Technically speaking, my current occupation is a Final Fantasy forum moderator who has nothing better to do at 10:30pm than troll insubordinate members about thread derailment.
Technically speaking, my current occupation is a Final Fantasy forum moderator who has nothing better to do at 10:30pm than troll insubordinate members about thread derailment.
I feel for you. Even having a half-assed process is better than a no-assed process. I'm not sure it's possible to be successful with a team larger than 2 people without something to herd all of the cats. Best of luck.
I'll have things to say in about two weeks when I start my new job, I'm sure. I can say this, though: Don't. Work. Corporate. Ever.
Yeah. Wal Mart was the same. When my school job started back up in the fall, I talked to my manager to get my hours changed from 5 - 10 to 4 -9 'cuz being up 'till 11/11:30 was killing me. So he did. But I worked in domestics and in spite of my antics, I still made sure my department was totally zoned before I left. Welllll then there's like a gap from 9 p.m. to like 1 a.m. between when I left and night shift actually got around to taking all the pallets out and stocking so my area would get trashed during those 4 or so hrs 'cuz I wasn't there. These 2 other managers harrassed the ish out of me over it even though I told them that I'm not even -there- when that stuff happens and they're not my managers, so they need to back off and I'm preggo, etc whatever. They tried to give me a "final" write up and I just took my name tag off, slung it, and hit the stupid beesh in the face with it & walked out. I was livid over the situation. I was like 7 months along, though, so it was kinda time for me to be on my way out the door anyway.
I'm going to America next week and I've told the girl i'm staying with that I want to spend a day in walmart with a camera.
hahaha.. WalMart is only funny in the South though. I think.
The K Mart in my 'hood though was super ghetto. It wasn't old people - it was all tweakers and pill heads shopping there. Shame. I remember as a kid, KMart actually being really nice. It's gone downhill.
Wal-Mart is truly a special place. I really hate casting a wide judgment net on a group of people but good lord the difference between your average Wal-Mart shopper and your average, say, Target shopper is just unbelievable. It never fails to surprise me on the rare occasions that I talk myself into stepping foot inside Wal-Mart.
Ooooo I love Target. I'm obsessed with Target. I can't shop there otherwise I'll go broke very quickly. It's hard to control myself.
Working for a Film Producer who was utterly insane. He would throw chairs at his assistant and have a lot of other really random temper tantrums. He asked for his assistant to get him a sandwhich, but he was busy and sick that day, so I just got it for him. And then he threw it out saying that it wasn't the same type of teriyaki that he saw yesterday. Then he needed a disclosure agreement printed, so I had to go out of my way to get that for him and run through the rain even, and he ended up leaving. So I had to get in a taxi and go to the production office that his assistant said he was at only to find that they had left there too. THEN to his apartment suite where he was lying in bed like a bloated whale and didn't even need to the letter. Seriously one of the worse people I have ever had the displeasure of meeting. His wife was also battrout insane and an entitled, talentless brat. Part of the reason why I am on the fence about moving to L.A. is because there is way too many people like them there.
Do you work for Woody Allen?
Barnes and Noble was a pretty soul-sucking experience for a person who loves books as much as I do.
But if you've ever been a server or are one, it can at times, be extremely funny.
Story time!
This one time, I was at work @ Logan's Roadhouse & they had these sirloin & (insert other meat here) combos. These construction workers come in and get seated in my section... 1 of the dudes looked like he was jacked up on steroids. He orders the 6 oz sirloin & grilled chicken combo. There's an option to get an 8 oz instead, so..
Me: Would you like to get the 6 oz or go ahead and get the 8 oz?
Dude: What's the difference?
Me: (Without missing a beat, and in my cheerful chipper preppy cheerleader voice, like he's a retard) The 8 oz. is bigger than the 6 oz.
They all looked at me like I'd lost my mind & I just blank stared for a few seconds before realizing he meant the -price- difference.
Me: OH. You meant the -price-.. $5.
Dude gets up to go to the bathroom after declining and finishes ordering and I'm trying my hardest to not die laughing at myself while taking the other guys' orders, but I couldn't help snickering.. I finally had to ask them to give me a minute and walk away so I could laugh and get it outta my system. I barely made it to the line and giggled like a retard for about 5 minutes. My bff was like "This better be good 'cuz my wife done pissed me off", so I get the story out, barely, and everybody was like "Dude.. You're an asshole." My bff had to walk away he was laughing so hard at me. Yeah, I was baked that morning. And I was surprised that they still left me a decent tip. Just thinking about that still makes me giggle.
I am combining this with the New Jobs thread because it is about jobs that suck.