tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post7458762768736012935..comments2023-11-03T01:25:38.182-07:00Comments on another day in the same life: Work RantJillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05397843545938743977noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-38240795682342689982007-12-14T08:47:00.000-08:002007-12-14T08:47:00.000-08:00My first job was at a restaurant, where I cooked d...My first job was at a restaurant, where I cooked dishes and - eventually - went on to be the lead chef. All by the age of 18.<BR/><BR/>My boss let me and my buddies there (who were dishwashers) get drunk.<BR/><BR/>..while we worked..<BR/><BR/>This in and of itself wasn't bad, except he used to make up songs about the waitresses and how he'd like to bang them (this was in the 80's and before there was such thing as sexual harrassment lawsuits). I can remember these three:<BR/><BR/>"Cindy, Cindy, I want to be in thee."<BR/><BR/>"Sonja, Sonja, I want to be on ya."<BR/><BR/>"Angela, Angela, just blow me already."<BR/><BR/>The last one doesn't rhyme, but it DID get the point across.Moooooog35https://www.blogger.com/profile/13283153659252782869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-53210594833465760712007-12-14T01:12:00.000-08:002007-12-14T01:12:00.000-08:00It never ceases to amaze how grown adults behave l...It never ceases to amaze how grown adults behave like children in the workplace.<BR/><BR/>Have a nice weekend you guys.<BR/><BR/>CheersNocturnalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14656972130603037964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-64541087464124973182007-12-13T18:43:00.000-08:002007-12-13T18:43:00.000-08:00Sounds ruff; maybe u should bring him out in the w...Sounds ruff; maybe u should bring him out in the woods 2 drag - i mean ride quads....wait i want 2 ride sometime 2 i need an invite...ur P-town power houseAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-7804005616495989522007-12-13T08:19:00.000-08:002007-12-13T08:19:00.000-08:00Shall I tell you about the attorney that chased me...Shall I tell you about the attorney that chased me into a corner? Or about the rug store owner that demanded I let him give me a massage when we worked late? Or the father of the bipolar daughter that was insane himself?<BR/>Or the one that was screwing his secretary and when I spoke up privately to him, I was fired?<BR/>I have so many bad boss stories.<BR/>We'd be here all day.<BR/>It's no wonder I hate to work.itisthelittlethingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14208583338441358165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-7766380356087130932007-12-12T19:01:00.000-08:002007-12-12T19:01:00.000-08:00Classic ADHD. He needs to see a doctor, my nephew ...Classic ADHD. He needs to see a doctor, my nephew was just like that and he finally got medication at age 25 that made him a brand new person.<BR/><BR/>I'm so sorry you have to deal with him. I don't think I could handle it without going apeshit.nonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07550167783969561280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-55164273951497875752007-12-12T14:20:00.000-08:002007-12-12T14:20:00.000-08:00I have been a SAHM for 20 years so I don't have an...I have been a SAHM for 20 years so I don't have any boss stories.<BR/><BR/>I'm not sure I could make it out in the working world anymore. I'd want to tell everyone off that crossed me the wrong way.LOLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-69095950744603403902007-12-12T12:19:00.000-08:002007-12-12T12:19:00.000-08:00Ok, let's say this together:"In 2008, I am going t...Ok, let's say this together:<BR/><BR/>"In 2008, I am going to start living my best life - great job, great relationship, building real happiness."<BR/><BR/>Why would you work for someone like that?? It's only a job! It's not your family, your lover, your dog, your best friend. It's a job and you were looking for one when you found it.<BR/><BR/>There's lots of jobs in the world. Don't put up with bullshit.<BR/><BR/>I put up with all kinds of bullshit (there's not enough space on google's computers to write about all the crap I ate) for a long time, then started working for myself. I suck as a boss but I make more money, have more flexibility and am happy every day.<BR/><BR/>I'd be happy to help you figure out what would work for you - point you in the right direction, etc.<BR/><BR/>Don't waste your precious life energy on this stuff. There's so much to do, so much to learn, so much to experience - bullshit just wastes time.Open Grove Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08130539510552780606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-27728978745524720182007-12-12T09:29:00.000-08:002007-12-12T09:29:00.000-08:00At first I thought they were just little idiosyncr...At first I thought they were just little idiosyncracys but the more you went on the more it sounded liek control issues to me. When he takes a pen right out of your hand despite a cup full right next to him or demands you do something or hand him something that he's standing right next to, that's a control issue. I pray to god this man is not married, can you imagine the hell his poor wife must be going through? What a clod! I'm so sorry you have to put up with this...<BR/><BR/>I won't share my boss horror stories, they belong in a court room and he belongs in prison. That was my first boss,<BR/><BR/>My last one was a dream to work for and I love him and his family to pieces and think of him as my brother. I'll never be lucky enough to work for a man like that again..<BR/>StacieNature Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16725115146167877981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-58031888002728370302007-12-12T07:27:00.000-08:002007-12-12T07:27:00.000-08:00I feel your pain. Instead of typing tons of parag...I feel your pain. <BR/>Instead of typing tons of paragraphs about a boss I've had in the past I'd rather you <A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GV5m5LEbW4I" REL="nofollow">just watch this</A> to give you some idea of what I went thru for a couple of months before finally walking out.-Papahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659728202847977922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-21245806258957032012007-12-12T06:29:00.000-08:002007-12-12T06:29:00.000-08:00I used to work for a guy who would slide up behind...I used to work for a guy who would slide up behind me and tell me how good I smelled. Ugh! It used to give me the creeps because he weighed about a hundred pounds and had a giant bobble head. <BR/><BR/>And he used to clip his nails at his desk. Puke.<BR/><BR/>Good luck with the caveman boss!Roxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06109820610940479415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-72751513661843535262007-12-12T05:21:00.000-08:002007-12-12T05:21:00.000-08:00I'm following your hint instead of studying for et...I'm following your hint instead of studying for ethics... don't tell the husband.<BR/><BR/>That is freaking hilarious! I know its horrible when we deal with it everyday, but when you step back and really think about the stupidity of it all it really is insane.<BR/><BR/>Let's see, you didn't mention when he throws half-eaten Lean Cuisines in the freezer or fridge because he didn't like the taste - as if someone else is going to eat them. When he eats all the vegetarian food so that the actual vegetarian has nothing to eat. Or that you simply cannot go to the grocery, even for nonperishables, on a Friday (or a Thursday or a day that he just deems inappropriate).The invasion of personal space and when he bumps you with his massive stomach - to anyone reading, picture the size of an obese pregnant woman and you'll get a good comparison. The SPREADSHEETS - which he thinks you are inept at and thus makes me do them! The horrible table manners - I apologize in advance for tonight's events at the Christmas dinner. The way he expects you to drop everything just so he can ask you something random. The 1000000000000000000 phone calls in the morning while he is just around the corner on his way in. The way he destroys the supply closet that I just spent time organizing since I'm so OCD, and then fusses that the supply closet is messy and I HAVE to clean it that very moment. And the one I'll close with, the prize of the moment: the stinking deposit slips and how if I don't staple the deposit slips to the copy of the deposit placed in the deposit folder of each property account, someone else will steal his money - say $30,000 - and spend it and the bank will never know and it will be my fault that he is broke. <BR/><BR/>Since I'm still in exam mode - clear the history of my computer when you get in so they can't see it. <BR/><BR/>Have fun tonight!Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16211648574322388989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-17577984328276495472007-12-12T02:32:00.000-08:002007-12-12T02:32:00.000-08:00How does he hold onto his job? He sounds pretty in...How does he hold onto his job? He sounds pretty incompetent. Could you front him about it? Are there ever staff conferences? Work practice reviews of any kind?<BR/><BR/>I used to work at a school where the Principal once stormed in and gave me a bollocking in front of students. This is a big no-no under any circumatances. And then it turned out she was wrong about the issue anyway and she tried to lie her way out of it.<BR/><BR/>High staff turnover? There were many who found such things possible to accept because it wasn't happening to them.Lad Litterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17888240712204499841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-78027611310403538652007-12-11T23:59:00.000-08:002007-12-11T23:59:00.000-08:00Good grief - the man sounds like my youngest child...Good grief - the man sounds like my youngest child. He needs to grow up and take some responsibility for himself - you're there to work for him, not pick up after him. I don't blame you for being irritated - I think most people would be.<BR/><BR/>Take care :-) xKittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16259837826944310404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303198.post-28231946016224356612007-12-11T21:56:00.000-08:002007-12-11T21:56:00.000-08:00My old principal used to threaten us that we would...My old principal used to threaten us that we would soon be greeters at Walmart if we didn't meet his demands -- roomfuls of professionals, all with college degrees, hailing from many nations of the globe. As if he fired us, we wouldn't have any other option than that. <BR/><BR/>He was also making a point once during a faculty meeting -- you know, the kind that occurs at a SCHOOL -- about how important vocabulary is for KIDS to learn, and said, "Like for example, there are two kinds of bitches." I SWEAR he did. Jebus.<BR/><BR/>The suck part is that not only is he still working, he just got a thousands-of-dollars bonus. <BR/><BR/>The good part is, I don't work for him anymore.Vhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04337883736748271928noreply@blogger.com