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Category: job

09/16/08 12:32 - 62ºF - ID#45697

just dumb ol job ranting

  • sigh* just some good old fashioned complaining.....

I have a very low stress, low maintanance job. It's away from the public, the dress code is pretty lacksidaisical, the work can only be defined as "work" in pretty loose terms and i can keep plugged into my ipod all day if i like. Not a high-stress job.
Even as it is, I take my employment seriously because i depend on my paycheck for my very skin. Im an exemplary employee-- never late, volunteers for extra hours without fail, I don't bitch, always do as I am told. I have never so much as put a microbe out of line since i began my employment.
Last week, I screwed up. Nothing major, nothing involving cash or inventory or anything that would really matter-- just the result of a situation that i could not avoid that i had to take care of right away and then return to my normal stuff. Simple.
You can imagine my surprise when my boss then took it upon themself to psychotically SCREAM at me for a quarter-hour about the issue. I don't think I've ever been yelled at like that in my LIFE....it was as if i had been caught trying to set fire to the place while toting a loaded shotgun and a bucket of heroin. Completely outrageous.
The shock of the whole situation was extremely upsetting, but after I recovered from having the piss scared out of me by an insane raging hose-beast I got really mad and disgusted.
I have never understand authority figures who resort to hollering like a crazy person as a method of discipline. It is anti-productive; all it serves to do is alienate people and make them less likely to behave honestly. It also displays an incredible lack of maturity and self-control.
I have been in working and learning situations where the authority figure is a REAL authority figure. Someone better than me- with achievements and intellect and skills worthy of my respect and admiration; taking time out of their day to impart some of their skills and knowledge onto me, or supervise a situation i was helping with. Someone who inspires one to do their very best do gain their respect. I have seen how people like that react when someone under them falls short, and it never, EVER once resorted to such a childish and ridiculous display.

I know that many people, probably people on this site even, have or have had high-stress, toothgrinding, hair-fraying jobs. I know that all you people at one time or another have had real, terrible bosses who were horrible, petty people that did this kind of stuff every day. I am certainly NOT trying to equate this one-time experience with people who have really and truly got it rough in the job department.

But to this person and all who would think to get in my face; I am not a child. If you are taken in by the pink hair, the punk makeup, and the black clothes, and construct in your mind the image of some insecure alterna-person that the Three-Piece Business Suited of the world can stomp on, you better think again. That is not who I am, this is not what I am doing with my life. Dont think for a SECOND that you are better than me.

  • breath*

lol ok rant done! :-D I feel better. Thanks for listening you lovely people....and ah yes! I posted a bunch of new pictures on my dev. art page this week...if youre bored, you should go have a look!

www.redqueen2112.deviantart.com

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Location: Buffalo, NY


07/27/08 09:15 - 74ºF - ID#45169

theres better ways to wake up

oh what a wierd day....

I live in a small and lovely studio. My bed sits right in front of the big front bay window of the room. The window overlooks the front lawn of my house and gives me a beautiful view of my quiet and charming street.

I have no air conditioning so the window sits open. I have no drapes, they are in the process of being made. So the window is just there.

Imagnie my surprise this morning, when i woke up, stood up out of my bed and stretched, looking out of my window down onto the sunny street....

...where a cluster of about ten people were staring right back up at me.

Lol oh! The Graden Walk! Well good grief, how could i have forgotten about that!

In addition to the group of ten that was staring up intently in rapt confusion at the sight of me in my nevermind the bollocks tank, pink jammie shorts and hairdo a la pillow, there were two couples of late middle aged people pointing with dissaproving looks at me from the other side of the street.

Holy Shmeezus.




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Category: sports

02/02/08 09:24 - 32ºF - ID#43142

Bars for football (soccer) games??

Hey, thanks all you lovely people for the nice welcome. And phooey on ye nay-sayers of my football tastes lol. Actually, does anybody happen to know of any bars/pubs where they might play the matches? The FA cup draw was this week and the Reds play Arsenal on the 16th! Very exciting lol.
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Category: work

01/10/08 04:15 - 41ºF - ID#42822

Work and the Romans....

Here I sit bored senseless at my lovely place of work with nothing better to do but observe the blinding idiocy of the public and (apparently) comment upon it.
I am in the employ of a large and shiny library as a bookmine slave, and (although these bits werent listed in the job description) crazy-person wrangler/babysitter and general caterer to the lowest common denomonator.
Call me a traditionalist, but it was always my understanding that libraries were places of learning, of research, and of bettering yourself via a supply of free knowledge in a veriety of mediums.
Not so, apparently. For what we have here is a large room where the knowledge, carefully catologued and filed away is to be stored and allowed to grow dusty whilst the jobless and mentally unstable masses teem in to plunk in front of a computer screen for ten or eleven hours to play computer solitaire and update their myspace pages.
So now MY job reflects that of the man who's job it was in the Roman Empire to toss free bread to the jobless plebs to keep them quelled.
Now I feel nostalgic for Roman times--if this was the height of the empire, education would still be restricted to the gentry, and I'd be rubbing elbows with the families of the Cesears. Plus, I'd look darn smashing in a girl-toga. ;-)
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