So today was a personal disaster where FedEx and Dyson royally messed up and potentially could have lost a very costly item. They have been messed up for months, making everything harder. The only times that any of these people are open is during my work hours. They completely waste my time and make me furious – I’m down playing this to an extreme. I’m in a terrible mood and it’s obvious that I’m not ok. Does my boss back off and come to me the next day? Fuck no. She fucking descends on me the moment I get to my desk. Yeah, we can adjust my time for the time I was dealing with personal issues, no problem, but did you have to come at me the first fucking moment you could?
She does this shit all the fucking time. And then she follows it up with whatever she thinks I’m “slacking” on because her “instincts” tell her I am. Fuck you. Seriously, fuck you. I’m the first one in, last one out, and I have the most difficult assignments out of the entire team, but I never complain and my work is pristine. You have a personal issue and it’s like a god damn candle light vigil at your desk. I seem anything less than fucking cheerful and you descend like a fucking vulture. You can take your micromanaging and your “instincts” and shove them. Get away from me. If you crowd me anymore, I’m going to be fired because I’m going to punch you in the face.
I understand how you would have so much time sending long emails and making long phone calls to a supplier who will terminate you as you are a director, therefore your performance is not assessed by productivity at work and there is no need to justify how you’ve been harassing the staffs. I would love to ask you to go for therapy but we are not really allowed to be unprofessional and it’s likely to be of no use because if 30 or 40 years of living has not been able to teach you basic manners and decency, just look at the mirror and it would be what you see. Unpleasant to the core. I really don’t know what your parents were thinking in raising someone like you.
I don’t know what the hell just happened. I just got back from a mini holiday. It’s Tuesday. I checked my email, nothing crazy. Tell me why there’s a walk through of our managing attorneys and there was ZERO notice? I am completely freaking out. We are a huge national company and these three divided up and handle the entire United States. They don’t live here. You would think that these people flying out here would warrant an email. None of us look homely today, per say, but I just saw one of us in what looks like a sweat suit. We can get away with a more laid back dress attire because no one important to the company actually sees us. Then my boss brings the Big 3 to my GD desk to introduce me and all that I do. I almost had a stroke. Do I look like a hobo? Is my desk straight? I had no damn clue in that moment. Then, one of these corporate gods got close. I got up to shake her hand and we ended up hugging. It wasn’t awkward, I think. We are cc’d on all the same emails and I’m forever looped in with all of her projects in the states that I handle. It seemed fluid and totally natural – she even smelled nice – but I still wanna vom. What if it was super terrible? What if my boss, who was standing there, thought it was upper inappropriate? I had one GD earbud in my ear and my phone was on the desk because I just took it out of my pocket to change the song. Dear sweet lord. Thank god I didn’t accidentally skip my perfume.
Job: Worker Bee
Worthless meetings wasting everyone’s time, everything you spew can be e-mailed. But with your power trip you would rather inconvenience everyone. “We hired so many more people…” Really? Then why are you calling me begging me to cover a shift after 2 doubles in a row? Because you’re a liar. You and your idiot towel boy think you can treat people any kind of way and not worry about it. See how it works? Now you want to toss your burdens to your lower management and forget about them. Causing people that got along fine to despise each other. A company worth hundreds of millions and you’re cutting back on benefits, hours and pay? Then you expect us to go above and beyond?! Yeah… Good luck without us loyal drones you took advantage of. Have fun with the people that complain about the keurig location, let alone a last minute shift.
Job: I work at a ramen stand
I mean everyone calls me the charmer of this stupid ramen stand but all I want to do is punch everyone in the face. What is this salary?? Like 3000 won a day. Nothing at all. I’d make more money as a hairstylist. That reminds me to apply for beauty school. Annoying.
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