Working woes...

[King Bastard]

What say you? I cant be the only one out of us who has been getting the shaft at any and all jobs (well, not all) that I've held.

Lets hear some of the more colourful stories you have about work, and the and things that come along with it. Hell, throw some retrospective thoughts in there as well. Tell us about wht you'd do differently if you only knew....

If you want to, that is.....

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[Koliedrus]

Gads! The Can Of Worms has cracked.

Im biting my tongue for the time being. I'll let someone else get their piece in before I rant.

You truly are a Bastard, you bastard http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/wink.gif

[King Bastard]

fine, I'll lead off.

One of the best jobs I ever held was being a sign guy in NYC, one of those foolhardy fucks that scalr the sides of very tall buildings and perpetuate the whole advert game. Why was this a cool job? Glad you asked.

Ya see, I have one of those T-type personalityies. The kind that needs a kick in the ass every few minutes. so that fed my adrenaline fix quite well. AND, NYC fer chrissakes! C'mon, only the BEST damn city on the globe. now comes the bad parts.

Walkiong in ankle deep pigeon poo, the very real threat of falling to my death, the cabbies trying to run me down in the street as I pull a swing scaffold, with people riding it, of off a wall... the list is huge. But there were just as many GOOd thigs about it as well.

worst thing about this job? I let it slip away. Foolish me was all mopey and depressed after my divorce (picture having the perfect oppourtunity to make headlines with your suicide, every day..talk about temptation), and I'd just stay home, or fuck off on the job. Lost my aptartment, and would have gotten fired if not for the fact that it was union work...

Oh well, there's my opening salvo. lets hear some of your better/worse jobs, and reasons why you feel the way you do.

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[estero]

<font color=pink>My best jobs were, one, being a pharmacist assistant when I was 17-19, two, being the attractions and sports cooridnator at the Canadian National Exhibition when I was 19, and three, working for an insurance company.

Bad things about them? The first one, I got in a fight with my boss and she transferred me so i quit. The second one, what sucked was romancing clients. Taking them out for lunches, dinners... etc. I was working about 75 hours a week. I had no life other than work. (btw, this was a summer gig because I'm a student.) The third, I loved it, nothing bad about it, this is my present job. I was hired on as summer help but after the summer was over they liked me so much that they wanted to keep me as part time while I was at school. They kept offering a full time poistion but I had to say no becasue of school. Anyway, the other day, the quasi-boss comes up to me and tells me they have hired a full timer because they couldn't wait anylonger and I said no to them. I'm laid off now. She felt really bad and said they she would try to have work for me every thursday. I was getting paid really well and under the table too. Oh well. Good thing I still have another job. I do the physical therapy for handicapped children. I will not mention what I don't like about that job.

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[Horgasm]

Well I’ve been fortunate in most of my employment endeavors.

Selling athletic shoes- How hard can that be. I absolutely suck as a salesman but the store I worked at was the only
athletic store in town. (yea, I grew up in the middle of nowhere).

Pumping gas in Germany for 2 years- Sounds like a real shitty job and it was. Sitting at an airfield waiting for
helicopters to return so I go “fill er up”. when there were no flights I got the privilege to change tires and replace fuel
filters all day. Get of work and smell like super unleaded for a few days.. . The good part about this job was the travel.
Training missions bought me a free ride to 11 countries and because we were Medical evacuation we usually didn’t
do much of anything.

Biomedical Engineering Tech- What can I say I do love doing my job. It’s the shitty circumstances that surround it
that piss me off. First of all being stuck, against my will, in this sewer people call “Central Louisiana” (sorry if anyone
is from here but I hate it. It sucks). Second, hours. My work schedule just shifted from 4-10 hour days to 5-10’s and 1
week a month “On-Call”. This may not sound too bad compared to other’s schedules but that brings me to the Third
circumstance the kicker, I DON’T GET PAID ANY MORE! My pay is a fixed monthly rate no matter how much I work.
I made just over $17,000 last year. I could make double on the “outside” easy.

I knew what I was getting into when I signed up, and I know I could have it much worse, but dammit that doesn’t
mean I can’t bitch and moan about it. If I could go back I do think that I would have still enlisted but under better
contract stipulations. I’ll fulfill my contract and get the hell out. That is my bitch session.

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BURKINA FASO.. .

[FunkaY]

Well I haven't had too many jobs being rather young. First job I had was at a little fruit shop, I was 15 or something and knew NOTHING about fruit..(how the fuck are you supposed to tell the difference between a granny smith apple and a QLD delicious?! They all look the same to me..) So I just charged them all the one price http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/smile.gif Anyway that ended with the owner just not showing up one day and never coming back.

Next job was fast food..all I can say is BAD BAD BAD BAD..one bad for each year I stupidly stayed there. The co-workers were great, it was fun for a while..but the customers just grate and grate and whine and it kind of drove me insane.

Now im stuck in the office job sector. My job at the moment is OK..bit stupid though. It's a help desk type thing, but there are only 2 of us that answer the calls..so it gets busy. Yesterday and today SUCK..I am here alone cause the other chick has a fucking hangover or something stupid. I got this job a month ago and still dont really know enough to be on my own..that and I dont get ciggy breaks http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/frown.gif So today is a BAD day..

Fuck it I am going for a ciggy anyway..let the bastards wait.

[Koliedrus]

Like many people, I work with some who I consider to be complete wastes of human flesh. One in particular was recently called down for his incompetence. In order to justify himself he decided to bring up the faults of his co-workers.

AKA: NARC

Actually, his accusations were unfounded. The supposed indiscretions were seen as an obvious attempt to "blow out the candles of others to make his seem brighter".

A few days later he decided to make nicey-nice with the people he tried to drag through the shit by purchasing "peace-offerings". I was one of those people.

I walked up to him with a smile on my face, shook his hand, looked him directly in the eye while still clutching his sweaty palm and said, "Thanks for the gift. You're still a sonofabitch and I hope you die soon."

See? You guys are teaching me a lot of useful stuff http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/smile.gif

[This message has been edited by Koliedrus (edited 02-17-2001).]

[focusedrage]

hmm...lets see...the first job I ever had...well, it was picking blueberries - I must have been 14 at the time...and yes that SUCKED ASS....I was paid by the pound...and like 13cents a pound at that....do you know how hard it is to pick a pound of fucking blueberries? pretty damn hard...you know how hard it is to work for 4 hours and make more than 5 or 10 dollars? pretty fucking hard. Not to mention the fact that I was chased around all day by bumblebees. I was stung more that summer than ever...I still hate bees!

Lets see...after that...good ol' subway. It sucked ass too..I worked my ass off, wore the ugliest fucking purple subway shirt I have ever seen, and when I quit, I was working TWO FUCKING HOURS a week. but luckily....

The next job I had was Working at a bank. I worked 3 to 7 every week day and 9-1 on sat. It used to be rough when I was at the first branch, because I worked fridays from 5 till 7 nonstop...I have never moved that much money in my life as I did in those two hours...damn that sucked ass, but luckily they opened up a new branch that almost noone knew about, so I got to sit on my ass for four hours a day when I moved over there.

And the NEXT job I had was a local pizza parlor. that job sorta sucked, but the bonus was that my 2 (very pretty - and YES they were female http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/biggrin.gif) coworkers were constantly coming onto me, and trying to get me in the back room....now, stupid me, was in my "goody-goody" phase, so I respectfully declined....man how I kick myself for that...

Well, that brings me to my current job. I did billing/sales for this company for a year and a half, and after having NO opportunity for promotions for most of that time, and being screwed out of the one time that there was one (boss...bad decision on their part...nuff said), I decided to make my move to tech support. Want can I say..I like doing it - I work 10:30p.m. to 7:30 a.m., have fri. and sat. nights off to go party. The reason I am happy w/ it is because graveyard=NO politics. they only bosses that we even have to SEE are cool as hell http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/smile.gif.

Anyways...I am sure that this post is entirely too long, and that most of you haven't even read it..but, hey, it is 5:30, and it is dead up here at this great job I have...heh heh heh http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/biggrin.gif

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[Koliedrus]

I came close to putting my fist through the face of a co-worker. I'd rather not go into the details right now. Perhaps tomorrow.

[MAC]

Damn! I was going to bitch about this job but my boss is on the way to get me beer http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/smile.gif

I will make two statements though and then someone else can have a turn.

1) I grew up on a farm and was always working. At home and for other people but always earning $.
Then I turned 16.
Then I got a car.
Then I got a speeding ticket.
Then I got a job.
That was a busy 2 days.

2)Then I went to Junior College. Which my parents couldn't afford. So I got gov't help. Which was more than I needed for tuition but not nearly enough to live on or even drive the 80 miles round trip each day.
So I remained employed but dependant on the grants. Then one year, despite maintaining a 3.8 GPA in Math & Science, I earned $11,100.00 with no dependants. Apparently $10K is the poverty level. Once I ruptured it I was on my own. This may be self pity but I feel I was penalized for working. I finished my degree anyway.
I'll debate the pro's & cons of this job later.

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Don't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding.

[halo]

i think the major one for my current job would be getting exposed to what is todays version of bubonic plague on xmas eve... merry christmas right? and now i seemed to have acquired a virul infection in my tummy and havent been able to hold anything except water down for the past 3 days. and i dont have any sick days worked up yet so if i call in sick i cant pay rent.

had i known better i wouldve gone ot cosmetology school fresh out of high school instead of fucking round in jr college and id be doing what i love and not be so stressed right bout now http://www.thehypertribe.net/ubb/frown.gif

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its not that my glass is half empty, but that i need another cup

[MAC]

Amen Sister!

Can I get a witness up in HE-UH!!!

My should-uh, could-uh, would-uh is a little different.

It revolves around I love what I do and where I do it but I hate having to do it for $ under the circumstances.

You see what makes my job so good, also makes it so bad.

My company has a serious deficite of infrastructure. At last count, I have about 6 different job titles. Actually I have NO job title, because although I have much resposibility I have no AUTHORITY with which to carry out that responsibility. However, I have no liability.
If I am told to do something and do it on my own, technically I am wrong because I'm not allowed to say, purchase what I need to do the job. But if I don't do it waiting on someone else (there is no one else) to purchase it for me or to OK the purchase, I will be late on the job, for which I get an empty comment about getting it out on time but never actually get in trouble and will most likely not be reprimanded or fired.
Our company is small but has grown rapidly lately despite the bosses cxonscious effort to quit at every new thing that he trys and his inability to commit by allocating responsibility.
In summation:
Good job, fun work, okay $, mucho extra $, all the hours I want, leisurly schedule, relaxed atmosphere (most of the time)
Bad job, terribly bottleneckd chain of command, no clear instruction or rules, no expediation of responsibility.

A man thrives on success.
If it doesn't really matter, you can't succede

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