Legion World Forums LEGION OUTPOST Mission Monitor Board The Moaning, Groaning, I just want to Vent thread

Okay, now I'm in a bad mood and can't get any of the work done that I wanted to get done.

And what caused this bad mood?

Oh this group of kids have started hanging out in front of the house across the street. They can be quite loud and periodically you can hear a shriek. It is fairly cold out at night now, you would think they would be indoors. My roommate and I wonder where their parents are. Hopefully when it gets real cold, they will stay indoors.

I get that I'm lucky to have any damn job at all, and that it's not the worst job that I could have nor am I the most stellar employee that ever lived, but still... [deep breath]

<span class="spoiler_containter"><span class="spoiler_wording">Click Here For A Spoiler</span><span class="spoiler_text">Is it too much to hope that once in a while, my employers could thank me for fixing some small but recurring problems that would cost them money and make them look bad to their customers if the customers saw them? Y'know, not dinner, flowers, and a great big hug but maybe just a "nice catch, cleome." Really? Just once... now that I've been there on and off for nearly six frickin' months?

If they can't manage that, could they at least refrain from snapping at me when I try to fix problems that would cost them money and make them look bad to their customers?! Gahhhhhhhh!!</span></span>

Your employers know you as "cleome" as well? Is that your real REAL name? Or was that just for the sake of the anecdote?

All IRL names have been changed to protect the culpable, Lardi. Not to mention that I can't afford a lawsuit.

I apologize in advance for spoiling everyone's happy warm anniversary fuzzies with my grumbling, but I so need this off my chest right now...

<span class="spoiler_containter"><span class="spoiler_wording">Click Here For A Spoiler</span><span class="spoiler_text">At 9 AM this morning, the temp agency calls me to come back to work at the warehouse first thing Monday. Great. I said "fine." I complain about this job when I'm on it, but the truth is that I have done and doubtless will do much worse.

Then fifteen minutes later, they call back again to tell me they've changed their minds and that I can forget about it.

I head out of the house at 9:30 AM to go help mr_cleome with some of his work downtown-- as I'm known to do on occasion. Since nobody is looking for me, we go have lunch with one of our mutual buddies and have a nice time. I reach home at 1:30 PM to a message from the agency. It's about another job that they wanted me to report to by noon today. FWIW, it was way out in the boonies, and I never would have made it there on such short notice without an automobile. However, if they'd only called sooner, I probably could've roped mr_cleome into giving me a lift out there and then picking me up in the evening when the job was through.

I am so sick of having to kiss the butts of so-called professionals who never seem to behave like professionals! Gah!! WTF, people! If I'm organized enough to work your lousy jobs, how about being organized enough to stop playing these obnoxious bait-and-switch games with me! Sweet Aunt Petunia! What the hell do they pay you for, anyway!?</span></span>

Okay, now I feel well enough to go finish out the week's online grovelling for work with less of a headache. Carry on, LMB.

Oh, and happy anniversary.

temp agencies are a bunch of sprocks, in my limited experience.

Yes, and sadly, this is actually one of the better ones.

Thanks for listening, K.

I've put up with more crap from my current $7.50 part time job than I did at much much better paying ones. Been treated like crap by my boss, who thinks he's funny putting people down all the time, while not liking it if you even remotely joke back at him.

I am feeling like crap, so I called off as to not potentially expose anyone else to what I might have...he gets an attitude and wants a Dr.s not. Which in all reality is fine and not something I have a problem with. Thing is the other time I have called in sick is when he came to work sick for a week solid, then I got sick. He got an attitude when I called in then as well...even though I was running a 101 fever.

I will go to the clinic and get a note, after I can drop the kids off at my in-laws. I am tempted to drop the note off and put my notice in...but I probably will not.

Oh yeah, he's also lied to me about getting a full time position...just to get me to do more during the holiday season.

So, my brother-in-law and his girlfriend are living with us.
They are not paying any rent, don't pay bills and rarely buy thier own food. Of course we don't get a word of thanks for this.
They never clean, can't even manage to get their dirty dishes into the dishwasher most days.
The girl spends every waking moment playing world of warcraft and screaming at people on her headset.
Despite having his own computer, late at night it's mine that gets used. Which in and of itself is not a problem, except he frequently does stuff to screw up my settings. Last night he managed to get a nasty virus onto my laptop that completely messed it up. Not even system restore would work. So I just had to restore the system to factory defaults, losing all my info on the laptop.

I've had it with these kids and can't wait for them to leave.

Dev Em, $7.50 an hour for this?!

[feels bad for complaining now, because even the lousier temp jobs here start at $9.00, usually]

Ugh, deddy. That's awful. Have they actually committed to a departure date? I hope so.

Never feel bad complaining...it's all relative. I'm going in tomorrow, no matter what I feel like. They can, and probably will, send me home shortly thereafter.

In a way, being broke is easier than making even a nominal regular wage. The latter leads to domestic skirmishes regarding how it gets spent.

Grrr...

Add to this: somebody close to mr_cleome's family is dying of cancer right now. It always seems to happen to the good ones, you know?

lotsa hugs, cleome.

Appreciate it.

Really, it's the folks back East that need them most, though. And there's no way in Hell I can be there for them.

Best wishes, Cleo

Thanks, M. I'll pass them on.

Prayers for the family C. Cancer is never a fun thing, evenif it's beatable. Seen too many friends and family deal with it. Lost some good ones along the way, and seen some miracles. One is my daughters best friend.

Prayers and best wishes, cleome.

Sorry to hear that, cleome, my thoughts are with you.

That's great about your daughter's friend, though.

The friend on our end is my FIL's girlfriend. They've been together seven years, more or less. The docs are trying "aggressive, last-ditch" treatments and trying to keep her comfortable;they're hoping she'll get a few more months from them, at least.

Thanks again for the nice words. You guys are the best.

[ETA- She passed away early Tuesday afternoon. Damn. ]

Moving sucks

cleome, My condolences on your loss.

Damn it... I don't know what to say that has any more meaning then I'm sorry.