Topic: Your Job: The Movie (Read 177897 times)

Mongrel · « **Reply #120 on:** December 22, 2008, 08:19:49 PM »

The new company is paying me for the Saturday I spent in the airport.

I DEFINITELY let out a girlish giggle.

McDohl · « **Reply #121 on:** December 23, 2008, 03:06:12 AM »

If it's on business travel, then that's not unusual.

What IS unusual is for business travel on a traditional time-and-a-half day.

Mongrel · « **Reply #122 on:** December 23, 2008, 03:54:33 AM »

I was supposed to travel on Friday

Arc · « **Reply #123 on:** December 23, 2008, 10:03:16 AM »

Best you didn't.

She's a rough ride.

Zaratustra · « **Reply #124 on:** December 23, 2008, 03:27:45 PM »

well cushioned though

Friday · « **Reply #125 on:** December 23, 2008, 03:31:39 PM »

in soviet russia

Beat Bandit · « **Reply #126 on:** December 23, 2008, 06:04:06 PM »

Quote from: Cannon on November 27, 2008, 10:48:51 PM

tl;dr

Give her my number?

Thad · « **Reply #127 on:** December 29, 2008, 10:14:18 PM »

I got a job.

More later. I have to go to bed, so I can get up early tomorrow and go to my job.

Arc · « **Reply #128 on:** December 29, 2008, 11:21:27 PM »

Welcome aboard!

Rosencrantz · « **Reply #129 on:** December 29, 2008, 11:31:02 PM »

Quote from: Thad on December 29, 2008, 10:14:18 PM

I got a job.

More later. I have to go to bed, so I can get up early tomorrow and go to my job.

Congrats!

Koah · « **Reply #130 on:** December 30, 2008, 05:14:44 PM »

There's something... special about getting a call from a staffing agency calling on behalf of a company to inform you that you've been terminated from your position. I wouldn't really mind half as much if it were the company proper calling me, and half again if they said it to my face, but y'know, why mess with this wonderful passive-aggressive atmosphere we've fostered?

I'm feeling fucked over, burnt out, resigned and vaguely apathetic, like a cynical Japanese schoolgirl. "Oh, you guys again. Nice to see you. Boy, that tubal ligation keeps payin' for itself." (image of me pantomiming smoking goes here) "You guys want to speed this up a little? I got class in fifteen minutes."

Fucked over from everything overall, I mean, of which this is merely a small facet in a grander scheme. Analogies about boots and human faces come to mind most readily. I'd petition you all for possible employment but I don't have much in the way of desirable, marketable skills that aren't ridiculously common.

Thad · « **Reply #131 on:** December 30, 2008, 08:42:08 PM »

New job is nothing spectacular -- in fact, it's pretty much what I was doing right out of high school, which does not help the overwhelming sense of inertia in my life.

But hey, work's work, and come down to it, I'm making $1.50 more an hour than my old job, it's easier work, and nobody is going to call me at 2 AM on a Sunday. My objection to my old job was not simply the hard work or the low pay, it was the combination of the two; I told them flat-out that I'd stay on at the same salary if they'd let me work a straight 8-5 day.

Anyway. This isn't really the kind of sophisticated IT or programming work I'd have liked, but it's something. Contract's for three months; if nothing else, I'm paying my dues with the temp agency, who'll give me higher regard for doing a job I'm overqualified for and sticking with it for the duration of the contract rather than bail the first chance I get (which is what the last guy apparently did).

SCD · « **Reply #132 on:** January 09, 2009, 04:26:33 PM »

So I'm going over to another city to another "sister unit" for a week. Problem is that I have a vehicle that needs to be secured in a fenced compound, as rules dictate.

The other city requested the vehicle and its equipment.

Problem is that tonight when I arrive, they've refused to have someone over there to unlock the compound for us. This pissed my boss, a sharp and competent man, off. The result: He gave me a pair of bolt cutters, a blowtorch, a high-quality lock and two keys and told me that no matter what, the vehicle needs to be secure.

I plan to be strategically late the next morning after I sleep in a hotel this night. Interdepartmental drama, like the stuff you see on the beginning of the wire - season two is fun IRL.

Kayma · « **Reply #133 on:** January 09, 2009, 04:51:44 PM »

So, not at all to my surprise, my help desk job is incredibly fucking awful. I think I'm going to get my dentist/doctor's appointments in while I have healthcare, get a few dollars in the bank, and continue the job/grad school search. Balls.

Mongrel · « **Reply #134 on:** January 09, 2009, 07:36:48 PM »

Quote from: SCD on January 09, 2009, 04:26:33 PM

This pissed my boss, a sharp and competent man, off. The result: He gave me a pair of bolt cutters, a blowtorch, a high-quality lock and two keys and told me that no matter what, the vehicle needs to be secure.

Your boss is awesome.

SCD · « **Reply #135 on:** January 10, 2009, 01:35:39 AM »

An amendment. To emphasize how much I want to be an ass about it, I am showing up to work hungover, but this post really should be in the drunk thread

Thad · « **Reply #136 on:** January 10, 2009, 10:14:13 AM »

You can learn a lot about your coworkers by how they respond to an obvious question.

I've been imaging PC's -- P4's of the HP/Compaq variety -- and then sticking a couple gigs of RAM in them to send out to other branches.

At one point, I asked one of my coworkers, "What are these people doing that they need 2 gigs of RAM for?"

He responded, "That's MY question. They are fucking bitches who whine all the time and get whatever they want." The tirade continued for some time.

I asked another coworker the same question later, and he said "You'd be surprised."

I responded, "Well, actually, I would, because I'm the one installing software on these computers, and I don't see Vista or Photoshop anywhere, I just see Office 2003 running on XP."

The first guy is honest but volatile. The second has a stick up his ass, never questions anything, and expects everyone to do everything in a very specific way.

JDigital · « **Reply #137 on:** January 10, 2009, 02:38:35 PM »

If it's corporate, they're probably getting the upgrades for free. That gig of RAM goes straight to the expense budget and nobody questions it.

If it's home user, they may be confused by advertising that claims more RAM will make your computer faster, or they may be confusing primary and secondary memory and are afraid they'll run out of capacity for pirate music.

Thad · « **Reply #138 on:** January 10, 2009, 02:50:13 PM »

Quote from: JDigital on January 10, 2009, 02:38:35 PM

If it's corporate, they're probably getting the upgrades for free. That gig of RAM goes straight to the expense budget and nobody questions it.

Well, a quick look at NewEgg is telling me that a gig of Kingston PC5300 sells for about $10 these days, so it's not like the company's going bankrupt on it. But in a recession where we're reusing PC's, monitors, printers, and motherfucking BUBBLE WRAP as much as we possibly can, it still seems like a stupid way to be spending money.

SCD · « **Reply #139 on:** January 11, 2009, 08:17:43 PM »

So I was playing time crisis on the ferry back home.

Some father was shocked when I looked at him. I asked him if he was alright.

He claimed that he thought I was a real-life mannequin - an advert for my work.

Whoa.

News:

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