become such an inside joke, whenever someone calls my desk looking for her, the only thing the caller hears is me laughing my pastey white ass off.

With the weather turning warmer now, it's only a matter of time until Slackette reverts to her warm-weather routine. She gets up and says she's going to the restroom or go across the street for a snack, not to return for approximately an hour. When she finally returns, she usually has SHOPPING BAGS in tow from clothing or dollar stores located four or five blocks from our workplace. ON. THE. CLOCK.

I'd never wish ill on someone, however, I would love to know how, if G-d forbid it ever happened, how she'd explain-away how she got hit by a car while crossing a street four or five blocks away, at a time when she SHOULD be sitting at her desk. I'll leave that one up to the fickle finger of fate to handle. So far she's totally snowed Lady L., and the powers that be into thinking she's productive. What a fucking scammerFollow-up:

Not only did the Slackette *not* call the office to see if the person she was supposed to be covering for came in or not, but she DID NOT come in early, either. When Lady L., asked her whether she came in or not, she stated, "I just KNEW the other gal would be in." Fancy that. Suddenly she's some fucking omniscient Carnac!

NOT ONLY did Slackette *NOT* come in early as she was requested to by OUR BOSS, she also had the gall to leave early, as well."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 12, 2005

>> I'm sleeping with my coworkers...

[ Boss ]

Sick 'n' Tired writes...

"For the past three years, my boss has reserved as few beds as possible for our yearly conference. This means she EXPECTS everyone in the office to share a bed with a coworker. She never asks us if we mind sharing a bed, no, that would be the legal thing to do. She just arranges for us to get to the conference hotel, and we find out there that we have five employees but only three beds. I guess she thinks that since we are all female, it is okay to force us to sleep together. At the last conference, two of my coworkers told me that they were tired of sharing beds, especially after one coworker was forced to sleep with a known slut with extremely bad hygiene. I decided to let the boss know before this year's conference that I did not, under any circumstances, want to share a bed because I feel that is way too personal. She got angry with me for saying this, so I told her that I was not the only person in the office that felt this way. She then ran from employee to employee, demanding to know "Did you say you wouldn't go to the conference if you had to share a bed with someone?" Of course, my coworkers feared for their jobs when the boss lost her cool, and they all denied ever saying anything. When I wouldn't give my boss the names of the "complainers," she got so angry, she forced me into an impromptu meeting where she pointed me out to the rest of the office staff as a liar who makes false statements about them. Now, I am banned from attending the conference. At least I won't have to share a bed."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 11, 2005

>> Good things and rainbows fade quickly.

[ Fools ]

Anonymous writes...

"A few weeks ago, something miraculous happened. My boss got dismissed because of sexual harrassment. He had told a female intern to "Respect the real men around here" while glaring out of the corner of his eye at a homosexual man who was taking a coffee break. He then went off to rant to the "Queerbot 3000" (His words, not mine.) about laziness. The next day he (my boss) was fired.

And praise the lord, I was deemed most worthy for his title. I got the higher pay, the office, and the title. (The harrassed intern got my position, and thinks it's the best job ever.)

Then I found out about my bosses secretary. She's all boobs and highlights and no brain. I think I might know why he kept his office door closed whilst enforcing an open door policy on the rest of us. Her small desk was set in my office, something I immediatly rectified by putting her back in a cubicle, because it was just too crowded in my office.

She complained about that, stating that the old boss told her she was better than the common employee. A week later, She hadn't told me about any messages, and I was wondering why nobody was calling me. I asked her about this, and she said, "Don't you think I have enough on my hands? YOu should help out by taking your own messages." I kindly asked her to find her job description. Right there at the top was, "Taking messages for your boss and notifying him/her of any changes or requests the employees have made." I told her she should have to follow that or she could get dismissed. Turns out there were a lot of employee requests, so I had to sit down and listen to them so that my former co-workers wouldn't get pissed off more than they were now at me. I carefully read her job description and found out she hadn't done any of the required objectives. At all. For some reason, I don't have the power to fire her. I'm appealing to the executives, and they look like they're leaning towards dismissing her. But for now, I've decreased her pay and hired a new secretary, also setting her in a smaller cubicle."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 10, 2005

>> Raises and Reviews

[ Fools ]

Anonymous writes...

"I work with a Hispanic woman, she is very determined to do really good at her job which is commendable. However, she likes to tattle on everyone, trying to make them look bad in an effort to boost herself up.She will "spy" on other co-workers and wait til the next day to go and report to the manager all that he missed on the evening shift. Recently she was up for review, and afterwards we heard that she was not pleased with her raise amount. She felt that she should have received a larger raise amount due to the fact that she is oriental.... HUH....This was repeated from the assistant who helped write out the review. They were puzzled and said, you are hispanic! She said, i speak two languages - english and spanish.......OOOOOOOOOH , you mean you are Bilingual....lol needless to say, she didnt get any more of a raise amount"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 09, 2005

>> Dumb and Dumber

[ Boss ]

Poopee writes...

"My boss e-mailed staff about his personal opinions about a competitor that was less than complimentary. In a lame attempt to inspire us to do better work, he said if we didn't buck up we would go and work for this company which he colorfully described as an embarrassment to the industry where only losers work. None of which is true and we all knew it. Our company is the laughing stock of the industry. Every employee in my company prays for a chance to apply for a job there.

Then he put a banner over his door calling the company various names.

He seemed surprised when his e-mail (which had his first and last name and company address) and information on his door decorations were forwarded to representatives of that company where it was circulated, posted, laughed at and forwarded to other companies.

But, stupid is as stupid does. The rat who forwarded the e-mail used their work e-mail account with their name on it.

The boss fired the nimrod who sent the e-mail. That employee applied for a job at the competing company and was turned down flat because of it. Go figure."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 08, 2005

>> Not enough done...

[ Boss ]

Anonymous writes...


"I'd like to preface this by saying that this was a long time ago when I was a lot younger and meek and mild - there's no way I would put up with this now.

I was working for an attorney as a legal secretary. My employer (I'll call him "Otis" for the purposes of this story) had a drinking problem, to say the least. He also had a very ugly and very unreliable orange (yes, ORANGE!) car that was always in the repair shop.

The law office was close to Otis' apartment, so he would often call me at work in the morning to have me pick him up and take him to work. On those days, he would usually have me drop him off at a bar (also conveniently located near the office) after work, although sometimes I did take him home after work.

On days when the hideous little car was in the shop and Otis had to appear in court in town, a good 30 minutes' drive each way, he would have me drive him to court and pick him up after the proceeding. If the court proceeding happened to be out of town, Otis would take my car, inevitably bringing it back with an empty gas tank, never once filling the car up, offering to give me money for gas, or compensate me in any way for the use of my car.

He was always asking me for a file and yelling at me when I told him that I didn't have it and that it had been in the filing cabinet the last time I saw it. The files he was looking for always turned up on his desk on in the back seat of his nasty old car.

One evening, I was working late, as it was hard to get much done work-wise, what with all of the taxiing around and looking for "lost" files that I did. I was alone in the office and I heard a man outside the front door yelling, "Help! You've got to help me!" I was scared and didn't know what to do, when all of a sudden, in walked a very inebriated Otis. He said, "You have to help me find my car! It's not there!" (That was one of the few times the old clunk wasn't in the shop). Otis had been in a bar across the street from the office. (How he managed to walk across the extremely busy street in his condition is beyond me). I told him that I would go over to the bar and look for his car in the parking lot. He insisted we look in our parking lot first. Our lot was practically empty at that hour and that unsightly car of his would have stuck out like a sore thumb anyway, but he insisted on piling into my car and having me drive back and forth in the lot, looking for the junker. I finally convinced him that we needed to go to the bar's parking lot, where we found his vile little car sitting right there in front of the bar. He had to have walked right by it when he left the building, unless he exited through the back door.

A few days later, Otis walked into my office and fired me. He said, "This isn't working out. You don't get enough work done."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 07, 2005

>> Bubbles

[ Rant ]

MHB writes...

"Bubbles is an inspiration for anyone wanting to avoid actually having to WORK for their paycheck. We're not talking hard physical labor, either. Over the years she's been shifted from one department to another due to incompetence or laziness. I'm reasonably certain there are many pets and some houseplants with higher IQs than hers. The most FAQ we hear is Does she do ANYTHING? Here's a typical Bubbles work day:

HOUR 1 Arrives at work (usually 30-90 min. late, although she IS punctual 3-4 times a year).HOUR 2: Greets boss cheerily, not wasting her breath to greet coworkers (oops, I should say colleagues, since the word coworker implies that she shares the workload). Follows that with question about boss's personal life to deflect notice of her tardiness. Boss complies with a 5-50 minute list of complaints.HOUR 3: Reads email for awhile, always answering ones from friends/family. She dutifully checks her horoscope and then looks for web sites related to her hobbies. Disappears two minutes after boss goes into meeting.HOUR 4: Places/receives several personal phone calls. Halfway through HOUR 4 she heads to her exercise classHOUR 6: Returns to desk and checks to see if boss nearby. If yes, she dashes off a quick email or makes business-related phone call to make sure the boss is aware of her presence. Then she's off to the cafeteria or local deli to grab lunch and eat at her desk (NO, she didn't have time during her two-hour break to actually eat).HOUR 7: Places or receives several more personal phone calls, and disappears for parts unknown. Returns in time to say goodnight to the boss, being sure to ask about bosses' plans for the evening and make sympathetic or encouraging noises, then calls it a day 2-3 minutes' after bosses' departure.

She could get an Academy Award for her performance as a tired yet plucky single mom, struggling against all odds to be the best darn homemaker and mother she can. But listen closely to the personal calls; the content revolves around her soliciting free childcare for the night/weekend so she can devote attention to the pursuit of happiness (hers) and the boyfriend du jour. Vacations are spent in exotic locations without the kids and she manages to get nearly every Friday afternoon off in summer for long weekend getaways without having to use vacations time. Often she's worn-out from the fun weekend and has to take Monday off.

The boss admires Bubble's ability to combine her busy life with a full-time job. None of our calculators can show that 0-1 hour of work per day adds up to a full-time job. Must be defective….

Right now she's riding high on a recent compliment from the boss that what she does is a GIFT, and that we're very lucky to have her. We're still trying to figure out what the heck she DOES. Any clues?"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 06, 2005

>> It doesnt matter what you know it whats you dont know.

[ Boss ]

angrymarine writes...

"Long-story shot version....ive worked here for four years..active duty marine corps at an air station in the US. A new guys checks in and soon is promoted to E4 based on a Physical fitness test RUN TIME. imagine that...anywhere else your promoted for knowledge and accountability right? not here, its all about physical fitness...so here i am having been here for four years and my vast knowledge of how this place works and this new guy, fresh out of bootcamp comes wossing in and gets promoted by what what i presume to be a "hook up" and is now running around bossing me around to do stupid little stuff like cleaning microscopic foreign objects with a small paint brush for hours to prevent damage to airplanes (mind you not that i work miles from the nearest air field) So when noone else is looking this cat is ranting and raving trying to tell me waht to do all the time... until i stood up to him a told him in front of the whole shop that he was nt going to talk to me like i was his child or something...now my world is even worse and i cant leave this hell hole....not for 11 more months....God the bullshit things you deal with for a little money. My life sucks."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 05, 2005

>> No Butt But Hers

[ Fools ]

Anonymous writes...

"I work at a call centre. I have a co-worker who is large, super large and super loud. I put my jacket on a chair at a free workstation and I heard someone behind me making a comment about how that is her chair. I sat down and did not like it so I tried to switch is for another one. My co-worker came up to me and said na na na this my chair man. This chair know how to curve to fit my ass. Take the chair put it over there and get yourself another one. Mind you in this place we do not even have assigned seating but there she is claiming the chair that fits to curve her ass. No I did not rant, I was late, I had to sign in. Crazy hefer"

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 04, 2005

>> How Stupid is She?

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Storylady writes...

"I am so glad I found this site. Now my boyfriend will not have to hear me rant every evening when I get home. It is so bad that when I walk in the door I say "Do you know how Stupid Dam is?" and He of course replies in perfect comidic response. "How stupid is she? Yes it is that bad!Here goes. Today my co-worker Dam almost got us killed. I almosted peed myself thinking my body would be in a body bag complete with to tag!We were on our way to a meeting in a nearby city, driving on a very familiar 2 lane road as we go there once a month. She is busy concentrating on which exit she should get off when we get there and She is frustrated by the car in front of us as he is going exactly the speed limit. (Pam can not sit still, go slow, or make a completely coherent sentence)On this 2 lane road she decides to pass the car that is keeping her from going "her" speed limit. I look up and see a huge truck barreling towards us at a frightening speed. I scream DAM! she pulls back into the correct driving lane saying. "Oh! I though I was on the Four Lane! I wanted to smack her! We were inches away from a head on collision with an 18 wheeler and all she can say is: I thought we were on the 4 lane. OH MY GOD! WHAT AN IDIOT! Oh, but that is not all, In the meeting we where discussing ways to get our message to the masses. Someone brings up the possiblity of asking the clergy to expound on it during a sermon. Dam was not in favor of this and kept saying, (I have to do hers phonticly) per-ish-ers instead of Parishioners. She said this at least five times. I just lowered my shaking head and tried to distance myself from her.This is extremly difficult as we are the only two people in our program!So there you are. Thats my story of the day! I am sure there will be more! Stay tuned for more unbelievible but unfortunatly Oh-so-true adventures of The Dam!..."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 03, 2005

>> Big Momma

[ Boss ]

Anonymous writes...

"I have worked for this company for 6 years now. When I came to work here, I was told that a man owned the company. But I really think it is owned by the office mgr (BM). At least that is the way she acts. My VERY first day here, (this should have been my first clue), she "told" me to get her a cup of ice water. That, this was part of my "job description" to wait on her. (How I have put up with this woman, I have no idea.) By the way, she probably weighs 500 lbs, no exageration, is not married, 66 years old, and hateful to everyone she comes in contact with. Her favorite cuss word is GD. Which I can not stand.Well, that is a little back ground on her.......Now, last Friday, she got into a yelling, screaming cussing fight with the "owner". If I was him, I would have fired her on the spot. But this man does not have the "stuff" to stick up for himself. So....she is still here. I can't stand the woman, and no one else can either, not even the owner, but he won't get rid of her. This I do not understand... She has been here for 32 years. I do her job, all of it, with the exception of hitting print on the payroll cks, and figuring the taxes, that are never done on time. Everything else BM should do as an office mgr, she doesn't do. She surf's the net.I would sure like to know what she has over this company, or him, to be able to keep her job this long."

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 02, 2005

>> Terrrible Boss

[ Boss ]

Withheld writes...

"I work for a man, who looks like Rodney Dangefield and thinks he is as smart as Isaac Newton. He thinks he knows everything about Data and Networks , but he has no Solutions to any problems. He is the worse boss and the least intelligent human I have ever met. He tries to screw his workers and his own clients out of money. He pleasures himself in our only bathroom. He is inconsiderate and makes us work Christmas day only because he is Jewish and Christmas is a christian holday. You can't get any computer sales done, because no one is around on Christmas day. The only good thing, is my co-worker Red sleeps with the bosses wife, while he is out at the bank. At least that makes us all feel better.

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled

November 01, 2005

>> Middle management sucks

[ Rant ]

hard worker (not) writes...

"Why do they even bothr having such people? They don't make any decisions on which direction a company goes, nor do they make any deciions on employee salaries or status. They are a waste. Be gone, middle managers. They don't even work hard. They expect you to. Yet they have no say so for promotion. Worthless.

01:01 AM - Posted by Disgruntled