Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

First rant of 2008

At work we have a bunch of microwaves for people to use for warming up their lunches, which is a nice convenience in my opinion. There’s even one outside the front office where my cubicle is. One thing that seems to happen a lot is that people will take their food out of the machine before the timer ends and NOT clear the damn thing. What I want to know is why people are setting the damn timer when they have no intention of waiting for the damn thing to count down. If they want to warm their food for 2 minutes, why do they take it out at 1:30. SET THE FUCKING MACHING FOR 1:30. IS THIS SO FUCKING HARD?

This happens all the time around here and it amazes me at the lack of logic around here. The things I’ve seen are amazing. But I cannot blog about them because some things are told me in confidence, and other stuff I overhear. Either way, I’m going to keep quiet about stuff that could bite me in the ass, but there is one thing that I can reveal because it doesn’t involve any other staff.

I’m in the front office and I’m the one who usually buzz people in. That is the door is locked and I have to hit a button to unlock the door so they can enter. Outside there is a sign on the door telling people to push the doorbell button to be “Buzzed” in, simple enough? I thought so, but 90% of the people who come into the office cannot get it right, and out of that remaining 10%, 8% are either vendors, sales people or service people. I call this the “First Hurdle of getting a job”, if you can’t understand the process of getting into the front office, then you score high on my list. Again, I usually have to wave these people to get them to open the door. STUPID!!!!

Another thing that gets me after they walk in, if they start talking to someone else in the front office that happens to be of the same ethnic group as them, they tend to ignore me and start talking to the other person in their native language. This seriously pisses me off, so much so that I’ll ignore them for a good 10-15 seconds after they ask me for an application. Apparently I’m not important enough to talk too, so why the hell should I bother with then, especially after they failed the Door Test.

The big issue in this city is the need for smart workers, and right now we’re force to scrape the bottom of the barrel, and based on what is walking in to apply, we’re scraping pretty deep.

Another thing I’ve been doing is looking over the applications for issues, such as contact information, but I also notice other things, like the lack of language skills. Now if I were moving to a new country, I would make it a priority to LEARN the language of the country that I’m moving too, thus if I we’re moving to Canada, I’d make sure that I knew how to speak, read and write in English (or French if I was heading for Quebec). If I were moving to Japanese, I’d take some time (months at least) to make sure that I could speak the language and learn the basics of the written language (ok 6 months would be needed, but dammit, I would make the effort).We give out a 3 page application which requests standard information like name, address, previous work experience and education. I’ve seen people take over 30 minutes to fill this thing out, and some of the take the applications to their car to ask their friends what they should write down.

Ok people, here’s some tips, Under Name of University (if Applicable) , do not put your country of origin. Also under Please tell me why you’re interested in applying for this position, DO NOT PUT, Me need money for rent and food. I swear that I can’t take this much longer.

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Thursday, November 08, 2007

You lied to me.

So around 2:30pm a situation develops. For some reason some of the orders from yesterday were not processed. Management is making a big deal about this and after helping a supervisor look at the problem the HR director says to me. "Can you go and pack boxes with me on the line". SO I go take a loot and things are ok, (there was nothing to pack). I got back to my cubicle and I noticed that all the managers on site are gone, I figure that they're in the warehouse looking at the situation. WRONG!!!! About 20 minutes they come into the front office with their Tim Horton's coffee. I was pissed.

So later I go back into the warehouse and actually start packing orders. I do so for about 40 minutes and leave since it was 10 minutes from quitting time. I make my way back, swipe my ID out and head for my desk to grab my stuff and leave. I enter the front office and I get this "here you are" treatment, as both managers get up from their desks. I get this bullshit praise and one of them asks where I'm going. I say I'm leaving. What I don't say is that "I'M LEAVING YOU TWO FACED LIAR. I'M FUCKING I.T., NOT SOME SHLEP WHO WORKS ON THE WAREHOUSE FLOOR. WANT TO REALLY PRAISE ME? GIVE ME A FUCKING BONUS NOW!!!"

Needless to say. I was diplomatic, and polite and even said goodbye before I left.

JACKASS!!!

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Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Leave me alone. I'M EATING DAMMIT

Why is it that people don’t bother me for hours at a time, but as soon as I go on lunch or I’m about to head home, everyone come up to me and starts WHINING about their problems? I swear they time it just to piss me off, and it’s WORKING,

STOP COMING TO ME WITH YOUR PROBLEMS DURING MY BREAKS.

I wear at one point, someone was standing over me while I was eating. PISS OFF. LET ME EAT MY MACRONI AND CHEESE IN PEACE!!! I’m just waiting for someone to follow me into the bathroom.

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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I hate Berets.

On Sunday I saw one of those guys who really piss me off. You know, the beret wearing, beard toting, pony tailed assholes. The pompous left wing know-it-all assholes. The tofu eating shit heads. You’d think that I’m biased or something. I never said a word to this guy but I hate him. I hate him because he’s an asshole. How do I know he’s an asshole if I never meet him or even spoke a single word to this guy? Simple, the international simple for asshole is a black beret and a pony tail.

As soon as I saw this guy I had this urge to start talking about stuff like “I support our troop”, or “we should do more oil exploration in the far north”, just to set this guy off. I just love pissing these guys off because they go on and on about how right they are without even considering the possibility that they’re wrong. They’re the type who go on about how we should respect other cultures and ignore the fact that in some society’s women are treated like property. They say that they’re against the exploitation of the third world while they use a marker to hide the “Nike” logo on their shoes. (My personal favorite was when this one girl tries to convince me that they were the same shoes that she had since she was 12. BULLSHIT).

I really hate those people because of their arrogance. I remember a few years back when they had the G8 conference, just outside of the city, some protesters were going to try and trash a McDonalds as a protest. HEY ASSHOLES, trashing a McDonald’s isn’t a form a protest, IT’S A CRIME. Luckily the police knew about it ahead of time and created a barricade with their mountain bikes. Then the police arrested the asshole who tried to grab one of the bikes.

Perhaps I should be clear about something. I do not hate these people because of their views. I can respect someone who has a different view than mine. What I despise is the arrogance they have. I despise their inability to listen to other views. I despise their hypocrisy. They claim to be the most tolerant people in the world until you disagree with them and WHAMO; they become the most intolerant hypocrites on the face of the earth. I’d like to blame the lack to meat in their diets but the so-called religious right is just as bad.

So on one side we have the granola eating beret wearing mother fuckers and on the other side, we have self righteous bible toting fuck heads. I hate them all.

What was I going to talk about again? Oh yeah, take that beret and shove it up your ass.

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Friday, October 20, 2006

I have to share this.

This guy comes into the lunch room 5 minutes ago. He refuses a diet coke and goes into a big speil about what Aspartame does to your body. He goes through a big rant about health.

Right now, he's outside SMOKING. IDIOT.

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