Let's bitch about our stupid, annoying co-workers

I can't say I've seen a higher proportion of gay people wearing earplugs, but ymmv at your office.

My post was xposted over the "even worse homo" post. I'll just be direct: using "homo" as a derogatory term is offensive, and your repeated use of it despite being subtly called out over it is branding you as an asshole. Also, what WmC said re his being fat and ugly.

I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok? I also said I'm writing like an asshole because of frustration. Earplugs are not fun and since I don't work in a factory, I shouldn't have to use them.

and where do you find earplugs that fit wolf ears anyway???

If it's such a bro office, just say "hey bro, could you turn that shit down." But don't put a rising inflection on the end, let him know you're telling, not asking. Then beat him down till he's on his knees, spitting blood.

calling HIM a homo might not hurt, since it's a bro office and all.

Re: "bro office" I'm picturing a bunch of dudes in suits and backwards baseball caps in their cubicles, listening to DMB bootlegs before breaking for some Sierra Nevada and foosball.

oh god. but probably.

"Hey bro, I just TOTALLY closed that sale bro!"

:: turns Throwing Copper up loud enough to rattle monitor ::

It's sad, he was a brogre. And wolves lacan was a bromo.

You guys just don't get it do you.

It's OK because thanks to your pathetic zings I know what's the problem and what to do.

No, I'm pretty sure we got that you're a casual homophobe.

^^ OTM

Whoa I can see you giving yourself a patch on the back after exposing such a horrible casual homophobe sales guy for the entire world to see, nice work dude!

This patch, iirc:

http://battlefieldmilitary.com/avpane66.jpg

thanks to your pathetic zings I know what's the problem and what to do.

Glad we could help! That's what we're here for.

I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?
I'm using brospeak, I will stop ok?

earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people
earplugs = even worse homo. Antonio I love fat ugly people

Homosexuality is the best all-around cover an agent ever had.

(lol at Le Bateau Ivre)

I'm sorry I tend to forget that as a gay man I am supposed to be Harvey Milk 24/7 and turn every single daily insignificant annoyance into the ultimate battle for civil rights, mostly out of sheer exhaustion but more because of fear of a limitless capacity for inflicting cruelty on unsuspecting plebs, but I can see through your commments and I will back off with the metalevels / swiftly deal with the DISGUSTING SAVAGE AND FAT UGLY HOMOPHOBIC GUY in the way he deserves to be treated.

WTF is even going on here.

We just got done exposing a horrible casual homophobe sales guy. Once we're done with the sales department we'll be moving on to accounting and legal.

wolves l - It doesn't bother me when other gay guys the the word homo (and others like it) in a tongue-in-cheek way, but b/c there wasn't any indication that you were using it with irony, I took it at face value. It would have irked me slightly less if I had known that you were gay, but since I didn't recognize your name, and you aren't listed on the national registry, I figured you were a hetero bro.

Girl down the hall with a Kill Bill Daryl Hannah whistling ringtone cranked up full blast.

Oh, so that's where one of my old co-workers went.

and you aren't listed on the national registry

I KNEW IT!!

The associate attorney is pissing me off. His job involves a lot of simple changes to documents - ridiculously simple changes like finding and replacing the word "Lessee" with "Smith," or copy/pasting boilerplate paragraph. This means that he should make it his fucking beeswax to be proficient in Word, but no.

Yesterday the dingbat edited a contract that the client needed first thing today. He emailed it to the client last night, and today the client had to interrupt his meeting with the other party to the contract b/c the signature page was completely unusable, and paragraph numbering was fucked up. Reasons for the problems:

- The signature lines were created using tables and started out looking like this

_________ ____________ _____________ ____________________
Date Gob Bluth President Bluth Enterprises

but he doesn't know how to use tables (I showed him and he said his usual, "Oh, I don't do that, I just use Tab"), so when he copied the correct names from a table in another document, he embedded the whole table within the first table so it was completely nonsensical, especially since he kept the different font and font size from the other document!

- He doesn't use automatic paragraph numbering, so again, when he copied language from another document and pasted it into the one he was working on, it was not indented correctly, it was improperly numbered, and again, it was a different font and font size.

His boss usually approves our work before we send it out, but b/c it was such a basic, idiot-proof task, he figured it would be OK to let him do it all by himself like a big boy.

Before I even took off my coat, my boss called and told me I had to fix the mess in a hurry. Really frustrating shit.

Shut up. I know that the signature lines are fucked up above.

It should be your fucking beeswax to be proficient in ilxor.

This guy also never fills the Brita pitcher.

He's generally a nice guy, but he's kind of a tool.

Tired of having to correct the boss' spelling. I don't hate the guy but seeing some guy misspell at least five words in a two page mission statement makes me think it's time to look for a promotion or go back to working on my book proposal. I should have offered to write the damned thing myself but it is not in my job description. The guy makes twice as much as I do!

my dad had an admin asst who didn't know what tab was and would use the space bar to indent

I was last to get a computer in grade nine and handed in a "double spaced" hand written essay, except I put two spaces between each word :(

Lol! Poor kid.

The teacher was nice about it, but it haunts me to this day. Heh.

don't joke with me that i'm a "suck-up" just because I was gracious to the department head. she gave me an actual great idea and i thanked her for it. i know there's a culture of not liking her and i know that she's sort of earned it, but

i'm not really one to say things I dont mean to people. being bitter isn't fun to me.

I get annoyed when coworkers "joke" about things like that. Monday I came in to work early, knowing I had a lot to do, getting in at about 7:15. I was the first person to get to the office and the next one in didn't get to the office until 8:50. At the end of the day, at 5:05, as I'm walking out the front door I get three different people going, "leaving already", "slacker", "what? don't want to work today?". Like, I get you think you're being funny, but its annoying.

Yeah, it both "har-de-har-har" kinda humor and it feels like it undermines your value, if you'reany kind of upstanding person in your professional life.

My supervisor is always doing shit like that, but it's "HEY, STOP SURFING PORN!" Yeah, thanks for that; you do know that people who overhear might not realize you're joking, right?

not that that's cool or anything but anyone who doesn't realize someone shouting "STOP SURFING PORN" is a joke should be fired immediately as they are patently too stupid to be effective at their jobs

Oh, absolutely. And there are many, many such people here. The reactions would range from "He's surfing porn? That's unacceptable!" to "It sounds like a joke, but let's not take any chances."

the other thing that pisses me off about the situation is just that. there's this ongoing griping and bitterness about the dept. head, because she has fucked up a few things. there are a few people who privately grouse about her incompetence. but the thing is, she doesn't fuck up every day. she's pretty intelligent and well-versed in the industry. but the woman who accused me of being a suck-up regularly fucks things up. and I mean, we all fuck up sometimes. but i've never heard the department head talking shit behind her back. because that's a shitty way to behave if you're a goddamn grown-up with a job!

Any popcorn-lady updates?

(that's to jvc obv)

Nope, she's still been out on site visits, she's barely been in the office for more than an hour or two at a time for the past several months, which is A-OK by me.

our popcorn lady quit, but someone microwaved something that smelled like puke today.

Who the hell tries a handle on a toilet door when a) it clearly displays a red occupied indicator (this was not always the case but it has been fixed) and 2) someone is obviously inside using the hand drier!

You know what's bad form? Submitting a request for me to change something on your report, and then bringing up the problem at the all-staff meeting half an hour later in front of everybody and making like you have had some unresolved longstanding grievance.

we have toilet door indicator problems here too, one of them is stuck halfway between the two. and, yes, people thump the door to see if it's locked*. they also push the other door to see if it's locked even though that has always had a working indicator.

* and it depresses me that in an office full of supposedly bright people they haven't worked out, after 2 years, that the slot in the bit of the lock that's outside will tell you at a glance.

Shitty co-workers cost me my job.

Despite 2 promotions, I was feeling underachieved about the job I had for two years (compensation, shitty boss, thick co-workers). I openly started to look elsewhere.

Instead, I got another promotion, that was to come with a substantial raise. I had to promise the boss that I'd stop looking for a new job, of course.

I got locked in an office with someone who was a remarkably poor trainer, and had a back-stabbing short temper when things were done improperly. And the shitty boss would chastise me for anything shitty office-mate said. Shitty boss was regularly found spying on co-workers, and now she began eavesdropping on my office, ear-to-the-wall style.

Time to get serious about getting a new job. ANY new job, as long as it had acceptable comp.

Got a new job in 3 weeks, and lied to the old boss about having to move out of state just to leave work on good terms.

It turned out to be from fire to frying pan -- which made me feel forced gratitude, for a period.

The new job had me locked in a room with a HORRIBLE Greenpoint hipster, who was convinced she was a superior human due to her cursory interest in anarchy -- and her mixed feelings about being from a well-to-do Korean family -- to the point of not saying hello, daily (much less, actually training me). I wonder how many ILXors know this wretched person...

She got an email from a former friend which stated "I don't want to know you because you're casually insulting and passive aggressive". The email failed to note "always contrarian", but it was still on-point. She was devastated for a 1/2 day, then returned to her m.o.

Also locked in a room with a COMPLETELY MANIC pretend-trophy wife (she was engaged to someone in professional sports), who's m.o. was to take control of any social situation, and offer laughs and smiles, despite endless loads of questionable behavior and severe mood swings.

Manic would often claim her behavior was due to "having not taken her medicine yet". The one time during a meeting I made a suggestion, she publicly lashed out at my phone demeanor (ironic, being that was the source of past promotions), stormed out of the room, and had to miss the next day, despite an important project she and I were to begin. She spent most work days online shopping, and seriously, sleeping in the office. Also, Manic coddled Bitchy Hipster, to ensure Manic's place professionally and socially, since Manic was relatively new, herself.

Any conversation or humor I offered either was met with great indifference -- so I just tried to take cues as to when to shut up, and when to lightly contribute. The judgements truly came as damned if you do, damned if you don't.

Within 2 months, I realized I was getting debilitating stress headaches the likes I had not had in 18 years, all from sustaining a bad scenario by going from the worst to really bad -- and now, they were getting in the way of my being productive and reliable.

Then the worst thing possible -- got a serious 9 day flu bug during this. Was forced to call in 3 days, demonstrating how unreliable I just might be.

So Manic decided I was the worst person on Earth, and lobbied to have me fired.

My final two days there, bitchy hipster proved she could be conversational and somewhat understanding, all due to knowing I was to be fired come Friday 5pm. Frankly, I don't think that reflects well on her. If you have the ability to connect, why don't you exercise that beyond a crisis state? Because I assure you, your faux politics, deliberately poor fashion sense, and co-opted music tastes do not make you superior. Not even desirable.

Happy to now be on unemployment spending time reassessing.

The payoff is while reflecting back at my successes before all of this, realizing I should never get myself into situations where disorganization meets micromanagement.