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Another day at work, another aggravation. (Part of it copied from the "I Hate My Job" Thread at Snarkfest)
Grrr. Communication in this joint sucks ass. Someone made a plan with whom had to man the phones during lunch. That someone put it up in the kitchen. Then that someone didn't mention anything to anybody, even though the plan is valid from today and we should know where to reroute our phones to. Nice detail on the side: we are 11 people in our department and only 6 of us are forced to man the phones. The other 5 (!) are team heads and excluded themselves from that. All this talk about us being a team is apparently just that: talk.
We also found out who the someone was hung up the plan: my bosses boss, Oliver. Dude is apparently incapable of communicating with us plebs anymore. About two weeks ago, Shirley and I received a forwarded e-mail from him (forwarded by our boss) in which he complained about our desks being too chaotic. No, he couldn't walk the 30 metres from his office to ours to tell us in person or even send us the e-mail directly.
Today I also heard that my boss said something so mean to another coworker of mine that she filed a complaint with HR. That's the place I'm working for. My favorite daydream of the moment is the day I give notice.
I'm really glad I had the interview at the job placement agency today, 'cause if I didn't, I think I'd despair. This tiny glimmer of hope that someone somewhere is looking for a new job for me has allowed me to put a tiny bit more wall between them and my sanity. The woman from the job placement agency called twice already to ask if it was okay to send my application file for two different jobs. It's really satisfying to know that she's on it.
I told my mom what's been going on at work the past couple of weeks and she was shocked. I hadn't been telling her much whenever I met her, just because I wanted to put everything as far away as possible. It was funny to hear her being shocked, 'cause I'm so used to this crap and just shaking my head (happens a lot these days).
Grrr. Communication in this joint sucks ass. Someone made a plan with whom had to man the phones during lunch. That someone put it up in the kitchen. Then that someone didn't mention anything to anybody, even though the plan is valid from today and we should know where to reroute our phones to. Nice detail on the side: we are 11 people in our department and only 6 of us are forced to man the phones. The other 5 (!) are team heads and excluded themselves from that. All this talk about us being a team is apparently just that: talk.
We also found out who the someone was hung up the plan: my bosses boss, Oliver. Dude is apparently incapable of communicating with us plebs anymore. About two weeks ago, Shirley and I received a forwarded e-mail from him (forwarded by our boss) in which he complained about our desks being too chaotic. No, he couldn't walk the 30 metres from his office to ours to tell us in person or even send us the e-mail directly.
Today I also heard that my boss said something so mean to another coworker of mine that she filed a complaint with HR. That's the place I'm working for. My favorite daydream of the moment is the day I give notice.
I'm really glad I had the interview at the job placement agency today, 'cause if I didn't, I think I'd despair. This tiny glimmer of hope that someone somewhere is looking for a new job for me has allowed me to put a tiny bit more wall between them and my sanity. The woman from the job placement agency called twice already to ask if it was okay to send my application file for two different jobs. It's really satisfying to know that she's on it.
I told my mom what's been going on at work the past couple of weeks and she was shocked. I hadn't been telling her much whenever I met her, just because I wanted to put everything as far away as possible. It was funny to hear her being shocked, 'cause I'm so used to this crap and just shaking my head (happens a lot these days).