The grumpy thread

[whitevanman]

In him self he is a happy 3 year old..............they are leaving the pellet in at the moment , hoping it either pushes its way out or that the body "seals" it in, sorry but I can't remember the medical term for it fucktard apparently is now worried about the outcome of the trial..........personally I hope Mr Big rodgers him to oblivion.......... thanks for the thoughts guys

[warren t claim]

Nine months in a 6x8 cell with a couple of wanking murderers and a bucket of shit will probably teach him a lesson or two.

[whitevanman]

Nine months in a 6x8 cell with a couple of wanking murderers and a bucket of shit will probably teach him a lesson or two.

I DO so hope..........And the Daughter might have the sense to leave him then as well

[Mr Lobster]

At least the child is largely ok though. Can't really begin to imagine how it'll all work out but hopefully it all resolves itself in a positive way - whatever that may be!

[Guest]

Ooh, let's see. Nothing's managed to annoy me for about, erm, an hour now. I've calmed down a bit now, so allow me to recount the content of the past day or two so we can revel in the SUPPURATING HORSESHIT I was previously mired in.

 

Firstly, that old perennial work. They've managed to piss me off by giving a job I was promised to someone else! Great stuff. Then they bring this 'confidential employee survey' round, and invite us team by team to discuss what we're each going to answer for every question

 

Me: Not exactly confidential then is it?

Manager: Jon, don't be awkward.

Me: Explain to me how handing out a 'confidential survey' and then asking me what I'm going to write is confidential. That's like leaving the front door of your house open and saying 'Rob me'.

 

So the farcial exercise begins and I manage to blag \ lie my way out of most of the questions when the bottle spins round. Except there's one question that boils my piss, and I'm damned if I'm going to do anything other than answer it truthfully:

 

Q69: Do you feel valued as a V****x employee?

 

a. Strongly agree

b. Agree

c. Unsure

d. Strongly disagree.

 

The happyclapper idiots profess their love and jibber on like dancing seals. The inevitable happens.

 

Manager: What are you going to put for this question Jon? Do you feel valued?

 

Me: Hmm, well, let's have a go. D. Yeah, D it it is.

 

Manager (looks aghast): D? Why? Why are you going to put D?

 

Me: I don't want to discuss it here. I don't want to discuss any of my answers in a public forum. It's a confidential survey. This isn't private. If I don't want to discuss it here, I won't discuss it here. If you'd like me to send you an email or put in writing why I feel like that, I don't mind doing it.

 

Manager: But we all need to know what the problem is so it can be fixed.

 

Me: That's fine, except it won't be fixed. So therefore, I can't be bothered explaining myself publically. It's a personal problem that happened last year, and I'm still very unhappy with it. I'll write you an email.

 

Manager: No Jon, we need to know now.

 

Me: No. I need the toilet, I'm not discussing it here. Ask someone else please because I'm going to lose my temper.

 

And with that I sloped off to the bog, returned to my desk and carried on working. A survey was on my desk and I filled all 80 questions out, pressing on so hard my pen nearly went through the sheet. About 76 of the 80 questions were 'Disagree' or 'Strongly Disagree'.

 

What was I so pissed off about? Well, it was the way they treated me over my sickness last year. The fact that I was treated as if I was defrauding the company in some way, as if I was lying, as I was skiving and taking the piss, when I had my holiday wrecked by gastroenteroitis and had to come home early.

 

They gave me a disciplinary because I went over the 'maximum amount' of self certification' without getting a doctor's note. Except I didn't, I was still within a day, and I supplied full documentation from the hospital in Bruges. The fact that this was ignored, the surrounding circumstances ignored, and the whole event treated as a masturbatory box ticking exercise by Occupational Health, the managers and HR boiled my blood to the point that I was nearly ripping doors off at their hinges. Oh well, fuck me, what I'm saying doesn't fit with your YOUR PRECIOUS FUCKING PROCEDURE. Can't cope. Can't cope. Quick! Wank over an Excel spreadsheet! Look busy!

 

I then refused to sign their comical version of events and was told that if I didn't, I'd lose my job.

 

I then picked up a bloody horrible ear infection, and took one day off because it caned and I couldn't use a headset. Unfortunately the utter shitpiece of a manager didn't sign it off as a sick day and declared me AWOL, and I got another [unfair] attendance disciplinary.

 

So I'm there, my ears banging, struggling to see straight with a shitty headache, and I'm worried as hell that I'll lose my job. I need to work, I have bills to pay.

 

So employer, you treat me like shit, make me feel like scum for having the AUDACITY to be legitimately sick whilst adhering to your stupid AAP, and you wonder why I don't feel valued?

 

I tell you, you're lucky I'm not a violent person, I'll say that. Stick your po faced survey up your arse and shit snow for a month. Don't you ever, ever, ever insult my dignity and intelligence like that again. Don't pretend you care, because you don't. Don't single me out and expect me to explain myself in front of others when you wheel out another pointless calculated contradiction. If you don't want my opinion, DON'T FUCKING ASK FOR IT, because you won't like what you'll hear.

 

OH, AND FOR THE LOVE OF SAINTED CHRIST PAY ME MY FUCKING OVERTIME. PLEASE GET IT RIGHT BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T I'M NOT COMING IN FOR THE AMOUNT OF TIME OWED. IF ONE MORE MANAGER SAYS I'M NOT PULLING MY WEIGHT BECAUSE I REFUSE TO DO OVERTIME, THAT'S FUCKING IT. GIVE OVERTIME, PAY OVERTIME. NOT HARD. FUCKING WANKERS.

[whitevanman]

Nice rant WAT............I'm proud off you No suprise that your pissed at them, I would be to. Mind I don't think I could hold myself back...A long long time ago in a Galaxy not dissimiliar to yours, I got fucked over by the Manangers and not paid 3 weeks wages, as I was only going to be working for 2 more days, I was to say the least a bit peeved at the prospect of being shafted and not paid at all, now by nature I am a placid soul, but, when fucked about, especially over money I can get a bit beligerent...... so when the afore mentioned manager kinda sneered and said" well its only £900.." it kinda got the primal part of me going, So I grabbed him shoved him out off the first floor window and held him by his collar, que screaming from umpteen people and a general panic as I got more and more enraged, amazingly the rest of the managment "found" £900 for my wages, so I dragged the fucker back in and took the money and fucked off to the pub, I somewhat amazingly got offered a full time job because of it So good on you for holding back.

[Cavcraft]

Apart from that everything else is ok then Jon?

[Guest]

Apart from that everything else is ok then Jon?

Not exactly mate, no. Have Part 2, or 'Fuckface Friday' as I shall evermore refer to it.

 

To the jobsworth shitpiece of a car park attendant who berated me with ZERO PROVOCATION in [name removed] car park this afternoon. I hope it felt good. I hope it made you feel manly and powerful. Because I've written a letter to Parking Services, and they'll get it on Monday. I hope you like disciplinaries, you arrogant, hateful little bastard.

 

So. It's my day off. I have an eye appointment booked locally. I'm already a tad late, but I can still make it in. I find a space, park up, and go over to the ticket machine. As I leave, I see an attendant lean over each of the cars and write stuff down. He does the X5 next to me, and does the same to my car. Not liking the way this looks, I shout over:

 

Me: Just getting a ticket now mate.

 

The way he responded was nothing short of aggressive:

 

Twatface (bellowing): YEAH, I CAN SEE THAT. I CAN SEE THE VEHICLE THAT YOU TURNED UP IN. I'M JUST WALKING ROUND. LOSE THE ATTITUDE. I'M JUST DOING MY JOB, I DON'T NEED THIS. YOU GOT A PROBLEM?????

 

I'm sorry? Me lose the attitude? Chinny reckon? He blathered on some more bollocks but at this point (having said nothing else) I turned round and kept walking to the ticket machine.

 

I get my ticket, I throw it in the car and slam the door, quite loudly.

I can see him approaching again as I begin to walk towards the exit. Not wishing to make eye contact, he looks over at me and tuts loudly. I then fix him with a deranged stare and laugh under my breath, a massive smile all over my face. I keep walking.

 

Twatface: GOT SOMETHING TO SAY MATE? COME ON, LET'S HEAR IT! COME ON!

 

He's fucking yelling this across the car park, and the blue rinsers are staring at me and him.

 

Me: Yes mate, I have got something to say. But I'm not saying it to you. Tarra.

 

For the record, I've said it to your employer. It's not the brightest thing to do to berate a member of the public in full council uniform, but that's exactly what you did. I think you forget your place. I think you may have forgotten that you were at work, and that offering a member of the public out over precisely jack shit in front of loads of people isn't that clever.

 

Thanks for making me late and missing my eye appointment. Thanks awfully. I now can't get one until Monday. I was so gobsmacked by how you responded, I walked throught the precinct and forgot where the opticians was.

 

I'm not being spoken to like that by anyone, least of all some jumped up little prick from the Cuntcil. I'll be very interested to see what they say, because the letter went in the post an hour after this happened.

 

Good times.

[Guest]

Firstly, that old perennial work. They've managed to piss me off by giving a job I was promised to someone else! Great stuff.

Nice when that happens! Maybe we should form some kind of club.

[Guest]

Firstly, that old perennial work. They've managed to piss me off by giving a job I was promised to someone else! Great stuff.

Nice when that happens! Maybe we should form some kind of club.

We could do a 'Retribution Giant Test', whereby we test our various cars to see whether they pass muster upon leaving work.

[AXrescuer]

Sorry to hear about your woes wat. I can relate to both the employment bollocks and the council tosser. I got hauled into a disciplinary hearing for leaving work early when I was told about my daughter's appendix bursting without warning. After I told my colleagues what my boss had put me though, he in turn put me through the mincer for six months after that and it only stopped after I floored him during a work's party.I lost my job but gained enough work from his ex-clients that I went self-employed!Council street warden had a go at my wife for leaving a shopping trolley next to her car (she didn't, it was already there when she returned from the dentists). After she told him to bugger off he started giving her a load of attitude which only stopped when my 18 year old son arrived back at the car and gave him some hint of what might happen if he didn't piss off!Nasty vindictive little bastard then told his boss that both my wife and son had set about him like 'wild jackals'. That soon landed him in the shit though as unbeknown to the shitwad, my wife was childminder to his boss' two little boys!

[Guest]

Sorry to hear about your woes wat. I can relate to both the employment bollocks and the council tosser. I got hauled into a disciplinary hearing for leaving work early when I was told about my daughter's appendix bursting without warning. After I told my colleagues what my boss had put me though, he in turn put me through the mincer for six months after that and it only stopped after I floored him during a work's party.

Hey, I knew I'd find some support and similar experiences in here.What worries me is that in other people's tales, it's ended with senior management getting their heads stoved in. Is this what's going to happen next? I really don't want 'lamped Supervisor Twat' on my employment record, even if he \ she \ it \ yucca deserves it......

[AXrescuer]

Sorry to hear about your woes wat. I can relate to both the employment bollocks and the council tosser. I got hauled into a disciplinary hearing for leaving work early when I was told about my daughter's appendix bursting without warning. After I told my colleagues what my boss had put me though, he in turn put me through the mincer for six months after that and it only stopped after I floored him during a work's party.

Hey, I knew I'd find some support and similar experiences in here.What worries me is that in other people's tales, it's ended with senior management getting their heads stoved in. Is this what's going to happen next? I really don't want 'lamped Supervisor Twat' on my employment record, even if he \ she \ it \ yucca deserves it......

He didn't get his head staved in sadly. He just made the mistake of harassing me in front of my wife which in my eyes was a no-no. I said that I wanted to speak to him outside for a sec, after a matter of moments, I walked back in followed by him now sporting a rather fetching gap in his front teeth! Sorted.

[Rusty Pelican]

Watanabe, thats the rant of the year so far , really bad its all happening though , Really makes you wonder why you fucking bother sometimes

[Guest]

Watanabe, thats the rant of the year so far

I like not resting on my laurels. If I didn't have such a rich seam of shit to mine it wouldn't be possible for me to go off to such a degree. I'm not as volatile as people think for real, I'm really not. A couple of my friends would have gubbed that park attendant, but I'm not into that.Work are pricks, and I hope that twat in the car park gets sacked or at the very least disciplined. I like to give it back.

[outlaw118]

"STAFF OPINION SURVEY" - a brief series of quotes from my own company's effort....."We want to know how we're doing as an employer. Please answer the attached survey truthfully. Don't worry, it's 100% confidential, all comments will be noted, and acted upon" (yeah right...)(Then we go to the heading page)"Department" (that'll narrow it down a bit)"Field or Office based?" (narrows it down more)"Gender" (narrows it down a bit more)"Age" under21, 21-29,30-39,40-49,50-59, over 60?So, already theres 4 questions which will help "The Leaders" identify you, certainly in my line of work...1) How do you think the company manages change?(Very fucking badly)2) Are you proud to work for A****** W****?(No, I'd rather confess to be a fucking traffic warden)3) (Wat's fave) Do you feel valued?(Oh yeah, I feel great to be told that despite nearly dying last summer, my yearly targets havn't been pro-rata'd down as I "should have made the difference up"4) Does your manager fully understand how he/she can help you?(No, she's never done the job, and is only manager because she's sucked a few dicks.)5) Does your teamleader keep you updated with procedure changes?(Yes, but because "management" are so busy trying to justify their own existance by changing policies on a weekly basis, the poor fucker spends more time re-writing chunks of manual than actually coaching us poor bastards)6) Do you forsee yourself working for us in a years time?(If I am, i will have judged myself to have failed.)I could go on.......

[Guest]

Pretty much every survey I've done has only offered me a sliding scale, e.g. very poor, poor, OK, good, very good, don't know.Makes it a quick job to do them I suppose, it's like driving - keep to the far left.

[Guest]

"STAFF OPINION SURVEY" - a brief series of quotes from my own company's effort....."We want to know how we're doing as an employer. Please answer the attached survey truthfully. Don't worry, it's 100% confidential, all comments will be noted, and acted upon" (yeah right...)(Then we go to the heading page)"Department" (that'll narrow it down a bit)"Field or Office based?" (narrows it down more)"Gender" (narrows it down a bit more)"Age" under21, 21-29,30-39,40-49,50-59, over 60?So, already theres 4 questions which will help "The Leaders" identify you, certainly in my line of work...1) How do you think the company manages change?(Very fucking badly)2) Are you proud to work for A****** W****?(No, I'd rather confess to be a fucking traffic warden)3) (Wat's fave) Do you feel valued?(Oh yeah, I feel great to be told that despite nearly dying last summer, my yearly targets havn't been pro-rata'd down as I "should have made the difference up"4) Does your manager fully understand how he/she can help you?(No, she's never done the job, and is only manager because she's sucked a few dicks.)5) Does your teamleader keep you updated with procedure changes?(Yes, but because "management" are so busy trying to justify their own existance by changing policies on a weekly basis, the poor fucker spends more time re-writing chunks of manual than actually coaching us poor bastards)6) Do you forsee yourself working for us in a years time?(If I am, i will have judged myself to have failed.)I could go on.......

Do we work in the same office?

[outlaw118]

If we did, I/we/you would have more fun....get D Hirst esq in, and it'd be more fun than a box of (dead) kittens.....Thats the thing, I don't work in an office, I'm field based, it's possibly worse in some respects, as you get all the news/ directives, whatever after everyone else, you have to account for every minute of your time - we actually have to write on our timesheets when we go for a piss, because thers a gap in between our visit times, we have to account for it..ie9.45 visit ref 6135798, agreed payment plan9.55 visit ref 6149762, no reply, card DP88 left10.00 telephone call from 6513497, change of occupier10.05 to Tesco for wee10.15 visit ref 6349785, no reply DP88 leftyou get my drift.....Advantages of lone working probably outweigh the disadvantages it has to be said; flexitime is a right old brucie, and if you know where the fuse for your van's tracker is, you can have about 15 mini-breaks a day...

[Guest]

If we did, I/we/you would have more fun....get D Hirst esq in, and it'd be more fun than a box of (dead) kittens.....

Superb. May have to quote this 'un.....

[outlaw118]

Help yerself, I don't charge (everyone)...

[Rusty Pelican]

"6) Do you forsee yourself working for us in a years time?(If I am, i will have judged myself to have failed.)

I will remember this quote , Im bound to need it soon

[Lankytim]

Hey you lot! Dont you know you're lucky to have a job at all!!!!!

[Cavcraft]

Does anyone ever actually really take notice of work's surveys? One place I worked at was really big on this kind of shit and harrassed everyone to fill the forms in because 'last year they only hit 78%', or something wank like that.Naturally a few of us filled it in and left comments such as 'worse company in the world' 'bosses are complete wankers' etc but typically we never fucking heard back from them.I think my previous boss was the biggest dickhead of the lot though: he'd call a meeting at 08.00 to complain people were leaving the deopt too late, yet I was always without fail out on the road for 07.00am latest. I told him these meetings were a fucking waste of my time but he said he had to have them as it was company policy for everyone to attend, and they were not allowed to single people out. The last time he got me to attend I just stood up in the middle of the horse shit and told the lazy fuckers who turned up late to either get in on time or fuck right off. Happily two of them took the hint and pissed off a week later.

[M'coli]

Wat, I think that what that manager asked you to do is reportable under the "bullying and harassment" and "dignity at work" headings that any reasonable employer should have.My company's HR told my line manager last week that my dept. were going at-risk for redundancy, that our letters should be appearing soon and that our first consultation would occur before the 31st of March. Today my line manager received an email from a member of HR to say that we won't be going at-risk until the 23rd of March. What a shower of cunts.I believe that Tarantino is filming a documentary about oxygen thieves such as these, those in Wat's company and management in general. Its title is believed to be "Incompetent Basterds".

[Guest]

The problem is that if you cause grief within your own department, you can make your life very difficult - being a couple of minutes late suddenly becomes a big deal, work is under more scrutiny, less slack is given, etc. Not saying it's always a case of keeping your head down, but anything that involves someone senior being dropped in it needs to be considered a calculated gamble rather than a neat solution.

 

Office politics are a right juggling act. Conflicting personalities, usually within some pretty miserable surroundings. I think most office workers would happily gun down their colleagues in cold blood if they thought they could be shuffled into a slightly better role, given a raise, a change of scenery, etc. More so if there's very little movement within their section - give someone a brief flicker of hope and they'll happily trample over everyone else to get it. The worst thing is that it's all behind a facade of empty compliments and feigned interest - do you really wish good luck to someone who is applying for something you want? You'd be happier for them to go under a bus, a great big double decker at that.

 

But you've got to keep up this pretense of being a nice likeable character, otherwise you'll be considered a threat - suddenly it's you who finds your ears burning when you're on your break, an image is built up for other people that you're not worthwhile, managers become aware of your iffy reputation, you get pulled up more often because people have built you up as a problem character and pay you more attention. The mundane work means rumours and gossip are commonplace, just to break up the monotony, so people start reading into things that aren't there.

 

Before you know it, you're stuck in a corner with nowhere to go, staring at a grey screen and counting the minutes before you can get out. People become an inconvenience to be treated only with contempt, unless you think they can be used to your own ends. There are no opportunities, but if there were, you wouldn't be getting them. Cynicism takes over your mind, so everything becomes a box-ticking exercise to you. Don't understand why something is happening? There'll be a reason behind it, one which will no doubt leave you feeling worse-off. You try to forget about your job, but you just keep having to turn up. You pass on being desperate and become apathetic - the money's still coming in. There's no hope, but there's still money. But it's like being on a sinking ship - the money can only keep coming in if you can keep up the juggling act. If you're this frustrated, how can you keep a straight face? How can you appear enthusiastic? It's a struggle not to openly swear, never mind tackling what has become the biggest chore of your life on a daily basis with a "let's do this" attitude. You know you'll slip up sooner or later, you're already on the slippery slope, all you can do is predict how much mileage is left in a job before you're unable to darken their doorstep again.

 

......but it doesn't end there, because once that's over, you're on another lap - different company, different office, maybe the computer will be a different make, could be more or less ceiling tiles to count, there's some boundaries to establish, need to figure out how each person operates and how best to fit around that, but once you're settled in, it's all back to how it was. You're on the next nightmare and you'll just have to put up with it all over again. It stinks. You just keep on going and going and eventually you'll get to retire, look back at your life and wonder why you spent whole years going to the fax machine, just for the walk. Just for something to do. You went to the fax machine, to break up the day, provide a brief flicker of amusement, a sodding fax machine, with its paper tray and its error codes and bloody stupid toner cartridge that always leaves black marks on your hands, but hey you don't care because it gave you an opportunity to go to the bathroom to clean up, there's other exciting things in there to break up the day, a sink, a paper towel, a hand dryer, good God, some days using the hand dryer can be the most entertainment you have, highlight of the day, probably stick it in the diary, what did you do on that day, I used the hand dryer, the lousy hand dryer which blows too hot so you burn your hands, because the skin on your hands is too fragile, because you kept getting piping hot coffees and clutching the cup, getting a coffee is a bit of a lark, makes it a bit more fun, do it a few times, a bit of a jolly jape you might say, Jesus Christ, what is the bloody point? It's like being dead before you've earned the right to be. It's like not existing, but you're still there! You're alive, but you're not! Is this what it's all about? Is this it??

 

Might put that in my next job appraisal.

[Parky]

Hirst - You have just summed up my working life perfectly. I could not have put it better myself.

[dollywobbler]

I'm amazed at some of the crap some of you have to put up with. Why do you do it? I've had some really shitty jobs in my time (earning £6400 as the most abused van driver in the world was a definite low) but I just quit and found something different. I've been a meter reader (4 days), worked at Mr Clutch (4 days), worked as a sales rep, van driver and even once had a job as an expert photocopier.

 

I've done tons of clerical work though, and have rarely had to put up with as much shit as gets dealt out to you. Granted, it was brain-destroying data entry in the main. At one bizarre point, I was sitting next to former GMTV presenter and Big Brother 3 contestant Alison Hammond. I think we've both gone on to better things since! http://alisonhammond.com/

 

Odd how things pan out.

 

Anyway, gist is, don't feel you have to stick with your career path. Give something else a go. It might be worse, it might be better but you don't know 'til you try.

 

talk>

[whitevanman]

I'm amazed at some of the crap some of you have to put up with. Why do you do it? I've had some really shitty jobs in my time (earning £6400 as the most abused van driver in the world was a definite low) but I just quit and found something different. I've been a meter reader (4 days), worked at Mr Clutch (4 days), worked as a sales rep, van driver and even once had a job as an expert photocopier.I've done tons of clerical work though, and have rarely had to put up with as much shit as gets dealt out to you. Granted, it was brain-destroying data entry in the main. At one bizarre point, I was sitting next to former GMTV presenter and Big Brother 3 contestant Alison Hammond. I think we've both gone on to better things since! http://alisonhammond.com/Odd how things pan out. Anyway, gist is, don't feel you have to stick with your career path. Give something else a go. It might be worse, it might be better but you don't know 'til you try.talk>

I suspect Hirst's problem is being a civil servent. The other problems are caused by companies wishing they were in the civil service....ie- Top heavy with idle incompetent fucktard managment, and a second layer of wannabe idle incompetent fucktards, followed by yet another layer off.......etc, etc

[Cavcraft]

Probably because people feel trapped DW, especially if they have kids/mortgage/big bills etc.Unfortunately some bosses play on this and talk of recession, job losses, unemployment etc scres ths hit out of people.I agree with what you're saying but some people feel like they don't have a choice and some people don't have a choice.I suspect uncertainty creeps in too in some cases, the thought that if you spewed your job and had another lined up it could be worse. Also once you've worked somewhere a few years you probably have some entitlements that you wouldn't have a in new job.I think there's a sort of line between acceptability and the need to get the fuck out because things have become so bad. There are precious few people who go to work because they want to and I reckon probably 90%+ of workers despise some or all of their jobs.People can battle on in the face of mild adversity and just blow their top occasionally (usually on here ) which is a sort of stress relief for some of us.My personal rule of thumb is that if you're having more bad days than good ones at work over a say three month period then it's time to go. You do have to find some glimmer of hope, something that makes you smile or makes your day go better at work, otherwise you're fucked. I bet most people who've complained about their jobs on here don't hate them full stop, but just like to let off a bit of steam as we all do.Obviously if a chance comes to GTFO then of course it's always worth considering, if we all stayed doing the same thing forever and never had the bottle to leave we'd be a lot more miserable I reckon. What is it someone once said? 'It's better to try something and regret it than spend the rest of your life wondering what if', or words to that effect.