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(Stolen from plasticniki)
But I've had a colleague come into the staff room where I was eating lunch and shout at me in front of everyone for a really small inane thing that I did.
I just laughed.
in an argument about the housing market.
This lady took it upon herself to tell me off for wearing nitrile gloves in the corridor. You're not supposed to because of cross-contamination issues - you're normally supposed to take one off when opening doors etc - but they were clean on so I didn't think it would be an issue. It was a MASSIVE ISSUE and she ended up telling on me when I refused to back down (I was having a bad day).
Talked to her again at a conference the following year and she was very pleasant. The prior issue was not mentioned. Cool story.
but I have stolen from plasticniki
(not really pnuts)
with the kindness of my heart when I was really hungover and THIS is how you repay me?!?!!?!?
Think "bit racist, innit?" was my response.
She wasn't happy.
and the old timer lost it big time, jumped up like he was going to thump him (and probably would have if they weren't separated by a long row of desks), screamed about how he refused to be talked to like an idiot by a jumped up prick, properly raved for about two minutes before he ran out of steam and someone took him outside for a fag. He came in a bit later looking really ashen faced, made a gritted teeth apology to the office for his behaviour, and no more was said.
I assume you two are still in touch.
and then turned out to be sleeping with him (I'm still Facebook friends with her). He works for a niche B2B magazine now, lives out in the suburbs somewhere, all seems chill enough. I wish them all the best.
All the best to you too.
#calledherout on it. She got very angry at me for claiming that it was a bit of an anti-Semitic thing to say and that maybe she should avoid using language like that in the future. She eventually got sacked for other, unrelated bits of dickheadery
Over office protocol for dealing with faxes.
It was like those relationship arguments you have that aren't really about the thing you're ostensibly arguing about. It wasn't ABOUT the faxes. They were just ANOTHER INDICATION of the DEEPER UNDERLYING ISSUES plaguing our relationsh... office.
1) Made a nurse cry after calling her unprofessional and a 'liability to both the NHS and the University of Lincoln'. She later apologised to me.
2) Got told by the Lead Admin to head down to the Health Centre at the Uni for an extra shift one morning. I arrived and was told by the Practice Manager that I should've been at a different site. I kicked off and told her it was a massive waste of my time so I went home and watched the cricket instead and didn't turn up for my afternoon shift. Walked in the next day and refused to discuss it with her even though she asked me into her office multiple times during the day.
If anyone's arsed here's the NHS Choices website with patient reviews of the surgery: http://www.nhs.uk/Services/GP/ReviewsAndRatings/DefaultView.aspx?id=44358
So happy I don't work there anymore. Hope everyone's got chlamydia quite frankly.
I couldn't have been more effusive in my reasons against.
but the war on sexual health is akin to the war on terror.
Obviously I don't wish they all get chlamydia.
I stood in quiet shock as bosses PA spat and shouted at me because I hadn't got someone else to remove a bowl of fresh fruit from a table where people where having lunch, and this was someone I had barely said more than hello to. They actually used the line ''would you leave the fruit bowl on the table during lunch at home'' - I had no idea this was a thing. (no human being should ever treat another that way - i'd already quit, had 2 weeks notice to serve but I left the job that day)
I'd have had you disembowelled.
...but i hadn't thought to get a runner to remove the fruit bowl from the table, does that make it better or worse? I don't know anymore.
I took it to heart though, put so much as a raisin near my table now and i'll get severely miffed.
is a worthy line
witness a great one when we had a clearout day with booze (great plan!) and my boss discovered a designer had been keeping their whole personal cd collection (four boxes worth) in our strorage area. On being approached said design claimed to need them for "design inspiration" (in taped up cardboard boxes) and it sort of escalated from there
where the head of the office, technically my line manager, hated talking to me so much that he unofficially made another colleague my line manager, purely so could pass messages to me through him. proper fucking creep, but at the same time i was an insanely surly and useless employee.
seen some good screaming in my current job tho. dutch guy had the worst manager and something went wrong and they really went at it
"NO NO NO NO "
followed by "and i'm sick of some fucker nicking my fucking desk everyday"
I'm the master at calming a situation down and explaining trhe ramifications of thei terrible choices. This usually involves letting someone get their way but making it clear I won't be involved. They all come crawling back eventually and then they're mine FOREVER.
but only because it's just not behaviour that's accepeted. Instead we're expected to take most things on the chin/ cry in private/ punch walls/ develop eating disorders an addictions, while all the while smiling blissfully at our colleagues and clients.
I think it would be a hell of a lot healthier and more honest if we could have a weekly sparring session.
Jesus. One of the copywriters thought he was fucking Ernest Hemmingway or something. Was horrendous at taking on feedback from clients that they might want something changed. Used to have stupid circular arguments with him:
`They want it to say this - can you amend it please?`
`No. I refuse to do it`
`Because what I've written is better`
`But they've asked for it to be changed to this other sentence`
`Don't care, I'm not doing it`
`Ok... I'll get you to explain why to them then`
`No I won't, that's your job`
`It's all of our jobs to give the clients what they want`
etc. etc. etc.
One day I proper lost it with him. Full on hairdryer. Upside - he respected me a lot more after that.
messing up a blood test at a hospital laboratory that I worked at a few years ago. He lied and said it wasn't him. It simply could not have been no one else and he was always shit at his job. Not much happened after that and to this day he's a liability to patients.
well a fair few at least. wish i could go back and go the full Baldwin on some of them
All originated from her moaning about her tube line being down because of engineering works, and me replying “Nah, the buses are alright.” Absolutely no idea how it developed from that to the full-blown barney that ensued in the space of two minutes, but it’s safe to say there must have been some underlying resentment.
asking to be copied into emails that affected the component of the project I was working on, because I was worried that decisions were being made about my work that I hadn't had a say in. Perfectly reasonable and nice, but he dragged me into a meeting room and tore me a new arsehole for writing him an email that was too formal in tone and he didn't appreciate being 'told off'.
He also used to give me a ton of shit for missing out the 'senior' on his job title, and then once told our team off for going to make tea in the kitchen and not inviting him.
Absolute prick, he was 100% the reason I left that job.
why not make an offhand slightly snarky comment about yoga and new age medicine i thought. great plan when setting with Captain Rationalist and Queen of the Hippies. after about three minutes of it getting heated i basically said "you two carry on, i'm off to get some lunch." fifteen minutes later i got back and it was suspiciously quiet, they looked embarrassed and several co-workers looked like they'd barely started calming down. that was a fun afternoon
No, but I once refused a letter until it was signed off as 'acting head of department' rather than 'head of department'