Why is it that when I come in first thing in the morning that you are in my cubicle on my phone like this is the communal desk. To give you a subtle hint, I place my purse and my lunch in front of you and I go to the washroom hoping you’ll be off the phone when I get back. But you’re not. You keep on gabbing in an animated voice and when you finally do get off you proceed to tell me who you were talking to and what you were talking about.
I DON’T CARE!!!!!!!
I work for a multi million dollar corporation that has six owners most of which have never even been a manager some worked for burger king before this. one has little mans syndrome he has to be the big shot and yell at everyone except his sister in law nad the girl that does all his work for him. one is a womanizing pig that thinks everyone wants him and he is the most important.
I work with this boss that is such a bitch! If you don’t kiss her ass or cater to her she treats you like crap. Lets also add she has these cronies who follow her around just so they can get what ever they want. I was made assistant manager and a month later, I quit. Why? According to her, she stated that my co-workers said I would go in the office when they were busy. Supposedly I was also waving money bags around, while on my way to get change or make a deposit. Oh please!!! I do more work in that shop than everyone else, the register doesn’t lie! It keeps track of everyone’s’ transactions. Apparently one of the bosses cronies wanted my job. She is going to think about taking over as asst. manager. Why doesn’t she just say she’s going to do it? I’ve worked in that shop for four years…I’m tired of being so damn dependable and get treated like s***, yet the others who take days off, come in late, and get mouthy with the boss are treated fair! What kind of crap is that??? Gosh! It aggravates me to no end! One day they’ll ALL get their payback. What comes around goes around…and theirs is going to be a big one!
Dear Office Sluts in the middle of the room:
We don’t really want to hear about how your latest conquest over the weekend thought you were a slut. Everyone else already knows you are. While you’re at it, if you want to get a job more suited to your talents, the stripper bars up the stairs are hiring. Til then, would it be too much to ask if you would shut the hell up and just work? Your office manners are more suited to happy hour than the workplace.