IT has to a point where I have started to hate my colleague. I wish I worked with people of my calibre. I don't fit. It it's painful to know that after u have worked with people for 3 years no one has your back when u need their assistance. Feeling so sad
So i am a dental assistant fresh out of school. I worked for a dental office as an intern and when i finished all of my hours they decided that they wanted to hire me. I thought this was the greateast thing in the world because i was told my dentist doesnt hire alot of people hes had the same 2 assistants for 16+ years so i felt special to get the job. Now i work for this office and i hate it. Im only 20 and the other 2 assistants are way older than me and all day they walk around the office talking about me and when i ask for their help with anything they take their sweet precious time and by the time they come assist me with something the dentist is in the room mad at me because i didnt do what ever he had asked me to do. I try not to talk about people because i hate drama and talking about them would only add fuel to the fire so i keep to myself. Ive been working as a paid assistant for him for about a month now and i have yet to recieve a paycheck even though they said id get paid bi-weekly. And on top of all that he is one of the most rudest person ive ever met, im a black female with very coarse hair but i keep my hair in a pony tail and he told me that he didnt want me wearing my real hair out in the office anymore bc he doesnt like it, mind you one of the other assistants is completly natural so her hair is no more tamed then mine is, one day i had a anxiety attack while at work and he treated me like "oh its just anxiety youll be okay just get back to work" the anxiety artack was accompanied by a asthma attack and since then ive been hearing around the office that im too new to be leaving work early because of that.I want to leave his office and never return but being that im just starting out i k ow it would be hard for me to find another job. Has anyone ever been in this situation? Do i stay and put up with it all to gain experience or should i take my chances and leave this office.
I went to college for a long, long time. College is a scam.
I hate my boss and my job, but I can't switch jobs because I'm dependent on this income. I'd really like to do my own thing and get away from this all. Sometimes I just want to run away.
I wish I could pack up my house, my wife, and take off. I want to either hit it big or I just want to move to Nowheresville and live out life more simply.
I really wish I were more creative and could start my own thing. I want a better life for me and for my beloved wife.
Enjoy the people you work with. You spend all day with them.
Music is my life so I guess I have to find some musicians to relate to.
So after a whirlwind few weeks backpacking around the wonders and at times despair of India. I spent a few forced days in Goa to rest and relax (partly due to friends opinion and influence rubbing off on ne though i would never tell them that)
I'd hoped the combination of backpacking and living it up in secluded paradise would prepare/ jolt back into flying back in my old life and kick onto the next stage
While i can't sit here a type that im daydreaming of flying to another far flung destination or getting exicited so i can get back to my laptop so i can apply for this and that job. Neither of those scenarios are apply to me
The scenario which im currently set on is to great extent my life seems to be unwanted autopilot but i know for certain its not something i want. But what i think is worse i dont know what i want. Thats my problem if i knew what i wanted i would be doing it surely???
I cant say my entire life is mundane or miserable but i have for a while have this gut sinking feeling i have not chosen this life, i seemed to have stumbled or fallen or maybe coasted into a weird set of life choices
- I grew old before i and got good at being irresponsible and young
- Sick to death of being poor student so i sold my soul and arguably brain for a company payslip
- I arguably excel at work but not through passion or career dreams. Rather I'm a quick learner and my new brain amoung an older generation sparkles brighter
- I feel as though i have tied down to hometown with invisible weights (but i have no kids, no mortgage payments, no real family commitments)
- I tirelessly work to pay off debts i have up to my eyeballs but then for my own sanity have to have yearly holiday blowout
So why as an semi intelligent woman am i in this predicament
The sinking prospect of walking back into my place of work and putting on a version of myself that i dont think is the best version of me
Im not as daft to think this could just be holiday blues, i know i have prospects; jobs, studying and my friends and family.
But why do have this sinking feeling???
Someone who turning 25 in 3 days
I understand that there always needs to be a working class
the working class
is this nation's
Imagine a country that took a whole week off.
The hardest working individual on earth
I am agree that no names is a better way of doing things.
I have had a lot of interest from another party so if you keep your end of the deal it will remain exclusive. 4 278 50
Priča iz prošlosti: Novi vlasnik Antša Žuljžulj želi novosti u novoj organizacijskoj cjelini koja u njegovom holdingu se po prvi put neće baviti bagerima i otraj-dotraj biznisom. Tadašnji stručnjaci za marketing su mu rekli da je potreban: ribrending, krvtiisusovu. Sjedeći u Blatu gledajući slike Tima Ujevića, sjeti se da to ne treba više izgledati kao bivši sustav. Asocijacija na novo ime treba biti suptilnija, nešto uzvišenija. U tom trenutku je zvonio telefon i s druge strane je odvjetnik i pita:
“Gazda kako će se zvati nova firma. trebam je tu registrirati?”
Vrlo smirenim glasom što dolikuje tehnomenadžerima toga doba, Antša kaže odvjetniku:
“Čekaj što me jeb*š, koji kuac me sad zoveš. Čekaj da vidim meni… Konobar što čekaš. Jer imaš drvene noge. Tko te zaposlio i kada. Gdje si bio 91. koji kuac. Gdje Ti je tata bio 45.
Jesi još prika na liniji… ostani još na liniji.
Reci što ima od ponude dana… Ima školjke na buzaru, nema janjetine? Koji kuac nema janjetine…
Reci jesi još na liniji. I što hoćeš od mene? Novo ime? da treba novo ime.
Treba neko suptilno što će asocirati na našu djelatnost. Neko uzvišeno i što ima s prirodom i dubinom. Što se skriva pa se otkrije…
Reci konobar, nema janjetine jebate vrag. A što ću jesti. neću valjda jest školjke. ”
Gledajući u meni i razmišljajući o razgovoru preko linije…
“Nek se zove Školjska knjiga. I nemoj me više zvati… radi nešto i zašto te plaćam a ne da pričamo preko telefona. Ako me nastaviš zajebavati i zvati, prekinut ću ti ugovor”
Čovjek više nije zvao. Trebao mu je novac.
Za par dana je odvjetnik došao nakon par mjeseci i donio odluku o registraciji novog imena. Inače u Banana republici to traje godinama ali je Antša potegao sve moguće veze.
Kada je njegova tadašnja mala Martinčica vidjela to. Pitala ga kako je došlo do tog imena. Tatica nije odgovarao dva dana nakon što je pročitao novo ime firme. Dugo u noć razmišljao je o koracima i postupcima, kako se to dogodilo da postane Školjska knjiga.
Prekinuo je suradnju s odvjetnikom koji je to napravio jer ga smatra glupim, nesposobnim i idiotom. On mu je napravio puno stvari koje su bile na granici za zakonom ili ti nelegalne ali ga je sada stvarno zajebo.
Nije razumio kako može biti odvjetnik a da ga toliko zejebe. Toliko godina surađuju i zajebe ga oko imena.
Martinčica je govorila tatici kako je to zapravo vrlo kreativno… A kada bi spustila slušalicu pozvala bi svoju mamicu i počela plakati dugo u noć. “kako je tata glup, kako sve upropasti”. I jednostavno bi bilo bolje da ona to preuzme. Mama ju je smirila “da će doći i njeno vrijeme”.
Nako dva dana se javio:
- “Reci kćerko. Zvala si me”,
Tatice, tatice zašto si dao Školjska knjiga kao naziv.
- Vidiš kćerkice, Meni školjka predstavlja čuvanje nečeg važnog, kao biser.
Zamisli zapravo ovu našu republiku koja je kao more u kojoj se nalaze i lijepe i ružne stvari. Postoje prekrasni koralji i u isto vrijeme postoje morski psi koji plove i jedu ljude. Mora u tom moru postojati nešto što krije bisere, a to se zove naša baština koju mi trebamo pretvoriti u tiskanu riznicu. I zbog toga je to Školjska knjiga kao jedini mogući naziv. Jel se slažeš s time?
Martinčica je zadihano počela:
“Tatice, tatice je bi nešto modernije Scool book. Ono kao skul a u isto vrijeme si cool. To je ful fensi. A i prema feng šuiu je to super ime. Bacala sam tarot karte i one kažu da može biti i Scool book ali teško bi bilo Shell-book. Ima ona naftna kompanija shell pa ne bi da to mi tako. Pričala sam s modnim i marketinškim stručnjacima, i njime se ne sviđa Školjska i više im je ovo Cool super. Kužiš tatice, tatice.”
Hoćeš da me svi zajebavaju da imam firmu engleskog naziva, a u republici smo?
-Bit će Školjska knjiga i gotov je razgovor.
Gledajući se u ogledalo se počeo sjećati prošlosti dok ga je mater raštikom hranila. Gleda se u ogledalo kako je sebi lijep, pametan, zgodan, fin i uglađen.
“Pa i ja sam se trebao zvati Antiša, a dali mi ime Antša – nu gle ga što mi fali.”
To jutro je bilo uobičajeno kao i sva druga jutra koje se javljaju u glavnom gradu Banana republike koji se zove Banderas Capital. Ptičice su pjevale nad obližnjem kazalištu, arije koje govore o sreći i ljubavi. O tome kako je ptičji svijet malo drugačiji od onog ljudskog.
Legenda kaže da je ulica dobila ime po teme što su 28 osam radnika Radničkog vjeća željelo drugog vlasnika u ono vrijeme kada će republika postati banana. Glavnu stvar je odradio Banan fond za privatizaciju koji je uzeo njihova prava i velikoj izdavačkoj kući je krenula promjena vlasništva. A to je igra u koja se temelji na par dječjih principa… Istim onim knjigama koje sama izdavačka kuća izdaje. A dječji principi se zovu:
- Tko prvi zabije – dobije
- Tko je jamio, jamio je
- Tko se nije skrio magarac je bio
- Zakon je kao paukova mreža, sitne muhe se skupljaju a stršljenovi prolaz
Znači da se vratimo na promjenu vlasništva. Dio tih radnika koji su željeli da sve bude kako je do sada nisu prihvaćali nove suvremene trendove. A to je dolazak novih snažnih duhom, imotneandertalaca. Posebne vrste špiljskih ljudi koji znaju sve. Radnici su željeli zastarjele i jednostavno dobre stvari koje su odavno radile: da su oni uključeni u odlučivanje i da imaju svoja prava.
• Dio njih je kupljen, tzv. podmićeni – i rečeno im je da dok je tu sadašnja uprava – njima se neće dirati plaće (što je isplo velika laž od osobe koja se pozivala na Boga i poštenje). Među njima je i menadžment bivše izdavačke kuće koji su naglo dolazili tužni na posao i plakali radnicima da ne mogu ništa, a doma ih je čekao novi automobil.
• Dio njih je dobio otkaz, tzv. otkazani – otišli su na tadašnji zavod za zapošljavanje. Izmišljeno je da su bili „neradnici, nisu stizali na vrijeme, kasnili, da su govorili protiv tadašnje imperije koja uzvraća udarac“.
• Ima podvrsta otkazanih, tzv. otkazani pa se sude. Oni su tužili novo rukovodstvo i još sada su nakon XX broja godina na sudu. Jednostavna metoda je da se samo potplati sudac da oteže slučaj što nije teško u Banana državama.
Tada je nastao dugogodišnji rat gdje u toj epskoj bitci, na kraju su pobjedu donijeli imotneandertal u sjajnoj pobjedi na kojem su temelji moderne Banana Republike. U spisima bilježnika moderne povijesti se zove: privatno Tebi (zeka i banana meni) ili točniji izraz privatizacija.
Tada su znojavi BAGERISTI postali zamisli KULTURISTI. I taj znoj primitivizma nikada neće biti opran.
Dio radnika je nestao. Za njih se kaže da su otišli u rat, da su otišli u inozemstvo. Neki su umrli od tuge i sramote jer nisu tako doživljavali svoju zamlju.
Bilo ih je 28.
I zato se ulica zove Masakryranih 28.
I have finally realized that I love my job. When I grow up I want to make a list of jobs I have done and I hope there are hundreds.
I come in at 830....I leave at 430. During this 8 hour shift I think about how I'd love to take a nap or how I wished I got a few more minutes when I woke up this morning. Or maybe went to bed at 9 instead of 10. Surely enough as I am done combating my sleep for 8 hours...I begin the 5-10min glory walk to my car. Then, I completely forget why I need that extra sleep and repeat the cycle all over again.
I recently went to an interview where the interviewers made many stingily personal negative comments as if they were a fact and not their opinion. The comments could have been summarized as “ We are sorry, we feel that you lack experience, and you are not what the were looking for” or something short and straightforward.
They instead went on an angry tirade. I asked “Yes, can go?” and left before I allowed one interviewer to finish their long-winded critique. I still am offended by their comments. They could have expressed their information/opinion in a constructive way, instead of using double talk and personal attacks.
My question is, is expressing dissatisfaction to someone in a higher position ever worth pursuing after an interview? I know this will limit chances of being hired there if the opportunity comes up when I have some more experience. But, the chance of blowing off some steam with some negative comments of my own seems tempting.
Comments such as:
-Discriminatory about my facial characteristics
-Needs a refresher course in simple manners.
Come to mind.
In the end I can forgive and try to learn from the negative by making them positive.
I'm so tired of this job! I have been sitting here along with my section doing nothing for the last 3 months! There is no mission and no work to do. We literally sit here. I check my email, talk to people , and obviously come on here. It is making me goo crazy and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. It's great to have a job and steady paycheck but MAN I need something to keep me busy for 8 hours every day or I'll go crazy!
To my last table of the night,
At 8:30pm, 30 minutes before the restraunt closes, all 16 of you decided to go out for a nice dinner. At this time the hostess informed me that I was getting you as a table. I was excited, it had been a slow night and needed a little extra money. As soon as you sit down, I grab your drink orders and get them for you in a timely manner. After handing out your drinks I patiently waited for all of your food orders. By this time it was 8:45 and I had put everything in the computer. You had special requests and allergies that we happily accommodated for. Five minutes after putting your food in, I brought out your salads. Nothing was wrong and you all seemed pleased. I grabbed refills for your sodas and waters and chatted with you about how I just graduated from college. While waiting for your main courses, I asked you about split checks, which I happily calculated (perfectly) for you. Finally, with in 15 minutes of putting the order in, the expo team and I plated your food and made sure that everything was what you asked for. A team of 3 servers helped me carry your plates out on trays and we sat your food in front of you. I asked if anything was needed, and one person hadn't gotten her food, quick fix, I went to the kitchen and grabbed it for you, no problems at all. I grabbed all of your children sides of ranch and honey mustard and all of your refills. You all ate and I waited patiently as my co workers tipped out the help and headed out. I didn't mind, you were all pleasant people and I needed the money. At the end of your meals I grabbed most of the plates out of the way and passed out the split checks. All of you paid with your gift cards and the rest on your cards. Once again, in a timely manner, I got your receipts back to you and bid you a farewell. Most of you tipped me fairly well. 18 to 20 percent is the usual, I provided what I thought was excellent service, but the last credit card receipt I picked up had a total bill of 140 and you had paid 50 on your gift card, which left 90 for you to pay on your card, and you left me a whopping 10 dollars.
Let me tell you a little something. My pay is 2.33 cents and hour, my tips are my paychecks. At the end of the night, 5 percent of my sales goes to paying the bus boys, the expo team, dish and the bar (yes I have to pay the bar even if you don't drink), so if I have a good night and make an average of 20 percent of my sales, I am walking out with 15 percent. So let's do some math. Your check was 140 dollars 20 percent of 140 is 28 dollars. You tipped me around six percent. So out of the money that you paid me tonight, I get to leave with 2 dollars of it. So thank you. Because you were able to find it out of the good of your heart to tip me just enough to pay the people who helped me, I get to leave with enough to pay for a gallon of gas, or a pack of gum.
I have worked for my money since I was 15 years old, and I hope that your kids have the same values and morals that I do. I hope that one day your kids will be able to support themselves and maybe even you. I hope that if they ever become a server that they won't be sitting in their car in tears writing down their thoughts on a blog site over 2 hours after a table leaves them with nothing in their hands as they take their 45 minute drive home. But hey, as I said before, I hope that your meal was great, the faces that you didn't see tonight really deserved their share.
Sincerely, your server tonight.
After the recent shooting at the pulse you know the Warlocks are passed . They don't like police harassing their boys and they love getting their brown eyes drilled . Shooting up their hang out poor Warlock president is devastated . He can't suck his boy's penis
Every time I go to the kitchen in my office....there is food and dishes all in the sink or around the sink, water and paper towels around the sink, dirty microwaves....so on and so forth. You people are old enough to be mommies and daddies!! At this age you should know how to clean up after yourself. lol I am 24 years old and I know how to do it. I guess people get paid to clean up after everyone for a reason.
Just a light-hearted rant lol.....rant over
So, I have temp working with me, well when she is at work, actually even when she is at work she does crap job or she ion the phone trying to take care of her personal business. It's not just that she is awful employee, she is fat, she is chewing her food loudly, she is a smoker so she breads very hard when she is at her desk, her BO is horrible. Anyhow my boss doesn't want to let her go, because she has hard life, she is poor, and she says she is sorry when she creates mistakes that I have to fix. I am so frustrated, and I so badly want her to quit, but who would want to quit job where you are not held accountable for mistakes you make. I so badly want to tell her how much I dislike her and if I was the boss she would be out the door long time ago. I just hate this woman.
I do it solely to make ends meet. But I hate it. 90% of the kids I teach are little douche bags. Several times, I had to remind myself that corporal punishment is a no-go these days.
As much as I hate the kids, I realize it's not entirely their fault. Most of the parents are junkies/drunks, and the administration does literally nothing for discipline. I feel like the only person in the school who actually tries to correct students' poor behavior, and it makes me a rage demon by the end of the day, because these kids are so fucking disrespectful.
I also despise several of my coworkers. One guy, Steve, is literally the off-brand version of Donald Trump. He thinks he's hot shit, and that everything he has to say is important. He gets in my personal space, and is so unprofessional it's crazy. I reported him once before for questionable behavior, but surprise, the administration did nothing.
I have three days till the end of the school year... hopefully this will be my last year there.
Did anyone see that post on here about the boss banging horse face Lindsay? Disgusting. Steve is a gigantic douche.
I have a lot of passions. Most of them are arts related. However, when it comes down to training, taking classes, or just practicing, I can't motivate myself to do it. It makes me feel like a lazy slacker who doesn't want it enough. But I do. I want to explore my passions more than anything. I just really hate taking classes. How can I make myself get in the mindset for training?
I had a very good job, it was my first job so I wasn't expecting to love it as much as I did. Everyday I was actually excited and happy to go to work. I loved the job, I loved my co-workers (most of them), and I loved the people. I never expected to get blind sided. I got 'let go' because I was in my orientational period and at that point they can let you go for literally anything. His (my boss) only reasoning for letting me go was that I wasn't a good fit. Like, really? Really? I couldn't help but cry as I signed the papers releasing me and as he escorted me out, as soon as he left I bawled. I was completely heart broken and still am. I'm afraid to get another job because I'm scared I won't be a good fit and end up falling in love just to get tossed out again. I can't believe it's completely acceptable for people to be treated this way. I need another job but I don't want anything like the job I had before because of this fear and I'm going to be a lot less confident coming in due to this experience so thanks for nothing, C. -Des
So this work year has been terrible. I've asked for assistance all year mainly because my immediate supervisor is too inexperienced for her position. This is a case of, who you know and not what. Anyway, the entire department has been mishandled and the supervisor is an idiot. Everyone who I've turned to has criticized me for being unreasonable and impatient. Well now the year is wrapping up and if I can't get a transfer I'm just quitting. People have had a whole year to witness the bullshit I've been dealing with and now their upset that I'm throwing in the towel. Well, where was the concern when I was seriously asking for help? Let me just say, I'm a fuckin badass with an extremely good work ethic. I've picked up so much slack that I can't live through another year of the same irresponsible management. I gave it a chance to get better, I asked for help, I made suggestions and nothing. So I think I'll just enjoy the fact that some people will be eating shit in a month. The experience it takes to do my job can't be purchased in a school. You have to live it out to get better. It takes years and apprenticeship under a seasoned professional. So piss off losers. Hope you enjoy the mess you made.
If you know that your 1st out of 2 flights will get you in late to grab the connecting flt....WHY THE FUCK! would you wait til right before take off time to call and ask to be put on another flight? and when told that all the other direct flights are sold out and only thing left are more connection flights you get an attitude with me?
I swear people lose their damn brains and shit them out when they travel by air. Bunch of fucking idiots!
Comcast is the most evil company on earth.
I work there. It's getting better, as I accept that I am now an agent of evil.
I serve up evil with a smile and politeness.
"I'm sorry sir, but there is nobody that can help you." You are screwed for all eternity.
I am currently a paralegal and have a bachelors degree. I am okay with going back to school (as long as its for no more than 7 years)
I want to find a job that pays around $70k (okay if thats not pay until after some years of experience) and that only works 3 days a week. My friend is currently a nurse in ER and he gets paid about $69k - mind you he does work looong hours and its a stressful job. I am open to something like this. My main goal is work less days and have good benefits. (he gets like a month paid vacation every year- NOT A BAD GIG, RIGHT?)
Any advice or insight really does help
I started at my work 18months ago and have only been in the industry for 3 years. When I started there there were two other professionals working there full time both of which had been in the industry for over 10 years. About 6 months after i started one left and they decided to 'promote' me by giving me more senior duties that were only meant to make up 50% of my role along with my existing work in a specialised area. When I agreed to take on the extra work I was advised my college would be responsible for the training of the new staff member etc and I was only given a pay rise in line with my existing job and experience and not the additional work. They then hired a replacement that was suppose to take the remainder of the work.
The replacement however, is a lot more junior then I was originally and needs quite a bit of extra help and training. In addition, as English isn't their first language i need to communicate with clients on her behalf and review her work. I am struggling and feeling swamped. Back in January i spoke to my boss about struggling with my work load and he said I needed to speak to my colleague (the remaining guy with 10+ years experience) as he is the work flow manager. The next week that same boss allocated me even more work to do as it was too difficult for the junior!
I have spoken to my colleague and he believes that our new staff member is not of the right level and we are essentially 75% understaffed.
Whilst the work flow manager and I are of agreement there is too much work I don't know what to do as i feel like i am drowning and making loads of mistakes and he is in the same boat so i know that if i complain all the excess work will only be dumped on him. He and my boss are also friends and I feel like I am an outsider.
Anyone have any advice for how i should tackle another conversation with my boss? I feel like I am running a marathon every day just to get through my work and I keep getting more and more added to my plate!!
I think I saw someone shoplifting at work tonight but I'm not 100% sure. I didn't tell my supervisor because I did know if he did or not. He had a trolley with about 6 cases of coke in and he walked them out of the shop. I didn't see him pay because he did come through my till but then he might have gone through Zoe's without me seeing. I'm nearly sure that she saw him too though because we looked up at the same time as he was leaving the shop then both looked at each other. One second I thought of going to ask him if he had paid but I didn't want to insult him if he had and then embarrass myself... so I let him go. Oh well! It's nothing to me. It's not my money. I do still feel a little bit guilty.
I'm so pissed off right now. I work in an office alone, which sucks, but I'm kind of used to it. The ONE thing that was good about it was that I could work a little extra Monday through Thursday, and leave early on Fridays.
But I was just informed that there will be an intern here for the summer, who is to work M-F 8 1/2 hr days. So now I have to change my schedule as well, cause he can't be left alone! Not only that, but there is absolutely NOTHING for this person to do. I do keep busy with my work, but I have just the right amount of work to do. So WTF is this person going to do???? I am not going to babysit.
Also, we have recently laid people off, so what business do they have hiring this person!! May be time to ask for a raise.
I hate the "know-it-all-boss-wannabe's" who monitor your every move. One time, one single time, I choose to take advantage of freedom of speech he censors me and reports my "crime" with cry baby tears to the boss. THEN he gather's his followers and I am chastised from all angles. Now, when entering the threshold into hell I am followed by damning eyes. I should walk into work with a basket of stones and hand them out.
I hate working but I can't quit so how do I enjoy it
I am so frustrated by those of you who are incompetent or just utterly refuse to do your job. Yes, standardized testing is frustrating; yes, it's irritating. What increases the frustration and irritation though is working my tail off day in and day out while watching you put in the bare minimum. Then when we are in the midst of testing, you decide that you're going to show movies for 3 days; three days that I spent teaching because, oh yeah, it's my freaking job And then as a final jab, you actually ask if I taught all day. OF COURSE I DID! Because again, IT'S MY FREAKING JOB! In case you didn't know, it's what you get paid to do too.
Theft. It is an artform, it is my fetish, or perhaps it is the aftermath of the theft that envelopes me. the running, the waiting, the euphoria of knowing you outsmarted another detective, oh! I'm feeling goosebumps already, this is so wonderful to talk about!
I started this when I was 10, or was it 11? I don't know anymore, anyway, my... "friend" gotme to steal a small knick knack from some non-convenience store, It was then that I became acutely self aware, *where are the cameras?* and "where can I hide it where no one will see?* were just two of many quetions that zipped through my mind at the time. I decided to put it somewhere no one would look, to say the least, it worked. when we had left the store and entered the saftey of our mini van, I felt the object, my, what euphoria it was when I felt its cold surface.
My time for stealing came to a halt for a decade or two; (or has it been three? Four?) Eitherway, I learned more about stealing during this time, not voluntarily, it just happened that I see a story about an art theft and I happen to see what particular mistake sent the thief away for thirty years. It was usually fingerprints, or that someone ratted.
Speaking of art thefts, did you know that many art thefts go unsolved? That even the most skilled art detective (who died from the cruel tortures experience that is skin cancer by the way) only solved 15% of his cases? And when you look at how easy it is you wonder why anyone steals anything at all! Very few art gallerys have anything beyond minimum wage security guards, a few cameras, and a locked door. And when they do get more advanced security, visitors say it '*takes away from the experience*' ha! I'm sure youre wondering why I'm writing this, I am as well to be honest, but that's why I'm here isn't it? To be honest?
- Underpaid and overworked.
Retail workers are the most underpaid and overworked people there are. We make minimum wage. Most of us people probably work 30 or more hours a week. That may seem like a lot, but when you only make $7.25, it's not. Only making $7.25 an hour and working long shifts are the WORST. It's like we do alllll this crap and don't get anything for it.
- We clean up your mess.
This one is my pet peeve. For god sake people, I sure the hell hope you don't keep your house as dirty as you make my store. You come into my store and look at stuff and just put it back how ever you want. Why can't you fold the shirt back up instead of throwing it on the table? I don't need to clean up your mess. I often hear people say, "that's your job". NO. It's not my fricken job. My job consists of a lot more then cleaning up your mess. I also have to take freight from the truck, put it on shelves, and help customers. Clean up your damn mess people!
- We take all the crap.
Anything that happens in the store is always blamed on the part time workers. It's always our fault. We might not even have a clue what happened, but it's our fault. You can tell them that you didn't do it, but you did. The full time workers think they do no wrong and they are invincible. We are the peons. We don't do anything right no matter what happens and if we do make the right choice, it's some how wrong.
- We work when you have fun.
We HAVE TO work holidays. We don't get a choice. So much for spending time with your family, we spend time with out coworkers, whether we like them or not. We also work inside when its 1000 freaking degrees out and out company doesn't turn on the air cuz "it costs money". We spend our time in a sauna while you are outside enjoying the nice weather with family and friends.
Next time you complain about something while shopping at a retail store, remember these things cuz the people that work there, are probably complaining about the same things.
So awesome, that I wish I had a bed in the office to have a nap zzz
I dropped out of two colleges before finally getting a degree in something.
I got my associates in graphic design.
I got a really good job right out of college.
I loved the money and the title. I hated the actual job.
I was laid off with absolutely no notice after two years.
My boss was a huge cunt about it. She got me disqualified from unemployment.
I started nannying to pay the rent. I fell in love with it.
I honestly don't know if I can go back to an office job.
I can't afford to go back to school.
I have no idea what I want to do.
My nannying job is soon coming to an end. My two main families are moving.
I am so stressed.
I want to work with children. Or the elderly.
But how can I get a "good" job doing all of this when I can't go back to school?
I think I will change careers about 10 times before I finally find something I love.
I just need a push in the right direction I guess. I wish someone would just tell me what I am meant to do with my life.
In 2 weeks I will no longer be able to pay rent.
I better figure out something fast.
How to make a work day go faster please it just sucks working as a cashier because the day is super slow
...because Brandi wears tight-ass, sexy jeans! She looks so amazing! Nobody calls in on Fridays anymore, so productivity is up!
Mind your own fucking business and leave me to my own work. I don't bother you with your work, so quit fucking bossing me around, YOU CUNT
If you're a Google software engineer, never transfer to Eng Prod.
If you're being offered a job at Google, avoid being hired into an Eng Prod role.
It is a lie.
The main role inside End Prod is SETI or Software Engineer, Tools and Infrastructure. You will be told that you will be working on tools and infrastructure for SWE's to write and run tests. The reality is that you often will simply end up maintaining integration environments constantly trying to catch them up to what's actually already running in production.
You will be told that you need to write sample tests to validate that the infrastructure you've set up is working (fair enough), but then your "customer" team will be busy and you'll just continue to write more and more tests.
In other words, you're cheaper, easier-to-get headcount to throw annoying code and infrastructure maintenance tasks at.
You have been warned.
Engaged but totally crushing on a coworker...Uhhh the urges! He recently spoke of having the same type of feelings (Happy Dance on inside) ! Currently day dreaming of the things...all the things:)
Thanks to all the corned beef and cabbage I ate for St. Patrick's Day, I crop dusted the shit out of the office today. My co-workers didn't know what hit them. The stick and escaped my ass all morning was what hell must smell like.
The stench just hung in the air. People gagged and complained that something was wrong with the air / heat. It took everything I had to not burst out laughing.
Hahaha breathe my stink BITCHES!!!
Why is it that people I'm supposed to be nice to at OTHER companies, get mad at me when I point out to them that they didn't do their job. Yeah, I know what your job is. I understand the time and follow up it takes. I do it for my company. But I can't do you your job for you. YOU have to do it! Because I get it, I gave you WAY more information than you should possibly need. That way, you have options. So, don't do the bare minimum and ignore everything I gave you. Even better, don't call me and tell me how you're too lazy to do your job and it's all my fault!
Hope Menard is the most worthless human being on the planet. She is so stupid that her brain would die of loneliness if it had one intelegent thought.
Ok, so I work in an office that is in a different city from most of my coworkers....actually all of them. Haha. But our work is for the same company, so there are times that I may question things. So lately I have noticed that when I email a question, for example: "did you post that bill we discussed last week?", they will answer with something like "Yes. I didn't get to it last week because of......(fill in whatever). Thanks for asking though".
So my question is....what does that "Thanks for asking though" imply???? I wouldn't even question it, but I noticed that 2 people up there have recently started adding that to the end of their emails. Am I reading too much into it, or is that their way of telling me to quit bugging them??
Let me add here that I am NEVER rude to them when I ask anything. I will almost always say "there is no hurry for this, but just wanted to make sure it didn't get missed".
Marston has paid her debt to society and reporters like Elizabeth Dinan keep running the same nonsense articles over and over proving her obsession with Marston. The civil case is a default judgement that was received as a trickery move by the Susan Blake camp. Blake claimed that every item in Marstons home belonged to her. This was not factual and was a blatant criminal civil filing by Susan Blake. What nanny moves into a fully furnished home and then claims all of the belongings, clothing, Etc., all belong to her, the nanny?!! This is NOT the first time Susan Blake has done this sort of thing, her history of law suits and legal filings against others goes from Key West Florida, New Jersey, CT and across the Seacoast. Susan Blake is not a victim, she is an opportunist. She was fired from Ramie Marston's employment because she is a drunk and drove drunk twice with her two young children. Blake was also arrested for stalking Marston and found with illegal narcotics. Of Course Reporter Dinan can't report these facts. Nor does Dinan report how Marston won her appeal in Federal Court, has worked hard to rebuild her life and tries to make amends. Yet Dinan loves to harass Marston. Dinan and Blake are kindred spirits. Both cut from the same cloth. Additionally, Marston was never charged with identity theft. That was more of Dinan's lies. If anyone is a sociopath, it would be Elizabeth Dinan and Susan Jane Blake. They have no remorse. They believe their own lies and they purposely target and harm others. If you know Ramie Marston, you would know she is none of those things. Stop Lyin Whining Dinan and let's start a campaign to "STOP LYING WHINING DINAN"!!!!
Today, I found out that I have absolutely no business being in a classroom. We recently had a benchmark to gauge where the students are at this point in the year. I teach math. I had a 45% failure rate out of the 33 students I currently teach. I am at fault because I have no anchor charts, I am not doing enough to get them ready for the STAAR test in May. Also, several people have reported to my administrator that the kids they have from my class during tutoring groups, know nothing about math strategies. Then, I also find out that the regional person who comes in to observe my class on a review day with no warning, has informed my administrator that I "went on and on" about how I had just gotten my administrator certificate (which I have not), how the lesson was basically a "sit and get" type of lesson, that I was not receptive to her suggestions.
I informed my administrator that A. The woman had asked me if I had my master's degree and I responded with not yet, She then asked what it was in, I told her it was educational administration and that I had just recently passed my principal exam a few months ago.
B. The woman had some really good suggestions and I had thought that we'd had a good conversation about all the things she wanted to talk about. I guess not.
My administrator already does not care for me at all, even though we have a good working relationship and can get along. (i.e. she doesn't bother me and I don't bother her)
I just feel like I have failed at everything I want to accomplish and I feel like I will never get away from this place and that administrator now because I know that she probably believes that woman's lies. I feel like my administrator is constantly out to get me in whatever way she can and this is just the latest thing. Now, I have to go and observe in other teacher's rooms, they will come in and teach lessons for me so I can see "how it's done", I have been sent several links to some anchor charts that I am expected to re-create for my class and hang them on the wall. Why is my fault?
I am a horrible person, I am a horrible teacher and I will never escape to be able to do anything else.
Stop using your "angry" voice when you are "developing my managerial skills" - you idiot! Are you teaching me to use my ANGRY voice when I have to extrapolate information from an engineer to produce marketing materials? I mean have you ever tried talking to an engineer and getting a straight answer? (Eye roll.) You want me to be more assertive? How about you jump off a very tall bridge? How's that for assertive? I hope you choke on your lunch dummy.
I witnessed my boss making an obvious mistake. Instead of correcting her I decided to let her fall on her face for it. Karma you are delicious!
Maybe its me or maybe its the work colleagues, but looks like we will never be on the same page. I stand out too much and Im not like them at all. I have nothing interesting to share and nothing in common to communicate. I'm just like someone who people knows to be kind, happy and helpful. But hey, do any of them know this? That I like to help and do work because I am bored and not because of money. That I am super hyper by nature but once someone bullies me, I retreat and become a living shell. I crave the company of friends and my heart burns when Im alone and everyone is in a group talking animatedly. It sucks, I wanna choose death. Sadly, I cant even jump down from a building as a coward because I like life. Its fun to do everything I want. But is it so wrong to be naive? Is it so wrong to be innocent? Why does someone like me, who hardly hurts a soul ends up being shunned like some kid with AIDS? Do I become a bitch? Do I continue to change jobs every month to escape the loneliness? I have no idea.