So is it just me, or do other people feel like they are constantly overlooked at work? We have just been told that we are over budget with staffing and that there is no way that I will get a promotion. That’s fine I understand that, I get it, I like to think I am a smart cookie. Then the next second, one executive has been promoted to level 2 and an additional executive level 2 is hired as well, Wtaf? I have been trying to get my two staff members promoted to the next level for 6 months now and I personally have not had a promotion for 5 years. I am always the first to take on more work when needed and my staff are always happy and engaged. But because I am not prepared to blow smoke up anyone’s bum and because I advocate for my staff, I have again, been overlooked. Just when two other ladies I work with that are in other teams have been given promotions that are warranted. Why can I never be in the team that promotes fairly and honestly? I am really happy for the other two girls but inside I am dying and feel like bursting into tears. I apply for every promotion that I can and ask for feedback on what I can do to improve my chances, and I never get one. I know it isn’t a take turn thing, but when you have paid your dues and done everything right , surely that should be rewarded too?
Job: Customer Service Representative Level 1
TLDR: mostly good employees, bad policies that undercut the possibility of good staff, company values attention to extreme minutiae over customer satisfaction and performance, I was let go for trifles, my manager was an abysmal failure. Most of the people I worked with were your typical young, fun, cheerful people. I myself am very outgoing and by the end of my first week out of training, I had made friends with almost everyone on the customer service floor, including managers and supervisors. (Managers are are like mini-bosses of a section of about 7-10 people. Supervisors are basically the managers’ assistants) I should have been more concerned when about 15 more people in addition to my 8-strong training class were hired within three weeks, and that there was a permanent training staff on the payroll, but I ignored those warning signs and focused on my work satisfying customers instead. I’m a people pleaser, and just meeting me you’d see that. You can hear my smile and my genuine concern over the phone, I can’t help that I care, it’s my personality.
This clown of a manager makes me and some others to go to buy his meals, do personal tramits for him, go to school for his grandchildren, make coffee, personal “favors” etc etc no matter if we are full of work fucking idiot I’m a profesionist not your assistant, I hope you simply die piece of shit, I work in government offices is not bad is just this clown that makes me mad, every time I spit on his meals and pass his card trough my ass, tour come has a smell of shit? Los guess what fucking mummy you have been eating my shit asshole!
Job: Lab Tech
I am frustrated with some of the laziness at work. It’s not horrible, since the people who loaf around will actually do something if you ask them to. But it is so frustrating to constantly be worried about getting things done on time and whether or not product is going to fail when you see people openly sitting around texting and surfing the net on their cell phones. Another real downer is that the boss who we really like has just left for another location in the same company. We really enjoyed working with her. Anyway, that’s it !
Job: Charity worker
I work for a charity and I don’t understand why we are constantly encouraged/forced to join in on fundraising activities in the office. I’m treated like an outcast when I object, which is ironic considering the cause we are supposed to be working for. I just don’t understand what the point is of me handing money back to my employer – are they paying me or am I paying them? I don’t want to take part in ‘forced fun’. Believe it or not, I have actual work to do. I spend more than enough of my time surrounded by people too worthy for their own good who think that tweeting anything with a hashtag is making the world a better place. I certainly don’t want to spend an hour crammed into a tiny meeting room with them eating their dry, tasteless cakes.
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