Topic: Your Job: The Movie (Read 177875 times)

Mongrel · « **Reply #180 on:** February 10, 2009, 06:09:06 PM »

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Büge · « **Reply #181 on:** February 10, 2009, 08:03:45 PM »

Something vexes thee?

Mongrel · « **Reply #182 on:** February 10, 2009, 09:04:06 PM »

Plz note thread title, thanx.

SCD · « **Reply #183 on:** February 12, 2009, 05:25:00 PM »

This was the last day of my 24-day workweek. It's over..

Here's hoping I never have to do that again, unless I actually have honest responsibilities and consequences should I fail in my tasks...

In an unrelated note, I'm now slated for teaching young soldats again this summer!

Mongrel · « **Reply #184 on:** February 17, 2009, 04:25:21 PM »

Today's update:

They're moving me to a windowless room that's about as bright an cheery as a broom closet. Actually, if it wasn't for the office door, I'd have sworn up and down that it was a storage room.

Also, they're bringing in someone new at an unspecified future date. given what I know about the company, I get get spend the next six months in unanswerable terror, unsure if I will be scapedgoated and replaced in payment for the giant clusterfuck that the Canadian operation has become.

Just zo long as ze CEO 'as someone to blame, eh?

Thad · « **Reply #185 on:** February 19, 2009, 06:43:21 AM »

Quote from: Thad on February 06, 2009, 10:38:48 PM

...incidentally, I have decided that if I tell any stories in the future of the two guys I sit near, I will refer to them as Michael and Samir.

I am working on rounding out my cast. There's another guy who I think makes a good Tom to match the Office Space theme; one of my coworkers is a dead ringer for House and another looks like Huey Freeman.

I am debating whether to refer to the religious kid as Flanders. It fits for the religious part but not the 21 years old and thinks he has the world figured out part.

He came in yesterday wearing a Real Men Love Jesus shirt. Huey and House did not care for it. The kid countered, "Hey, I'll wear what I want and you wear what you want. I'll wear Real Men Love Jesus, and if you want you can wear a shirt that says Real Men Love Beer." (He doesn't drink.)

I responded, "How about a shirt that says Jesus Really Loves Beer?"

Now I want to make a shirt that says that.

I've seen shirts around with Ben Franklin's "Beer is proof God loves us and wants us to be happy" quote on it, which I would also like to wear, but I think I'd have to make one because for fuck's sake I'm not going to pay $20 for a T-shirt.

Penny Arcade's Jesus shirts would also be appropriate, but they only come in black and, as I've noted before, black shirts get entirely too damned hot in the summer for me to own very many of them.

Tangentially related: my first year of college, we had a very religious neighbor who had a Real Men Love Jesus bumper sticker on his shitty car that he had to push to get out of its parking space. We used to joke that real cars go in reverse.

Doom · « **Reply #186 on:** February 19, 2009, 06:59:18 PM »

The biggest asshole at my workplace is going off-site to work for four months.

Mongrel · « **Reply #187 on:** February 23, 2009, 05:14:06 PM »

My boss is reaching the point where she only send me 2-word replies, or if I'm less lucky, none at all. This is a problem when she's the only person in the company who can fix a lot of the fucked-up shit we're all wallowing in.

On the funnier side: I fucked up an order last week (not entirely my fault, but mostly, yeah) and there was a meeting scheduled so I could take my lumps.

She rescheduled the meeting no less than five times today, until it fell off the end of the workday and was rescheduled for tomorrow. Honestly, I find that more hilarious than anything. That woman desperately needs to admit she can't do all this shit and needs help but she just can't bring herself to do it.

Classic · « **Reply #188 on:** February 23, 2009, 06:04:42 PM »

I wonder if she's more terrified of asking a man for help, or asking a woman for help.

I wonder what I'd find more terrifying.

Mongrel · « **Reply #189 on:** February 23, 2009, 07:07:13 PM »

I think it's more a control issue than a gender one. She's one of those people who's always gotten ahead by just. Working. HARDER.

The problem with that attitude in in the the way that it's rewarded.

But hey, all MY requests are legit, well-documented, and critical to our operations. She doesn't want to do it, NOT MY PROBLEM.

Brentai · « **Reply #190 on:** February 26, 2009, 09:38:43 AM »

Anybody live in San Diego who wants to let me use their address sos I can get work in San Diego?

Mongrel · « **Reply #191 on:** February 27, 2009, 10:17:15 PM »

Today was kind of funny at work. I was there for 13 hours. Why?

Me a week and a half ago: Hey manager, we need to get X set up for all this shit for monday. Half of the entire province of British Columbia will be mad at us if we don't get these orders out.

Manager: Lalalalalalala I can't hear you.

Me: ...

Me on monday: Hey this shit isn't done yet. Can we get this going so maybe I can send these today? Shipments to the ass-ends of the Western Cordilliera have to go early in the week or not at all.

Manager: [vague reply]

Me: ...

Me on tuesday: Is it done yet?

Manager: No. [actual reply! No comment, no "It'll get done later", just 'not yet']

Me on wednesday, etc.: [You get the idea]

Finally, friday afternoon rolls around. The national sales manager is wondering what the fuck is going on, and the BC account rep has been bouncing off walls for three days. At 3:15 pm my manager FINALLY FIXES THE ACCOUNTS SO I CAN SEND ORDERS. Ohheythesearenowaweeklateandhavetogothismonday.

Manager: So you're gonna come in this weekend to do this right? I'll OK the extra hours!

Me:

So I just stayed late instead.

At this point, I can say without any hyperbole at all, that I cannot think of a single major client in the entire country that we have not managed to piss off. THE ENTIRE NATION OF CANADA IS MAD AT US RIGHT NOW. OW QUIT IT.

Oh and as an added bonus, a FedEx plane carrying an irreplaceable medical shipment for a Montreal client did a belly flop on landing at the airport this morning. I had to spend an hour making arrangements for off-hours delivery, but amusingly enough we actually got the freight. Today even!

Niku · « **Reply #192 on:** March 01, 2009, 08:40:05 PM »

I think eventually, they're going to stop letting me do the marquee.

Mongrel · « **Reply #193 on:** March 02, 2009, 04:07:29 AM »

It's like those online "LOL MAKE UR OWN SIGN" image generators... only IT'S REAL.

Mongrel · « **Reply #194 on:** March 03, 2009, 07:32:42 AM »

Quote from: Iron_Mongrel on February 23, 2009, 05:14:06 PM

On the funnier side: I fucked up an order last week (not entirely my fault, but mostly, yeah) and there was a meeting scheduled so I could take my lumps.

She rescheduled the meeting no less than five times today, until it fell off the end of the workday and was rescheduled for tomorrow. Honestly, I find that more hilarious than anything.

This meeting has now been re-scheduled almost every day (sometimes twice in a day) to the point where it was just re-scheduled again for this friday.

Even if it doesn't get re-re-re-scheduled again, it will now have been delayed for over two weeks.

SCD · « **Reply #195 on:** March 04, 2009, 04:18:48 PM »

The use of Advice dog back at the office is gold. Gold.

McDohl · « **Reply #196 on:** March 04, 2009, 05:32:19 PM »

I should start shooting Daily Reminders With Advice Dog around the office.

Mongrel · « **Reply #197 on:** March 06, 2009, 12:39:48 PM »

Quote from: Iron_Mongrel on March 03, 2009, 07:32:42 AM

Quote from: Iron_Mongrel on February 23, 2009, 05:14:06 PM
On the funnier side: I fucked up an order last week (not entirely my fault, but mostly, yeah) and there was a meeting scheduled so I could take my lumps.

She rescheduled the meeting no less than five times today, until it fell off the end of the workday and was rescheduled for tomorrow. Honestly, I find that more hilarious than anything.

This meeting has now been re-scheduled almost every day (sometimes twice in a day) to the point where it was just re-scheduled again for this friday.

Even if it doesn't get re-re-re-scheduled again, it will now have been delayed for over two weeks.

Slowly, sloooowwwwwly... the meeting has grown little legs and creeps ever-closer to five pm.

It's like hands-off whack-a-mole at glacial speed.

The Artist Formerly Known As Yoji · « **Reply #198 on:** March 06, 2009, 01:38:51 PM »

Uh...SolidWorks claims that these two parts are concentrically aligned by the circled holes. Reloading the assembly did nothing, either.

Mongrel · « **Reply #199 on:** March 06, 2009, 03:07:45 PM »

It actually happened!

Sum total of meeting: My boss telling me repeatedly to stop doing something that I had already stopped doing after she told me to stop doing it three weeks ago.

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