Rant

Okay, I have to rant.

I fucking hate my job so much sometimes. Grrrrr.

There is this one guy in our Company, he works out of the Austin Branch and I swear the guy always has a bug up his ass. His (800) number is listed incorrectly in the telephone directory and it’s not my fault, but of course, he thinks it is.

I have the dilemma of do I just suck up the abuse or do I e-mail him the change I received and lay the blame where it should be. Right now I’ve decided to just let it fall. It’s Michele’s fault, not mine. But Michele is also a bitch. If I try to lay the blame where it belongs she’ll manage somehow to sidestep it and lay it elsewhere. Never fails. So I’m just going to drop it UNLESS for some reason Mr. Asshole decides to go to my boss. I’m certainly not taking the heat for it.

Actually, the e-mail he sent was completely uncalled for so I probably will bring that to my boss’s attention when she returns. This guy is known for sending e-mails that are completely uncalled for though so most people just say “that’s how he is, learn to live with him”.

I fucking hate that shit. The ONE time I take the initiative and write an e-mail telling someone how it’s going to be and how sick I am of them treating me like shit I get in trouble for it. Then there’s this asshole that can send several e-mails that are blantantly rude and get away with it.

I fucking hate that guy, he’s quite literally, the biggest self-important prick in the company and I live in FEAR of seeing his name in my e-mail. Everyone in the company does I think. His e-mails always ends with me wanting to kick his face in.

So anyway, I’m just not going to respond. I’m not afraid of his assholishness. Being a self-important asshole doesn’t get anyone anywhere with me. Why? Because my ex-stepmom was a self-important bitch. I’m pretty much used to it. It’s their problem, not mine.

This reminds me.

Hubby and I were somewhere awhile back. Ohhhh, Target. We were having a pretzel at the Target snack stand thingy. It was really slow there at the time, we were the only people there, so the young lady that ran the snack stand was over talking to the manager or someone. This old guy comes in and gets all pissed off because there’s no one behind the counter. As soon as he notices there’s no one there he starts yelling “Hello” really loud. The girl had noticed him and was trying to come over but it of course, wasn’t quick enough for him. This kind of shit drives me insane. People are always in a huge hurry for everything. But you know what, shit happens. You can tell by the reaction of clerks that the common reaction is for people to get pissed off about every little inconvenience. I don’t get pissed off about having to wait an extra minute. Because you know what, it’s just a minute. People get bent out of shape if a checker needs to run grab some more 1’s and 5’s and I just nod and smile when he/she tells me they need to do that. Y’know, that’s how the job goes sometimes. People need to go to the bathroom, people need 1’s and 5’s, people even make mistakes. If we could all just sit back and relax a little bit our blood pressure might go down. Do you have any idea how surprised the checkers are when you don’t get upset about a little inconveniences? That’s got to say something. It’s amazing how many times hubby and I get an almost surprised look from someone when we’ve been inconvenienced and just smile and say “No Problem, no rush. Thanks.” It’s not worth it to get pissed off over everything.

This applies to office work too. Y’know, people make mistakes. I’ve made mistakes, people doing work for me have made mistakes. It’s gotten to the point where I’m often surprised if someone isn’t pissed about some mistake I’ve made. Others are also often surprised when I’m not pissed about a mistake they’ve made. Look around and think about it. Does one little mistake, one small inconvenience really fuck up your day THAT much? I mean really? Don’t we all have bigger problems than having to wait an extra minute for someone? Because I certainly do, and if there’s someone out there who’s biggest problem is that the checker happens to be discussing something with the manager. I want your life.