Use your fucking brains, people. It's why your manager hired you, I presume. It sure as hell wasn't because of looks.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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If I hear "lets check with Holly" one more time today, when it's something that they could easily figure out on their own, I am going to lose it.
Use your fucking brains, people. It's why your manager hired you, I presume. It sure as hell wasn't because of looks.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
Last Edited By: incrediblegobstopper 07/02/08 8:52 AM.
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Kimbob the Magnificent |
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I'd respond - but I have to check with holly first to see what the tone should be.
Kimbob the Hesitant
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guyrhymeswithwee |
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dayum....(oh gawd i'm gonna invite the wrath to me now..... ) sounds like its that time of month....
i'll check with holly though..... just to be sure
YUCKOO SUCKS
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incrediblegobstopper |
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A client is pissed because I don't have a document back. I've asked for programmer input, but because the programmer thinks it's too difficult for
her to figure out, she's dragging her feet. It's about 150 pages of coding that they're supposed to use for programming, which I had to figure out
how to make on my own because she was too fucking idiotic to figure it out herself.
She keeps coming over with inane comments which is taking me away from finishing the document... not to mention keeps me from posting. I finally said I can't be interrupted or I'd never get it done. "Just tell them we don't have enough people so you can't get it done on time." I told her we're not allowed to say that and aren't allowed to use it as an excuse. "I tell them that all the time." Yeah, and that's why everyone hates you. She left and the other programmer came up. "You need to answer the comment from the client." I looked at the comment, and told her to check the client's email from June 25. "Oh, that relates to that?" YES!!! DUH!!! That's why it has THAT STUDY NUMBER on it, and REFERS TO THAT PAGE AND THAT COMMENT. Brain surgeon. Not five minutes later she was back in my cube. "What about this other comment?" The client had stated that the first column was missing from an Excel file. I opened the file (which I did not create, btw) and saw that the scroll bar was to the right a little bit. I scrolled it to the left. And wow, there was the column. That was tough. I know some of it's not that big of a deal, but when the same two people are doing this over and over, despite being told by their manager to figure these things out on their own, and not come to me unless it's something that truly has to do with my responsibilities, I get frustrated. I wasn't even the editor assigned to the study in question and didn't do the original docs, but I inherited it when she left the department. I'm going to go bang my head against a wall. It'll feel better.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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And it is NOT that time of month, you asshole!
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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Checks calendar to see when PMS is due to kick in.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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I just found this... cute.
But I'm still pissed at them.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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guyrhymeswithwee |
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shhesh...... i'm gonna check with holly to see if i should file a grievance
YUCKOO SUCKS
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incrediblegobstopper |
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She'll get right back to you on that.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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kcmjester |
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Judging by the title of this thread, I thought you were "receiving a package."
That wasn't it at all, I see. |
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incrediblegobstopper |
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I haven't "received a package" for a few months.
Except for an actual package from Mr. Mappy yesterday... he sent me a Coke mini-fridge that holds a 12-pack. And a payment for the novel. I hate to do this, but I almost think I should use it as fun money. Neither programmer has been over here for about an hour, so I'm starting to chill out.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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guyrhymeswithwee |
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no gobby.....they sent their "brians" telepathically... to the freekin morons down in voucher processing here.... the freekin idjits screwed up their
files so bad theres no way it would ever transmit.... so it bounced here in acctg... then it would bounce again ..... hey maybe if they checked with holly
before they chose to F!@# up.....
YUCKOO SUCKS
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incrediblegobstopper |
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If they had checked with Holly, it would have been right in the first place, dammit!
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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Of course, then I'd be bitching about them, too.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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lordoftheprance |
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I was ranting this weekend about my job. Whether I screw up or I do things right, I get the same reaction, so I'm losing motivation to do things at all.
Yesterday, my boss (who's the worst offender) was telling me the problems his son (our former maintenance guy) was having at his new job. Exact same
problems I'm having here. No recognition of the irony whatsoever.
And after going on a mini meltdown yesterday about being overworked and not having enough time to finish because they were too cheap to give me an additional 25 cents an hour raise, much less allow me to work more hours, my boss tells me how he was so bored today he decided to clean the maintenance storage room. This was after he had piled my arms high with work that will take me weeks to finish because of the aforementioned not allowing me to work more hours.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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Ah, I wondered if this was going to be the case since I was feeling wonky all day.
Massive headache has hit.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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Give me kudos, you bastards.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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I figured the pushy method wouldn't work. Ah well.
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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lordoftheprance |
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There ya go ya whiner.
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incrediblegobstopper |
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Damn, if I knew that was all it took...
Sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
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darlingal |
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I'd give you a kudo but I'll have to check with Holly first.
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