- 7 years ago
- Wedding: September 2014
Sigh. I’m really tired of working here. I’m seriously underemployed and, while I like some of my coworkers and my job isn’t the worst, this week has been pretty awful. Two of the three guys at our parts desk are useless. I’ll page that they have a call to pick up, and NO ONE will touch it (except the third guy, but hello, he won’t get all of the calls). Today, I paged the first time, and the good guy walked in and said to just put it on one of their specific lines because they were both just standing there doing nothing.
Last week, one of the useless guys walked in to the breakroom, which is FIVE FEET from my desk, and proceeded to bitch at the branch manager about me and how I “need to watch it” with those calls. Hello? There’s a wall between us, and I cannot see if you guys are busy or just standing around! I can’t count the number of times someone has walked in from out there and said that two of you are just dicking around and ignoring the phone.
I sent the branch manager an email ASAP that said, “If other people feel the need to discuss my job performance, I would appreciate that it not be done within earshot of me; that is incredibly inappropriate. I cannot see what is going on out at the counter, and I cannot count the number of times that someone has told me that two of the guys are flat out ignoring the phone. I should not be complained about for doing my job.“
He actually came over and talked to me the next morning and said that I was doing a great job and that the other guy had no business saying those things, but he didn’t stop him the day before. Whatever.
I have a co-worker. Love her to death. But the constant talk of her freaking menopause symptoms. E.v.e.r.y.d.a.y. Like really?? We share a common space with four other men, I’m sure they do not think its okay. And as a woman I certainly don’t either. Nor do I want hear about your gyno issues or infections. Just shut up. I want to tell her to pipe down about it, but I won’t. I just put in my ear phones.
I’m currently dealing with a salesperson at our company who does not know how to pick battles. She will argue about the smallest, most insignificant details. I’m not saying that details are pointless, but time management is soooo important at a start-up company like ours because there are so few people working here. She has to go to a conference this week and I had to order up some giveaway items with our logo on it for her to hand out at the booth. She wanted 2 different logos on the item, but we could only afford to print one, and I told her this ahead of time. Cut to an email yesterday wondering if the printer messed up because only one logo sppeared on the item. “Well, yeah, I explained the other day that we were getting them printed with the one logo to stay in budget and the director agreed with me”. “Oh, no, this is awful. Customers won’t get the message at all.” And then she proceeds to complain all day long. Yes, this free handout from the booth is greatly going to affect customer perceptions. Not the sales pitch or our display, nope it’s definitely going to be this free thing that will surely end up collecting dust in someone’s desk.
Meanwhile, I’m losing ground on way more important marketing projects that I need to work on, including research on two completely new markets for our company. And I’m sure when the time comes, she’s going to complain about stupid details from those projects too. I don’t mind discussing things with sales, I just need to feel like it’s worth my time, and it never is with this person. I’m almost at the point where I want to give her a PowerPoint slide deck about how to pick battles.
The biggest perk of being a nanny-no coworkers. But I used to work with all young women and it was like a middle school, complete with the word bitch being tossed around constantly
@badabing88: As you know, for the longest time I honestly believed my Doctor-boss truly thought that I was retarded. It took my co-worker (who only lasted a little over a month) getting canned for him to realize that I do EVERYTHING around here (read: cleaning, organizing, returning phone calls, scheduling patients, opening and closing the office, confirming appointments, laser procedures, running the Facebook page, the list goes on). It took him until yesterday (and we’ve been here since October) to take notice. And he complimented me on my performance. For the first time in 9 months. I’m glad he did, but I’m still annoyed that it took him 9 MONTHS AND A TERMINATION to notice.
This might have to turn into a Thursday coworker thread. My charming coworker I told you all about yesterday just sent me something that was due yesterday. The thing is, it was only his job to forward it. From the date on the email I can see that he received it on July 2nd. SO WHY DID YOU SIT ON IT FOR A MONTH?!?!? I would have been done by now instead of trying to cram in all this work the week before my wedding!
So I wrote back “hey, I actually won’t be here for lunch. Y’all enjoy” and she writes back “Oh. Well, I guess I’ll cover your part, since I counted you in when I ordered.”
What I *want* to say back, but cannot:
1. I wasnt here to have a say in this. I happen to hate that restaurant, even though you all love it, so even if I had been aware of the plan I wouldn’t have chipped in.
2. You *assumed* I was participating…why, I’ll never know, since I dont talk to any of you ever.
3. It’s *one person*. It increases everyones contribution roughly $1, I did the math.
4. I heard multiple people tell you you were ordering WAY TOO MUCH FOOD. Looks to me like this would be a perfect time to call the restaurant back and knock off some of that excess…but wait: you always do this because you want the leftovers.
Get me OUT of corporate America!
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