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Jan. 13th, 2024 06:51 pmI know I don't post here much (at all) anymore, but this isn't something I'm comfortable ranting about on TikTok for reasons I will explain under the cut.
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I absolutely hate my manager
Jun. 8th, 2023 05:25 pmPosting this here because I'm afraid that someone from work might find my other social media.
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Some days I really hate my job
Nov. 2nd, 2022 01:53 pmI know it's been forever and a day since I posted here, but I don't feel comfortable making this post over on my TikTok because my coworkers can see it, not that it's anything bad, and one of them already knows about it. But I still don't want to post about work on my TikTok.
I was on vacation 10/24-10/28 and had assigned my sites to my coworkers. Now, we have a rule that any issues that happen during that week are the original poster's responsibility. I'm okay with that because the issue is usually that a day was double-keyed or inventory readings (I work for a gasoline distribution company) were entered wrong. Things that are easy to find out and fix even if you didn't key it.
But today, my supervisor and I had the following conversation in TEAMs:
By this point, I was on the phone with my mother, feeling my blood pressure climbing. She suggested I ask the coworker who had keyed that site, thinking that maybe that's what my supervisor wanted me to do. But my supervisor could have done that when I told her who I had assigned that site to. Or she could have just looked at the list I sent her before I left on vacation. She has to know there's no way I'd know the answer or would even be able to find the answer.
My supervisor was showing as busy and left me on unread for a long time. I decided to court a coaching with the following message.
My coworker then said that she kept my list separate from hers (I guess to avoid this?) and that she would look to see if she had used one on two different sites. But she didn't do that. She said she'd keep looking into it, and when I told my supervisor this, she thanked me and said she'd look into it.
What pissed me off so much about this is that she was telling me that it's fully my responsibility to fix an issue that I cannot possibly fix since I have no way to find out which code was used for those three days.
I was on vacation 10/24-10/28 and had assigned my sites to my coworkers. Now, we have a rule that any issues that happen during that week are the original poster's responsibility. I'm okay with that because the issue is usually that a day was double-keyed or inventory readings (I work for a gasoline distribution company) were entered wrong. Things that are easy to find out and fix even if you didn't key it.
But today, my supervisor and I had the following conversation in TEAMs:
(supervisor):
PC [number]...
missing sales from the 25th through the 27th
do you know what A/R you booked those to?
Me:
I was on vacation for those days. You'll have to ask [redacted]
(supervisor):
we don't do that
we don't shove our work on someone else
you know the rules
Me:
I cannot answer the question you asked me because I didn't key them. I have no idea which AR they were keyed to, [redacted] would know that
(supervisor):
still wrong answer ma'am
Me:
How am I supposed to tell you which AR they were keyed to when I wasn't the one who keyed them?
(supervisor):
we will talk about this another time...
your lack of willingness to help is the issue not that you didn't know the answer...
Me:
I am not saying I'm unwilling to help
By this point, I was on the phone with my mother, feeling my blood pressure climbing. She suggested I ask the coworker who had keyed that site, thinking that maybe that's what my supervisor wanted me to do. But my supervisor could have done that when I told her who I had assigned that site to. Or she could have just looked at the list I sent her before I left on vacation. She has to know there's no way I'd know the answer or would even be able to find the answer.
Me:
[redacted] says she used the one on the spreadsheet
My supervisor was showing as busy and left me on unread for a long time. I decided to court a coaching with the following message.
Me:
I'm not sure what you expect me to do here, (supervisor). I have asked [redacted] which AR she might have keyed it to. She says she doesn't know. I have done all I can think of to resolve this issue
My coworker then said that she kept my list separate from hers (I guess to avoid this?) and that she would look to see if she had used one on two different sites. But she didn't do that. She said she'd keep looking into it, and when I told my supervisor this, she thanked me and said she'd look into it.
What pissed me off so much about this is that she was telling me that it's fully my responsibility to fix an issue that I cannot possibly fix since I have no way to find out which code was used for those three days.
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Jul. 20th, 2018 08:12 pmI hate managers who play favorites.
W has made comments about texting the other members of our team. As in they have text conversations like you do with friends. But she never texts me. Not even when she’s out sick or will be late.
She’s on vacation the end of next week and sent an email telling us to send a report we have to do to J. He’s only been here a YEAR! There’s no way he should be third in line behind her and A (who will also be out that day). It should be me since I’ve been here just a few months less than A.
C moved to another team so we have an empty desk in our area. Yesterday J moved to C’s old desk and W moved to J’s old desk. My first thought was now they can exclude me easier. And they did! The three of them went to lunch without me!
I am so tired of being treated like the red-headed step-child!
She says she appreciates my hard work but I don’t see it. I should have been promoted to senior biller by now but haven’t. And I’m certainly not being paid what I’m worth! Oh, and I still can’t use my COMPANY PROVIDED SICK DAYS without going to the doctor.
Stop treating me like a fucking child!
All of this lead to a very shitty day. It was made even shittier by the fact that I had to go to Walmart. I HATE going to Walmart, or any store to buy groceries.
On my way, my usual playlist wasn’t cutting it so I asked Siri to play some Halestorm thinking it would play the ONE album I own. I forgot that I have Apple Music so it started playing their discography. And the first three songs (Uncomfortable, Apocalyptic, and I Miss the Misery) just fit my mood perfectly. It was like Siri knew I needed some angry music to make me feel better.
At Walmart, I only bought things I absolutely need (plus a couple of extras, leaving the rest for later) because I was SO FUCKING ready to get home.
As I’ve mentioned before I hate getting my mail due to the location of the mailboxes in relation to my apartment. I’m waiting on a few things so I forced myself to get the mail today. And boy am I glad I did!
I opened my box and found a brown mailer envelope. I pulled it out and when I saw the return address, I got really happy because it was one of the things I was waiting for.
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squidgiepdx! It is next in my to read pile.
W has made comments about texting the other members of our team. As in they have text conversations like you do with friends. But she never texts me. Not even when she’s out sick or will be late.
She’s on vacation the end of next week and sent an email telling us to send a report we have to do to J. He’s only been here a YEAR! There’s no way he should be third in line behind her and A (who will also be out that day). It should be me since I’ve been here just a few months less than A.
C moved to another team so we have an empty desk in our area. Yesterday J moved to C’s old desk and W moved to J’s old desk. My first thought was now they can exclude me easier. And they did! The three of them went to lunch without me!
I am so tired of being treated like the red-headed step-child!
She says she appreciates my hard work but I don’t see it. I should have been promoted to senior biller by now but haven’t. And I’m certainly not being paid what I’m worth! Oh, and I still can’t use my COMPANY PROVIDED SICK DAYS without going to the doctor.
Stop treating me like a fucking child!
All of this lead to a very shitty day. It was made even shittier by the fact that I had to go to Walmart. I HATE going to Walmart, or any store to buy groceries.
On my way, my usual playlist wasn’t cutting it so I asked Siri to play some Halestorm thinking it would play the ONE album I own. I forgot that I have Apple Music so it started playing their discography. And the first three songs (Uncomfortable, Apocalyptic, and I Miss the Misery) just fit my mood perfectly. It was like Siri knew I needed some angry music to make me feel better.
At Walmart, I only bought things I absolutely need (plus a couple of extras, leaving the rest for later) because I was SO FUCKING ready to get home.
As I’ve mentioned before I hate getting my mail due to the location of the mailboxes in relation to my apartment. I’m waiting on a few things so I forced myself to get the mail today. And boy am I glad I did!
I opened my box and found a brown mailer envelope. I pulled it out and when I saw the return address, I got really happy because it was one of the things I was waiting for.
Thank you so much
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I came real close to getting fired today
Jun. 11th, 2018 05:01 pmBackstory:
I work for a gasoline distribution company in their consignment department.
Two years ago they asked for volunteers to work weekends. Because I don't the ability to work from home, I could only work on Saturdays because that's when the office we were at was open. Then last year we moved offices and even though I 'knew' the office was open on Sundays I didn't think to change my schedule until recently.
When I work on the weekend, I'm alone which means if something happens, I'm on my own to deal with it.
Last January, my computer updated on a Friday night and when it did, I lost the driver that connected it to the wi-fi network when I came in that Saturday. I couldn't get W or K to respond to my texts, so I left.
That next week they scolded me very harshly, which if they had answered my texts from the beginning there wouldn't have been a problem.
Fast forward to the issue that almost got me fired.
For several months now an alert will pop up telling me that something needs to be updated but I don't have the authority to do so. I finally got tired of seeing the message, so I opened a service ticket.
Friday while I was off, IT fixed it. But in do so, they deleted an icon for a very important program from my desktop.
I texted W at 6:24am (she has told us to not text until after 6am) to tell her I was missing this icon from my desktop. Then I tried using the search function in the start menu to find it and couldn't so I opened a service ticket.
Since I didn't want to have to work eight hours Monday-Friday (or four ten-hour days), I did other things that I would have to do anyway (one of my team mates is moving to another department and so we got new sites). This takes me a while due to all the different reports I use to keep track of what I key and when. I also did other things and before I knew it, it was time to go home.
W texted back around 10:30.
W: He left you his number. You should have called him.
M: I did not see his number. I spent the day setting up my new sites and checking emails. I have 6/1-6/6 for 2005 so that's good. But 1346 still hasn't sent in the corrected paperwork.
W: I was told his number was on the paper he left you. Please leave that on my desk. (I almost threw it away so it's a good thing I didn't)
M: I've already left the office. I'll double check when I get in tomorrow. If it's there I'll call him.
W: I want that note on my desk when I get in. No reason it should not be. (I feel this was way too aggressive for my response)
M: I can do that. I thought you wanted it today. (she's always misconstruing what I say in email, so I've started doing the same)
W: If you didn't bill at all we will have to have a discussion tomorrow. (I just told her that I no longer had access to the program I need so how was I supposed to bill?)
M: Please explain how I was supposed to bill. I did not have access to [the program]. I did not see his phone number on the paper. I'm sorry that I was unable to bill but it is not my fault as far as I can see. I will bill as much as I can the rest of the week.
W: We will talk tomorrow. I know his number is on the paper. If you had called him you could have billed. You basically stole from [company I work for] sitting there for half the day. You should have gone home. Also I have asked you all not to text me before a certain hour of the day. Again we will talk tomorrow. I am unplugging for the rest of the day. (can she get any more childish? And it's amazing how she went from 'I was told' to 'I know' about whether or not his number was on the page. Also, it's not like I was surfing the internet, I was actually working)
At this point, I turned around and went back. And I was right, he did not put his number on the note.
When I got to work today, I wrote her a note explaining what I did yesterday and mentioning that the reason I didn't leave (other than I needed to set up my sites and didn't want to waste part of a full work day) was because the last time I left when she didn't respond to a text about me not being able to work, she scolded me for it. I offered to lose the four hours I worked if she felt the need to punish me and reminded her that she had told us not to text before 6am.
I then checked the search function again and found the program I need. Not sure why it wasn't there yesterday, but whatever. I was able to open it (pinned to the taskbar now) and keyed eighty-nine reports. I emailed her to let her know I now had access to this program and I think I told her I pinned it, but I truly cannot remember.
Then at 9:43am she sent me this email:
My response:
She replied that there was no reason for me to 'be punished' so I considered the matter closed.
Then an hour later, I received this Skype:
W: yep. got a text at 6:24am yesterday morning (I feel like this was really meant for someone else)
W: nvm ma'am...i already addressed this (she sent an email saying that the after 6am rule is only for weekdays and on the weekends we are not to text her between 9pm and noon)
W: did you pin your [the program]..
M: Did I not say I have pinned it to my taskbar? Previously that option was not available which is why it wasn't pinned before now.
W: [logans_girl200]. watch your approach
W: i was just making sure all was okay
M: And I knew D didn't remove [the program] completely from my computer but he did remove the icon, which is why I was unable to open it.
W: the sarcasm won't work and is not acceptable (I wasn't being sarcastic (well, not this time))
M: And I was just asking if I mentioned it because I'm not sure if I did or not.
W: i don't want to discuss this anymore... just want to make sure you have what you need tomorrow (I've found that people who continue a conversation that has ended and then say "I don't want to talk about this anymore" or "This conversation is closed" only do so for one of two reasons: they want the last word, or they're losing the argument)
W: i am just ensuring you have all your tools available
In my note, I told her (I think, I forgot to save a copy) that if this happens again, I will just sit there (off the clock) until I can talk to her.
So, not fired but close to it.
I work for a gasoline distribution company in their consignment department.
Two years ago they asked for volunteers to work weekends. Because I don't the ability to work from home, I could only work on Saturdays because that's when the office we were at was open. Then last year we moved offices and even though I 'knew' the office was open on Sundays I didn't think to change my schedule until recently.
When I work on the weekend, I'm alone which means if something happens, I'm on my own to deal with it.
Last January, my computer updated on a Friday night and when it did, I lost the driver that connected it to the wi-fi network when I came in that Saturday. I couldn't get W or K to respond to my texts, so I left.
That next week they scolded me very harshly, which if they had answered my texts from the beginning there wouldn't have been a problem.
Fast forward to the issue that almost got me fired.
For several months now an alert will pop up telling me that something needs to be updated but I don't have the authority to do so. I finally got tired of seeing the message, so I opened a service ticket.
Friday while I was off, IT fixed it. But in do so, they deleted an icon for a very important program from my desktop.
I texted W at 6:24am (she has told us to not text until after 6am) to tell her I was missing this icon from my desktop. Then I tried using the search function in the start menu to find it and couldn't so I opened a service ticket.
Since I didn't want to have to work eight hours Monday-Friday (or four ten-hour days), I did other things that I would have to do anyway (one of my team mates is moving to another department and so we got new sites). This takes me a while due to all the different reports I use to keep track of what I key and when. I also did other things and before I knew it, it was time to go home.
W texted back around 10:30.
W: He left you his number. You should have called him.
M: I did not see his number. I spent the day setting up my new sites and checking emails. I have 6/1-6/6 for 2005 so that's good. But 1346 still hasn't sent in the corrected paperwork.
W: I was told his number was on the paper he left you. Please leave that on my desk. (I almost threw it away so it's a good thing I didn't)
M: I've already left the office. I'll double check when I get in tomorrow. If it's there I'll call him.
W: I want that note on my desk when I get in. No reason it should not be. (I feel this was way too aggressive for my response)
M: I can do that. I thought you wanted it today. (she's always misconstruing what I say in email, so I've started doing the same)
W: If you didn't bill at all we will have to have a discussion tomorrow. (I just told her that I no longer had access to the program I need so how was I supposed to bill?)
M: Please explain how I was supposed to bill. I did not have access to [the program]. I did not see his phone number on the paper. I'm sorry that I was unable to bill but it is not my fault as far as I can see. I will bill as much as I can the rest of the week.
W: We will talk tomorrow. I know his number is on the paper. If you had called him you could have billed. You basically stole from [company I work for] sitting there for half the day. You should have gone home. Also I have asked you all not to text me before a certain hour of the day. Again we will talk tomorrow. I am unplugging for the rest of the day. (can she get any more childish? And it's amazing how she went from 'I was told' to 'I know' about whether or not his number was on the page. Also, it's not like I was surfing the internet, I was actually working)
At this point, I turned around and went back. And I was right, he did not put his number on the note.
When I got to work today, I wrote her a note explaining what I did yesterday and mentioning that the reason I didn't leave (other than I needed to set up my sites and didn't want to waste part of a full work day) was because the last time I left when she didn't respond to a text about me not being able to work, she scolded me for it. I offered to lose the four hours I worked if she felt the need to punish me and reminded her that she had told us not to text before 6am.
I then checked the search function again and found the program I need. Not sure why it wasn't there yesterday, but whatever. I was able to open it (pinned to the taskbar now) and keyed eighty-nine reports. I emailed her to let her know I now had access to this program and I think I told her I pinned it, but I truly cannot remember.
Then at 9:43am she sent me this email:
[logans_girl2001],
Thank you for your letter.
I stand corrected. I thought I heard David put his number on the note he left and he had not.
I know it didn’t take you four hours to set up your new sites. That should have maybe taken a half an hour. So, my concern is what did you do for the remaining 3.5 hours you were here?
This is the second weekend we have had an issue with you being able to work.
The first was January 2017 (which you alluded to in your letter) and now this one. I consider this your second strike. One more strike, and you will permanently work Monday through Friday like the rest of your team no questions or discussions.
I do not want to “punish” but if you did not work the full four hours I think you should tell me how long you did work and I will adjust the time and you can make up the rest during the week.
It is stealing from Empire when you sit here and do not key and the fact that Factor was there all along adds fuel to the fire.
My response:
W,
Like I said in my letter, I searched for nearly thirty minutes to find [the program] yesterday. I do not know why I was able to find it today but not yesterday.
It took me more than half an hour to set up my sites because every time I thought I had them all, I would count and find I was missing two or three. After that I went through the emails in the shared in box and moved them (there were over seventy) and checked my sites' folders and noted which ones I still need. I realize that shouldn't have taken me as long as it did but I was not just sitting here or surfing the internet (I'm sure IT can tell you if I went on any websites other than the ones for work). Nor was I working slowly, I was working as fast as I normally do. Oh, I also went through [internal reporting site] to make sure my [external reporting site] sites were polling into [internal reporting site].
If you feel like my time should be adjusted, then please do; just let me know how much time you take away so I know how much to make up.
She replied that there was no reason for me to 'be punished' so I considered the matter closed.
Then an hour later, I received this Skype:
W: yep. got a text at 6:24am yesterday morning (I feel like this was really meant for someone else)
W: nvm ma'am...i already addressed this (she sent an email saying that the after 6am rule is only for weekdays and on the weekends we are not to text her between 9pm and noon)
W: did you pin your [the program]..
M: Did I not say I have pinned it to my taskbar? Previously that option was not available which is why it wasn't pinned before now.
W: [logans_girl200]. watch your approach
W: i was just making sure all was okay
M: And I knew D didn't remove [the program] completely from my computer but he did remove the icon, which is why I was unable to open it.
W: the sarcasm won't work and is not acceptable (I wasn't being sarcastic (well, not this time))
M: And I was just asking if I mentioned it because I'm not sure if I did or not.
W: i don't want to discuss this anymore... just want to make sure you have what you need tomorrow (I've found that people who continue a conversation that has ended and then say "I don't want to talk about this anymore" or "This conversation is closed" only do so for one of two reasons: they want the last word, or they're losing the argument)
W: i am just ensuring you have all your tools available
In my note, I told her (I think, I forgot to save a copy) that if this happens again, I will just sit there (off the clock) until I can talk to her.
So, not fired but close to it.
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Dec. 14th, 2017 05:20 pmI almost got into a serious accident this morning.
I was in the left lane (I usually drive in the middle/right lane) because I had to get my daughter's Christmas gift out of the Amazon locker near my office. There was a semi in the middle lane and I always do my best to give them a fuck ton of space. As we approached where the road we were on crosses over a tollway, he turned on his left blinker.
I figured he wanted to move over into my lane so he could turn onto the tollway so I started to slow down. Then he started to slow down. So I started to sped up because he obviously wanted me to get in front of him before he moved over.
Only I was wrong. As I approached the cab part, he started to turn. I just barely managed to turn without hitting him or the median or any of the curbs.
Once my heart stopped trying to beat its way out of my chest, I got pissed off. He knew I was behind him because it was after 5 in the morning so it was dark enough for him to see my headlights.
I was in the left lane (I usually drive in the middle/right lane) because I had to get my daughter's Christmas gift out of the Amazon locker near my office. There was a semi in the middle lane and I always do my best to give them a fuck ton of space. As we approached where the road we were on crosses over a tollway, he turned on his left blinker.
I figured he wanted to move over into my lane so he could turn onto the tollway so I started to slow down. Then he started to slow down. So I started to sped up because he obviously wanted me to get in front of him before he moved over.
Only I was wrong. As I approached the cab part, he started to turn. I just barely managed to turn without hitting him or the median or any of the curbs.
Once my heart stopped trying to beat its way out of my chest, I got pissed off. He knew I was behind him because it was after 5 in the morning so it was dark enough for him to see my headlights.
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Aug. 23rd, 2017 05:00 pmI received the following email from W this afternoon at work:
The attached memorandum (and really, who calls it that?!):
This pissed me off to no end. I checked with our online time clock and only found six days. Plus the last three days I called off were because I had food poisoning. Not to mention the fact that those three days were back in June. I have never had a supervisor/manager/other type boss wait two fucking months to write me up.
I asked W why they waited two months and she said she doesn't know but I'm not the only one who got a letter like this. I also mentioned that I was only able to find six days in ADP. She reminded me of a day in January where I was 'scheduled' to work on a Monday and called off.
I don't think that one should count for two reasons:
1) It was a Monday which is my usual day off
2) I made it up later in the week
It also pissed me off when they said that my vacation is 'excused'. I was like, it had fucking better be! And then the end where they threaten me with termination if I have to miss another day between here and the end of the year (minus the two weeks for my vacation).
I mean, what if I get hospitalized? I can't exactly help that, ya know. And if I'm contagious, they're not gonna be happy if I go to work and end up infecting the whole office like G did last spring.
Hello Melissa,
I have been instructed to give you this attendance memorandum. It is something that is being done within the accounting department to ensure we don’t have excess absenteeism. Since you have missed so many days and have 10 days scheduled off in October, I need you to read this memorandum and sign and date it and give it back to me please.
Please let me know if you have any questions.
The attached memorandum (and really, who calls it that?!):
Melissa, you are an important part of our accounting team and your attendance is very important. Your attendance records indicate, since January 1st you have missed seven days of work. You used a floating holiday for one of those days and took the remaining without pay.
Any unexcused time off taken for the remainder of 2017, will result in disciplinary action and may include termination. Your vacation in October is considered excused.
Your good health and presence on the job are very important to us and are essential to the smooth operation of the department.
Thank you.
This pissed me off to no end. I checked with our online time clock and only found six days. Plus the last three days I called off were because I had food poisoning. Not to mention the fact that those three days were back in June. I have never had a supervisor/manager/other type boss wait two fucking months to write me up.
I asked W why they waited two months and she said she doesn't know but I'm not the only one who got a letter like this. I also mentioned that I was only able to find six days in ADP. She reminded me of a day in January where I was 'scheduled' to work on a Monday and called off.
I don't think that one should count for two reasons:
1) It was a Monday which is my usual day off
2) I made it up later in the week
It also pissed me off when they said that my vacation is 'excused'. I was like, it had fucking better be! And then the end where they threaten me with termination if I have to miss another day between here and the end of the year (minus the two weeks for my vacation).
I mean, what if I get hospitalized? I can't exactly help that, ya know. And if I'm contagious, they're not gonna be happy if I go to work and end up infecting the whole office like G did last spring.
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Jan. 21st, 2017 10:57 amI am livid right now.
When I clocked out last night my computer started updating so I left it at work. When I arrived this morning I clocked in on my phone while I waited for it to finish updating thinking it would only take a few minutes. At 8:16 I opened the laptop to see why it hadn't finished yet; only to discover it was only at ten percent!
I texted KN and W to tell them and then sat back and waited. At 9 something I checked again and realized that it had finished but for some reason my monitors weren't coming on. I checked the ThinkPad black box we use to connect our laptops to the two monitors and it was on. So I checked the settings and it was no longer recognizing that there was anything connected to it.
I texted KN and W asking what to do but didn't hear anything from them so at 9:45 I made the decision to go home.
I got a text while I was on my way home from W asking if it had finished updating. I said it had and I was headed home.
Then KN and W and I had a disjointed text conversation wherein it was made painfully obvious that neither of them ever read my texts because I mentioned several times that my laptop would not connect to the internet at work because of the black box and that I was already home but willing to do what I can from here.
W said I'm not allowed because last time I only got eleven shifts keyed. I tried explaining that that was because I did more than just key but I was going to ONLY key today.
They told me to go back to the office and connect to the internet via wifi. I said I'm not willing to waste my gas going back to the office (I'm terrified that this statement will get me fired) because I tried connecting to wifi using my phone as a hotspot but it didn't work.
So now I have to lose nearly five hours of pay because they won't let me work from home today.
Update: W just texted and said to clock back in and key for an hour and then we'll see.
When I clocked out last night my computer started updating so I left it at work. When I arrived this morning I clocked in on my phone while I waited for it to finish updating thinking it would only take a few minutes. At 8:16 I opened the laptop to see why it hadn't finished yet; only to discover it was only at ten percent!
I texted KN and W to tell them and then sat back and waited. At 9 something I checked again and realized that it had finished but for some reason my monitors weren't coming on. I checked the ThinkPad black box we use to connect our laptops to the two monitors and it was on. So I checked the settings and it was no longer recognizing that there was anything connected to it.
I texted KN and W asking what to do but didn't hear anything from them so at 9:45 I made the decision to go home.
I got a text while I was on my way home from W asking if it had finished updating. I said it had and I was headed home.
Then KN and W and I had a disjointed text conversation wherein it was made painfully obvious that neither of them ever read my texts because I mentioned several times that my laptop would not connect to the internet at work because of the black box and that I was already home but willing to do what I can from here.
W said I'm not allowed because last time I only got eleven shifts keyed. I tried explaining that that was because I did more than just key but I was going to ONLY key today.
They told me to go back to the office and connect to the internet via wifi. I said I'm not willing to waste my gas going back to the office (I'm terrified that this statement will get me fired) because I tried connecting to wifi using my phone as a hotspot but it didn't work.
So now I have to lose nearly five hours of pay because they won't let me work from home today.
Update: W just texted and said to clock back in and key for an hour and then we'll see.
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Dec. 29th, 2016 06:56 pmThis might get long but even if it doesn't, it is a full on rant so it's under a cut.
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Nov. 9th, 2016 07:08 amTo all my non-American friends: I AM SO FUCKING SORRY! I voted for Clinton, I swear. It leaves me totally confused as to how this poor excuse for a human could have so many people fooled into believing the trash that spews from his mouth. I can only hope that we can annihilate his ass in 2020 with someone who actually cares about others and making the world a better place.
Seriously!?
Jan. 13th, 2016 06:00 pmSo, update in this post, sorta.
Today I stopped for gas on my way home and when I got home, I checked my account. And saw $11.57 at QT for my gas along with $10 at Race Track. I don't use Race Track often and definitely didn't use it today.
I called the bank and they said that the charge was done at 6:36 this morning.
When I was at work.
And they swiped a card.
Which makes no sense because I have the card in my possession.
Turns out someone got my card number and created a duplicate card.
This means that an employee at one of the places I've used it recently (since it's new I know approximately when it happened, just not where). So I will now be using cash for all the things I can pay for with cash; like my cable bill, my phone bill and putting gas in my car.
Today I stopped for gas on my way home and when I got home, I checked my account. And saw $11.57 at QT for my gas along with $10 at Race Track. I don't use Race Track often and definitely didn't use it today.
I called the bank and they said that the charge was done at 6:36 this morning.
When I was at work.
And they swiped a card.
Which makes no sense because I have the card in my possession.
Turns out someone got my card number and created a duplicate card.
This means that an employee at one of the places I've used it recently (since it's new I know approximately when it happened, just not where). So I will now be using cash for all the things I can pay for with cash; like my cable bill, my phone bill and putting gas in my car.
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Dec. 21st, 2015 05:21 pmThis is a bit of an update to my previous post (I wrote that one at my mother's house and lots of things happened after I posted).
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Jun. 12th, 2015 05:17 pmToday we had a mandatory ‘party’ at work. It was a county fair theme and one of the things they wanted us to do was take department photos with props (mustaches on sticks and ‘wanted posters’). Because of my ankle I had been sitting in my desk chair instead of one of the bar stools.
After we ate I took my stuff back to my desk. I managed to hobble back into the mail room just in time to see my department taking a picture. Glad to know that my department cares enough to wait for me to get back from my desk for the picture.
The temp said something to me about it and I made a comment about how they didn’t ask where I was. He said they did and I responded ‘And yet you still took the picture without me’.
I have no idea if he went to say anything or not (and I don’t care because they SAW me taking my stuff to my desk) but after a few minutes another co-worker came by and said we were taking another one.
I was still so pissed off that I barely smiled and didn’t use a prop.
After we ate I took my stuff back to my desk. I managed to hobble back into the mail room just in time to see my department taking a picture. Glad to know that my department cares enough to wait for me to get back from my desk for the picture.
The temp said something to me about it and I made a comment about how they didn’t ask where I was. He said they did and I responded ‘And yet you still took the picture without me’.
I have no idea if he went to say anything or not (and I don’t care because they SAW me taking my stuff to my desk) but after a few minutes another co-worker came by and said we were taking another one.
I was still so pissed off that I barely smiled and didn’t use a prop.
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May. 23rd, 2015 11:49 amI really need to get a real job making real money so I can get out of my shithole of an apartment and into one with a washer/dryer so I don’t have to rely on my mother anymore.
When I got here she told me that her and my dad were going to visit his mother who lives a couple of towns over (I live in the DFW area so she only lives about thirty minutes away).
I made a comment about trying the new McDonald’s Home style burger since I’m going to be on my own for lunch. She told me that when I’m ready to get serious about losing weight (as if I’m not already) she found those tuna lunch kits things. I don’t like them because they don’t give you relish to put in your tuna and I don’t like the crackers they include with it. I told her I don’t need her to tell me I’m fat or unhealthy and she got all passive-aggressive/abusive by saying that it’s always about my daughter and me; that we’re always right and she’s always wrong. I’ve never said that but now that I know she’s using emotions (guilt) to abuse me I’m not taking it anymore.
Then as she and my dad were leaving they realized they need to return a video to the store. What video? American Sniper. When I said I didn’t want to watch it (which my mother called the best movie she’s seen in a long time) I explained that the guy the movie’s about wished he could go back to Afghanistan and kill more innocent women and children because they need to die because they’re not Christians (I didn’t phrase it that way, though).
We then got into a heated discussion about how I think we need to leave the Middle East to the people who live there (and this goes for all super military power countries). They tried to change my mind by telling me that, and I’m quoting my dad here, ‘some radical Muslims think that America must die’. So, even my extreme right-wing father admits it’s not all Muslims but yet he still thinks it’s okay for us to go over to their country and kill even those who do not feel this way; to kill women and children who are forced to be suicide bombers.
As they were leaving my mother told me that if I’m just going to cause tension in her house then I can do my laundry elsewhere. Well, I CAN’T because I don’t have enough money to do my laundry at, nor do I want to spend all day in, a laundry-mat.
Besides, I didn’t start the discussion. She did by asking why I don’t want to see 'the greatest movie about an American hero, ever’.
When I got here she told me that her and my dad were going to visit his mother who lives a couple of towns over (I live in the DFW area so she only lives about thirty minutes away).
I made a comment about trying the new McDonald’s Home style burger since I’m going to be on my own for lunch. She told me that when I’m ready to get serious about losing weight (as if I’m not already) she found those tuna lunch kits things. I don’t like them because they don’t give you relish to put in your tuna and I don’t like the crackers they include with it. I told her I don’t need her to tell me I’m fat or unhealthy and she got all passive-aggressive/abusive by saying that it’s always about my daughter and me; that we’re always right and she’s always wrong. I’ve never said that but now that I know she’s using emotions (guilt) to abuse me I’m not taking it anymore.
Then as she and my dad were leaving they realized they need to return a video to the store. What video? American Sniper. When I said I didn’t want to watch it (which my mother called the best movie she’s seen in a long time) I explained that the guy the movie’s about wished he could go back to Afghanistan and kill more innocent women and children because they need to die because they’re not Christians (I didn’t phrase it that way, though).
We then got into a heated discussion about how I think we need to leave the Middle East to the people who live there (and this goes for all super military power countries). They tried to change my mind by telling me that, and I’m quoting my dad here, ‘some radical Muslims think that America must die’. So, even my extreme right-wing father admits it’s not all Muslims but yet he still thinks it’s okay for us to go over to their country and kill even those who do not feel this way; to kill women and children who are forced to be suicide bombers.
As they were leaving my mother told me that if I’m just going to cause tension in her house then I can do my laundry elsewhere. Well, I CAN’T because I don’t have enough money to do my laundry at, nor do I want to spend all day in, a laundry-mat.
Besides, I didn’t start the discussion. She did by asking why I don’t want to see 'the greatest movie about an American hero, ever’.
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Apr. 27th, 2015 08:15 pmSaturday I woke up with one of those killer headaches and couldn't figure out why. I have TXU as my electric company and have free evenings which means I turn the air down until it's almost freezing in here.
Then last night I was sitting on the couch watching TV and every time the air cut off I'd start to sweat. I had thought I could handle not having a fan in the living room but last night proved that to be false.
So today after work I went to buy a fan. Hopefully it'll help me keep my air higher which will keep my bill lower.
Something amazing happened at work today. I ran out of things to do! I had tried telling my supervisor that once I get caught back up everyting'll be good but he either didn't believe me or just doesn't care.
I am still extremely pissed off with everyone I work with because of something I found out on Friday. I was putting empty RCO envelopes in the stores' mailboxes and overheard the woman who was given the job I wanted talking with a former employee who was in visiting. She told him that she was asked to take the job. That tells me that I was the only one who expressed interest which means it should have been mine.
If my supervisor had just come to me and told me that people were saying I was falling asleep at my desk I could have addressed it in time to get this job; a job that just might have been enough to convince me to not jump ship at the first chance.
But because they couldn't be bothered to express a concern they had, I can't be bothered to give a fuck about this company anymore.
Then last night I was sitting on the couch watching TV and every time the air cut off I'd start to sweat. I had thought I could handle not having a fan in the living room but last night proved that to be false.
So today after work I went to buy a fan. Hopefully it'll help me keep my air higher which will keep my bill lower.
Something amazing happened at work today. I ran out of things to do! I had tried telling my supervisor that once I get caught back up everyting'll be good but he either didn't believe me or just doesn't care.
I am still extremely pissed off with everyone I work with because of something I found out on Friday. I was putting empty RCO envelopes in the stores' mailboxes and overheard the woman who was given the job I wanted talking with a former employee who was in visiting. She told him that she was asked to take the job. That tells me that I was the only one who expressed interest which means it should have been mine.
If my supervisor had just come to me and told me that people were saying I was falling asleep at my desk I could have addressed it in time to get this job; a job that just might have been enough to convince me to not jump ship at the first chance.
But because they couldn't be bothered to express a concern they had, I can't be bothered to give a fuck about this company anymore.
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Apr. 7th, 2015 05:20 pmI was determined to not come back online but I need to talk about the shit that's been happening in my life and the people around me are tired of hearing about it.
If you read the post I made about the issues I've had with my apartment then you'll have heard some of this already.
This all started back in 2013 when I went for my housing voucher renewal and was told that the housing authority no longer covers two bedroom apartments for two people (there are exceptions such as a parent and child of opposite sexes where the child is over a certain age) and so I would have to pay my portion plus the extra. I struggled to pay it, even after my raise. So I began looking for a one bedroom. Of course I had been wanting to move for a while anyway.
My voucher is from March to February every year and so I didn't get serious about moving until December 2014.
I found what I felt was the perfect apartment but fucked around and didn't go put in an application until near the end of January. By then they had decided that due to the renovations they were doing that they weren't going to accept any new vouchers until April or May.
I had been using an apartment locator site and contacted the agent working with me asking that he give me any apartments in my county that take housing and have an available one bedroom for the first of March. I stressed that I needed the information right away.
Because I had to give thirty days' notice, and with February only having twenty-eight days, I had to give my notice January 30th. He didn't get back to me until after February 1st. I had to make a decision before that so took an apartment that I didn't feel sure about (I wasn't allowed to view one prior to signing my lease).
The apartment has turned out to be horrible. My neighbors smoke (for a while I thought I was mistaken about that but the smell has gotten worse again and now my throat hurts from the exposure to the smoke) and the floor slants horribly. I could get used to the slanting floor but not the cigarette smoke (still recovering from pneumonia (more on that in a bit)). And just yesterday I discovered yet another reason to hate this place.
No cable company (except for Time Warner) services the complex. I had to get DIRECTV and Verizon 'high speed' internet. I use the quote marks because the speed is barely one step above dial-up (it is in fact dial-up but it's a bit faster than normal dial-up). I don't mind the satellite TV but no one told me that I had to have extra equipment to access any OnDemand programing; only that I needed the internet for it. I went online last night to order the needed equipment and was told that 'due to [my] payment history [they] had to add an extra fee'. On top of that it's a self-install kit but they want a professional to come out to install it. AND they want to charge me $198 for it ($99 for the equipment, $40 for what I'm guessing is the fee they had to add and $59 for the professional install).
Luckily I have Amazon Fire Stick (was planning on not getting cable at all but changed my mind) and can watch most of my shows that I missed over the past two weeks on Hulu or Netflix. But with how slow my connection is the playback freezes at times and the sound will continue without the picture causing me to have to back out and try again. It took me five hours last night to watch two SPN and one Grimm episode. I'm hoping it's not always that difficult.
And work. Don't get me started. Although that's what this is all about so.
Back in December 2014 my supervisor, E, announced she was leaving. Her husband decided that she was under too much stress and told her she could quit without having another job. So she did. The Friday before Christmas was her last day.
The new cash manager didn't start until sometime in January and he is from outside the company so he doesn't know how to do my job. How am I supposed to get assistance from someone who doesn't know how to do my job? It makes no sense.
As soon as he started here he started changing the way things are done. Some are for the better, some not.
After working major overtime from Thanksgiving through most of January I was mostly caught up. But somehow ended getting behind again in February. This was compounded by me getting sick in the middle of the month.
I thought it was just a cold and treated it as such. After a week I was almost back to one hundred percent. But then I woke up the morning of February 21 feeling like I'd been hit by a truck complete with fever chills. I bought more cold stuff and settled down to spend the weekend feeling like crap. The next day I threw up despite having nothing but water in my stomach. I decided that it must be something more serious than a cold so I went to the urgent care place.
Turns out they don't take my insurance. Luckily I still had most of my income tax otherwise I wouldn't have been able to go to the doctor.
I was at the clinic for over two hours. I feel asleep every time I was left alone in the room to wait. I'm not sure why the doctor decided to take x-rays but she did as well as a CBC and discovered that I had pneumonia. She gave me several prescriptions and told me to come back the next day.
I already had the day off because I was supposed to move but when I got up that morning I saw that it had snowed/iced overnight. I called the movers and rescheduled for the next day.
When I went for my recheck (the roads were mostly clear by noon) he told me more than the doctor the day before. For one thing the pneumonia was only on my right side (explaining why she didn't admit me to the hospital) and my heart rate had been 120 (normal is much less than that). He said I was recovering fine and to keep taking the scripts, plus refilled my cough syrup (I went through two bottles in just over three days). I should have asked how long he wanted me off work but I didn't.
Tuesday my mother came over to direct the movers and pack a bit more. They had me out of my apartment and into my mother's in about four and a half hours. That took a huge chunk of the remainder of my income tax.
I all but collapsed after they left because I was going to try to go back to work the next day.
While at work I fell asleep at my desk (something I do nearly every day ever since and I'm afraid it's gonna get me fired) so I asked to go home; where I slept the afternoon away.
The next morning I got up and was watching TV when I fell asleep in the chair. And slept until time to get ready to go to work. I decided that was my body telling me I wasn't ready to go back to work. I didn't go to work that Friday either because I didn't see the point at that stage.
I was staying with my parents because my new apartment wasn't going to be ready for me to move in until March 13th. I kept expecting to get a call telling me that it had been inspected but I never got one. I figured that was because of the weather (we had several days of ice). When I called March 9th I was told that the inspector wouldn't be able to inspect until Friday. I began begging that they do so (I really needed my own space despite my mother basically leaving me alone). They didn't inspect it until the following Tuesday.
That Wednesday, March 18th, I was finally able to get in to see it.
I was appalled at first by the stench of cigarettes (the leasing agent that tagged along said it was fresh paint), then by how small it is. I didn't even notice the slating floor until later.
This apartment is not a peaceful place for me so my anxiety levels are still high and that is not good.
I emailed my case worker to tell her about the issues with the apartment (minus the issues with cable/internet because I didn't know about them yet) but then it appeared that my neighbors were not smokers (the smell wasn't as strong as it had been). I told her that I think I can live with it but now I'm not so sure.
For the past several days the cigarette smell has been as strong as if a smoker was sitting in the room with me smoking a cigarette (I've had several people ask when I started smoking again) and my throat is scratchy. Seeing as how I'm still recovering from pneumonia I think I need to move.
But before I do that, I've asked that the air filter be changed. If that makes a difference then I will just grit my teeth and make do with this crappy apartment. But next April is a hell of a long way away.
Update: They changed the filter today and the smell is better, absolutely none when I first arrived home. But as I've sat here this evening it has begun to smell again and I can almost taste it again. We'll see how it is in the morning.
If you read the post I made about the issues I've had with my apartment then you'll have heard some of this already.
This all started back in 2013 when I went for my housing voucher renewal and was told that the housing authority no longer covers two bedroom apartments for two people (there are exceptions such as a parent and child of opposite sexes where the child is over a certain age) and so I would have to pay my portion plus the extra. I struggled to pay it, even after my raise. So I began looking for a one bedroom. Of course I had been wanting to move for a while anyway.
My voucher is from March to February every year and so I didn't get serious about moving until December 2014.
I found what I felt was the perfect apartment but fucked around and didn't go put in an application until near the end of January. By then they had decided that due to the renovations they were doing that they weren't going to accept any new vouchers until April or May.
I had been using an apartment locator site and contacted the agent working with me asking that he give me any apartments in my county that take housing and have an available one bedroom for the first of March. I stressed that I needed the information right away.
Because I had to give thirty days' notice, and with February only having twenty-eight days, I had to give my notice January 30th. He didn't get back to me until after February 1st. I had to make a decision before that so took an apartment that I didn't feel sure about (I wasn't allowed to view one prior to signing my lease).
The apartment has turned out to be horrible. My neighbors smoke (for a while I thought I was mistaken about that but the smell has gotten worse again and now my throat hurts from the exposure to the smoke) and the floor slants horribly. I could get used to the slanting floor but not the cigarette smoke (still recovering from pneumonia (more on that in a bit)). And just yesterday I discovered yet another reason to hate this place.
No cable company (except for Time Warner) services the complex. I had to get DIRECTV and Verizon 'high speed' internet. I use the quote marks because the speed is barely one step above dial-up (it is in fact dial-up but it's a bit faster than normal dial-up). I don't mind the satellite TV but no one told me that I had to have extra equipment to access any OnDemand programing; only that I needed the internet for it. I went online last night to order the needed equipment and was told that 'due to [my] payment history [they] had to add an extra fee'. On top of that it's a self-install kit but they want a professional to come out to install it. AND they want to charge me $198 for it ($99 for the equipment, $40 for what I'm guessing is the fee they had to add and $59 for the professional install).
Luckily I have Amazon Fire Stick (was planning on not getting cable at all but changed my mind) and can watch most of my shows that I missed over the past two weeks on Hulu or Netflix. But with how slow my connection is the playback freezes at times and the sound will continue without the picture causing me to have to back out and try again. It took me five hours last night to watch two SPN and one Grimm episode. I'm hoping it's not always that difficult.
And work. Don't get me started. Although that's what this is all about so.
Back in December 2014 my supervisor, E, announced she was leaving. Her husband decided that she was under too much stress and told her she could quit without having another job. So she did. The Friday before Christmas was her last day.
The new cash manager didn't start until sometime in January and he is from outside the company so he doesn't know how to do my job. How am I supposed to get assistance from someone who doesn't know how to do my job? It makes no sense.
As soon as he started here he started changing the way things are done. Some are for the better, some not.
After working major overtime from Thanksgiving through most of January I was mostly caught up. But somehow ended getting behind again in February. This was compounded by me getting sick in the middle of the month.
I thought it was just a cold and treated it as such. After a week I was almost back to one hundred percent. But then I woke up the morning of February 21 feeling like I'd been hit by a truck complete with fever chills. I bought more cold stuff and settled down to spend the weekend feeling like crap. The next day I threw up despite having nothing but water in my stomach. I decided that it must be something more serious than a cold so I went to the urgent care place.
Turns out they don't take my insurance. Luckily I still had most of my income tax otherwise I wouldn't have been able to go to the doctor.
I was at the clinic for over two hours. I feel asleep every time I was left alone in the room to wait. I'm not sure why the doctor decided to take x-rays but she did as well as a CBC and discovered that I had pneumonia. She gave me several prescriptions and told me to come back the next day.
I already had the day off because I was supposed to move but when I got up that morning I saw that it had snowed/iced overnight. I called the movers and rescheduled for the next day.
When I went for my recheck (the roads were mostly clear by noon) he told me more than the doctor the day before. For one thing the pneumonia was only on my right side (explaining why she didn't admit me to the hospital) and my heart rate had been 120 (normal is much less than that). He said I was recovering fine and to keep taking the scripts, plus refilled my cough syrup (I went through two bottles in just over three days). I should have asked how long he wanted me off work but I didn't.
Tuesday my mother came over to direct the movers and pack a bit more. They had me out of my apartment and into my mother's in about four and a half hours. That took a huge chunk of the remainder of my income tax.
I all but collapsed after they left because I was going to try to go back to work the next day.
While at work I fell asleep at my desk (something I do nearly every day ever since and I'm afraid it's gonna get me fired) so I asked to go home; where I slept the afternoon away.
The next morning I got up and was watching TV when I fell asleep in the chair. And slept until time to get ready to go to work. I decided that was my body telling me I wasn't ready to go back to work. I didn't go to work that Friday either because I didn't see the point at that stage.
I was staying with my parents because my new apartment wasn't going to be ready for me to move in until March 13th. I kept expecting to get a call telling me that it had been inspected but I never got one. I figured that was because of the weather (we had several days of ice). When I called March 9th I was told that the inspector wouldn't be able to inspect until Friday. I began begging that they do so (I really needed my own space despite my mother basically leaving me alone). They didn't inspect it until the following Tuesday.
That Wednesday, March 18th, I was finally able to get in to see it.
I was appalled at first by the stench of cigarettes (the leasing agent that tagged along said it was fresh paint), then by how small it is. I didn't even notice the slating floor until later.
This apartment is not a peaceful place for me so my anxiety levels are still high and that is not good.
I emailed my case worker to tell her about the issues with the apartment (minus the issues with cable/internet because I didn't know about them yet) but then it appeared that my neighbors were not smokers (the smell wasn't as strong as it had been). I told her that I think I can live with it but now I'm not so sure.
For the past several days the cigarette smell has been as strong as if a smoker was sitting in the room with me smoking a cigarette (I've had several people ask when I started smoking again) and my throat is scratchy. Seeing as how I'm still recovering from pneumonia I think I need to move.
But before I do that, I've asked that the air filter be changed. If that makes a difference then I will just grit my teeth and make do with this crappy apartment. But next April is a hell of a long way away.
Update: They changed the filter today and the smell is better, absolutely none when I first arrived home. But as I've sat here this evening it has begun to smell again and I can almost taste it again. We'll see how it is in the morning.
