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

Ugh. Co-worker who is also good friend is so stressed and in a state he's turned into a bitter complaining machine that frankly, I don't like being around anymore which considering hes my best friend is really quite upsetting.

Last week I had to ask whoever on our NOC was on call over the weekend that an installation was going to be done they needed to be aware of. Now it is normally policy never to do weekend installations, due to there only being an on call engineer. But this was an extreme exception and I made it really REALLY clear I would never normally ask, but this time I had ZERO choice. If it'd been any of the other engineers, they'd have said "sure, thanks for letting me know" and just done the job.

But no not this guy. He bitches at me for 10 mins on the Friday, how dare I ask him to do this, it will waste his weekend waiting around for the guy to call etc etc. I'm like "um dude, you're ON CALL - you're SUPPOSED TO GET CALLS IT IS YOUR JOB". FFS. When I did his job, I did plenty of out of hours installs even though I wasnt supposed to.

Whine whine ok I'll do it but I'm NOT HAPPY martyr martyr. I assure him that at least Im sure the guy wont call til well after lunch, probably after 2pm so all is ok.

On the Saturday at about 3pm he phones me at home to bitch even more viciously at me because the installer hasn't called him yet. "I've wasted my WHOLE SATURDAY waiting for this guy". he whined.

SO I said "um, I told you he wasnt gonna call till after lunch and he has to page you anyway so its not like you have to drop everything - its not my fault you chose to sit around waiting. What do you want me to do about this?".

I had amassive headache and I Didnt Give a Shit.

Oh and the icing on the cake? The install ended up going ahead fine. Not that he bothered to update me to let me know all went well after all his pissing and moaning.

It is not a nice feeling, being fed up and pissed off at a good friend :(

Anyway, there’s a lad on my team who insists on have the overhead fan on all the time. This in its self isn’t a problem; it’s the fact that he smells like trench foot and the fan wafts his stench about is. I have mentioned it to my team leader and she said it’s been noticed and the rest of the team are aware of his odour as well and that we should just see if his personal hygiene improves. I told her I wasn’t happy with this, as I am unable to eat or snack at my desk because of the smell. I was told I would have to put up with it until something could be done.

Am I being unfair on this person by complaining?

Smelly Colleagues
Stinkers

/ rant

whew thanks.

Wow, GROSS.

The review began something like this.

Tom Cruise sliding down a rope, stopping inches away from a nasty landing... Check

Enough masks, disguises and costumes to stock a fancy dress shop... Check

The famous line: "This message will self-destruct in five seconds"... Check

Close-ups of Cruise looking hot... Check

Double crosses and triple crosses... Check

So I prepare this copy for the reviews page and send it to press, ready to be printed over the weekend for the Monday edition of the paper. On Sunday evening I find a voicemail on my mobile phone from the overnight editor asking me to call him urgently. Later I find three messages of increasing anxiety on my answerphone at home as well. I ring in.

Ed: "There's something wrong with your reviews page. It's not been finished."
Me: "Really? I thought everything had been done, the page was proofed and actually we ran that copy in the week in our other editions."
Ed: "No, there's all this work that's been left undone on it."
Me: "Like what?"
Ed: "It says 'check' everywhere, you've got all these facts you need to check in the copy."
Me: "Ah..."

Where have you hidden his body?

His last words were “what am I to do now?”

Seconded.

What about co-workers who contantly say "That is sooooooo funny" rather than LAUGHING?

People who do that need to be slapped in the face. Over and over again.

I just went out in the rain to get a new desk chair, and the place WAS MOVING so they had about 5 chairs out. Now I look like a wet dog and my co-workers are laughing at my misfortune. Fuck all y'all.

Seriously, my dear, how have you not decked this dude, though? That makes me think of David Goben (that's right, fucker, google yourself. PS you also had bad, bad breath and also Patrick caught you snooping through people's trash to find shit on them).

WHAT DOES THIS EVEN MEAN!?!???@#@

Well, that makes all the difference. The point of the inbox is for ppl to put work there. Putting it elsewhere sez "You are an ass who never sees the inbox 10 inches from his face" or "My document is the most important, and I'm too busy to put a Post-It on it."