Why do I have to deal with them? Did I not bitch incessantly when I was told I'd have to move in with my immediate manager? Did I not say it would be a problem? I think I did. I think I ranted and raved and pissed and moaned more than one human being should have to.
So it isn't until I threaten to stop working and put the beat down on someone that I'm taken seriously. WTF??? Do you think I'm bitching to hear the sound of my own voice? I don't THINK so!
It's like this. When the Master Batcher left *I* was the only one left who understood the "tricks" because *I* was the only one who spent enough time with him to learn them. And who understood his thinking. I had to function on MY OWN because I did NOT have a choice.
There are others who have followed behind me who aren't as "independent" and cannot work by themselves without constant supervision/hand holding. One of these individuals was SUPPOSED to move in with our manager so SHE could be babysat by him constantly. Do they move her in there? Well hell no! They stick ME in the middle of Grand Central Station.
ME!!! With ELEVEN FUCKING projects - TWICE as many as anyone else on the team has because "you can handle it". I can handle it because I LISTENED to the Master Batcher and I TOOK NOTES!
So now my work is beginning to suffer because all I do from about 7am until 9am is tell people "no, he's not in, I don't know when he'll be in - come back at lunch." "No, I don't know if he got it/sent it/knows who/what the hell you are." "no, I can't help you. I don't know/have it". Constantly. Every fucking day for TWO HOURS until his ass decides to show up.
Can I get any of MY work done? No. I'm too busy trying to wade thru the people in my office to do anything. And everyone wants to congregate in our doorway so I can't move. Or better yet, they literally SHOVE me out of the way so they can cram into the office with the three of us. That damned place is the size of a fucking CLOSET and there are THREE of us in there.
Four if you count the co-worker who is in there constantly because she can't do anything without a bunch of hand-holding.
So there are FOUR fucking people shoved into this closet and I'm going berserk. I finally went to my manager (after trying to find her for two damned days) and said I can't do my job and I won't do my job until I either give half of these projects away or I get moved to a less trafficed place.
There's NO REASON for half of those people to be in there constantly. They are just clingy and needy. Fucking DEAL. It's just (something I can't name)! NO ONE is going to DIE from it!! It's not that important in the overall scheme of things! It's just NOT! So why are you standing there sniveling about a fucking pH curve?
My God, sometimes I wonder how in the hell some people can even put their clothes on they seem so stupid. How hard is it to dump some fucking acid into something until the pH lowers? It's NOT!!! Fo'! A trained monkey could do it but YOU can't? WTF???? Geez.
Obviously this job is a little too mentally challenging for you. Maybe you should go into acting or modeling. That don't take a lick of sense. It just annoys the fuck outta me that I can't do my job because other people are too stupid to do theirs.
Hopefully I will be moving before Pennsic. And not during. I'm not missing the war to move. I didn't want in there in the first place.
Now riddle me this, Batman. It's my office and two people (neither of which resides in there) decide to have a meeting there that does not concern me. Is that rude or what? When I ask them to go get a meeting room they wanna raise shit. THEN the one comes back later while I was having a private discussion with the DOOR CLOSED and just walks in, sits down and acts like she belongs there. I'm like "you know, I'm right in the middle of something." She's like "well, I don't care." Talk about fucking RUDE. Took everything I had not to bitch slap her.
Needless to say, SHE is the idiot who can't fucking function on her own because she's too stupid. So when she comes crying to me (and she will because she can't do the job on her own) I'm going to tell her to go to hell. She's like "well, you're just gonna have to deal with me being in here all the time." Why? Because you're a fucking idiot who can't do their job? Why should I have to put up with you because you're stupid?
Then she bitches to me because she doesn't get raises or promotions!!! WTF???? It's because you're a FUCKTARD! How hard is that to understand? Oh, wait, you were the idiot who couldn't figure out that you had to dump acid into the product to lower the pH. Forget it. You probably STILL can't understand why you don't get raises/promotions. And if I told you it was because you were stupid you wouldn't believe it.
Maybe you should take a look at how many times you have to ask someone for help and how long you've been doing the job. It's been two years and you still can't figure it out? I don't think it's because the job is HARD. It's because you're stupid.
/rant. Whew!
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