I've been escaping to the lab these days, building pinpads for the groceries, WHEN I can, to learn what I can. I got up super early the other day to see HOW these things are INSTALLED.
I got a major insight into what our techs deal with...at the same time, sometimes, I'd MUCH rather deal with that shit than deal with what I have to deal with at the front desk. God FORBID she's two MINUTES late for her break before she's hunting me down to cover the fucking phones...or lunch. JESUS on a unicycle...
I really have HAD IT with this immature, "look at me, I have an opinion about everything," person. Seriously. It's NOT a jealousy thing. It's just a matter of me trying to get my job done plus helping out other departments. I wish I could just fuck off all day and play with my cell phone. If there's no "babysitter" up there, nothing gets done. It's ridiculous.
I really do like my job, and where it's going. I'm just hating the interruptive work environment the front desk person is making of it. Loud music, although I constantly ask her to turn it down (and get attitude for it), singing all the time ("I'm just warming up for my karaoke tonight" was one of her quotes)...I'm seriously thinking of finding something else because management seems to turn a blind eye. Really, I can't deal with having to ask her to turn her fucking music down three-plus times a day, listen to her singing, and listen to that cell phone clap shut twenty-PLUS times a day. Not to mention I get phone calls from the techs about "um, she gave me a call for ONE store number, but gave me an address for a DIFFERENT store...so, WHICH store should I REALLY BE?...I'm sitting here at store #... and they said they never called in..." AGAIN. This is becoming a MAJOR issue, and I have my OWN work to do, as well as OTHER shit they're throwing at me. Not to mention, GOD FORBID I'm late to cover the phones ONE MINUTE late for her break or lunch before she's all pissed off. FUCK. UH...am I the ONLY person who knows how to answer the fucking PHONE in this place? YEP, you need backup, but you are NOT the ONLY person who NEEDS backup all in this HIZZY, OKAY? DAY-AM!
Lay off the crack pipe, chica, and get a CLUE about what WORK is about! Shit! FUCK!
When she first started, we said, "don't wear skirts, it distracts the guys." What is she doing now? Guess. Today was 2 inches below her cooch, and the guys were saying to me, "what the fuck is THAT all about?" Yesterday it was all about the go-go boots. All she said all day was, "I hate that people can hear me coming." (read: LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!)
Apparently it's karoake night at her fav bar, so we all have do deal with it all day Thursday AND Friday when she's all hungover or calls in sick. YAY.
I really have HAD IT and WISH management would grow some stones.
I'm having nightmares about work, and I don't eat cheese before bed anymore.
Thanks for listening to me vent. AAAAHHHGGGG!!!! GRRRR.
And I said, "Raaaahhhhhh."
Have a good weekend. I'm gonna go get plastered somewhere. Really. I'll buy the first round. Ha.