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Post by TigerStripePro on Sept 17, 2018 23:57:09 GMT
The town I live in is full of fucking yuppie idiots. I fucking hate this place and cannot wait to leave.
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Post by Nth on Sept 18, 2018 21:19:39 GMT
Being 'On call' for work sucks. My work has such an unfair on call system that it's been one of the most complained about aspects of the job in the six years I have been there. In six years there I've taken one sick day and that was because I came in so sick to work a shift the supervisor told me not to come in for the second one. The previous supervisor wouldn't care if you had an amputation, he expected you to come in no matter what.
In my years working there under him I came in with fevers, I came in with a slipped disk in my back and he would still find ways to find something wrong. Believe me, the three years I worked under him will be told in full on the workplace horror stories thread and that almost ended with a full on rage quit.
I'm on call tonight until 8pm just sitting here waiting by my phone counting the minutes to see if I get called in. The worst part about being on call is waiting that last hour. Sometimes they'll wait right until the last few minutes to call you in, when you think you're safe. Sometimes they'll call after 8, in which case I am under no obligation to even pick up the phone and if I did it would only be to laugh and say hell no.
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Post by Severla on Sept 18, 2018 21:46:43 GMT
Ah, yes, American higher-ups in a nutshell: you're a piece of shit if you miss, even if Death himself calls and says the doctors talked him out of taking you away today.
Then of course you turn around and they're already gone for the day.
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Post by Nth on Sept 18, 2018 23:38:48 GMT
Yay, didn't get called in. Next On Call, October 2nd.
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Post by Ramon on Sept 21, 2018 11:10:34 GMT
I work in administration at a University here in Sweden, and friends let me tell ya, I don't know what's worse sometimes. Dealing with students or dealing with members of the faculty. Sure I can understand that the students have a lot to ask about, but having to show the students where on our website they can find the course schedules, when basically all they have to do is log in to their student account and there's literally a big link with the words "Course shedule", I dunno it can get to you sometimes. But that's nothing compared to the idiocy of the teachers, who have worked here at least a couple of years. When they ask me questions about like their excel spreadsheet magically vanished, but what really happened was they accidentally managed to scroll a bit to the right in said excel spreadsheet/workbook.
It can be a bit tiresome and frustrating to help people all day long.
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Post by Zealot on Sept 21, 2018 11:30:07 GMT
Doesn't Sweden offer tuition-free college education?
I mean comes with the territory I would assume.
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Post by Ramon on Sept 21, 2018 12:30:41 GMT
Doesn't Sweden offer tuition-free college education? I mean comes with the territory I would assume. Technically yes, but the students still take out student loans to cover the cost of living, books, booze etc. Yeah I know it comes with the territory, I just felt like bitching about it some. :) |
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Post by spiderfab4 on Sept 30, 2018 12:15:19 GMT
Should I have acted differently in this situation?
Was at a restaurant the other day, ordered a steak plate, it came with corn, mashed potatoes... and a giant hair on top of the potatoes. I pointed out the hair to the waitress, she simply says 'OK, hold on a sec' and takes the whole plate back to the back. Five whole minutes later I wait, she comes back with a plate with the same items, for all I know she just yanked the hair off and waited 5 minutes to make it seem like they were making another batch of mashed potatoes for the same plate. Or, also likely, they actually did make another batch of mashed potatoes for the same plate. I don't know, because she didn't specify either way, just handed the plate back, no hair this time.
At this point, I'm expecting some sort of discount or deduction for the GIANT HAIR ON MY FOOD. The check comes and it was full price. I decide to take my own deduction by giving 0 tip, and instead writing something about avoiding hair on my potatoes next time on the receipt in the tip space.
Now I'm thinking I should've maybe spoken up to her about the hair and a potential discount. Though I felt like if I did, I would've sounded like some sort of asshole. Perhaps with good reason, but still sound like an asshole.
Couple points of full disclosure: I frequent this restaurant often, and this particular waitress is actually their best one usually. In fact one time she deducted fully a soup, because she saw that I only ate half, and I said that it was too salty, so she deducted it that time, which confused me further when I didn't get any similar treatment over the hairy steak plate. Was she having a bad day that day? It's possible, it was a dreary, rainy Tuesday afternoon, though the place wasn't busy at the time or anything like that.
Also I should mention that nobody apologized for the hair.
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Post by BakFu on Sept 30, 2018 14:35:05 GMT
Should I have acted differently in this situation? Was at a restaurant the other day, ordered a steak plate, it came with corn, mashed potatoes... and a giant hair on top of the potatoes. I pointed out the hair to the waitress, she simply says 'OK, hold on a sec' and takes the whole plate back to the back. Five whole minutes later I wait, she comes back with a plate with the same items, for all I know she just yanked the hair off and waited 5 minutes to make it seem like they were making another batch of mashed potatoes for the same plate. Or, also likely, they actually did make another batch of mashed potatoes for the same plate. I don't know, because she didn't specify either way, just handed the plate back, no hair this time. At this point, I'm expecting some sort of discount or deduction for the GIANT HAIR ON MY FOOD. The check comes and it was full price. I decide to take my own deduction by giving 0 tip, and instead writing something about avoiding hair on my potatoes next time on the receipt in the tip space. Now I'm thinking I should've maybe spoken up to her about the hair and a potential discount. Though I felt like if I did, I would've sounded like some sort of asshole. Perhaps with good reason, but still sound like an asshole. Couple points of full disclosure: I frequent this restaurant often, and this particular waitress is actually their best one usually. In fact one time she deducted fully a soup, because she saw that I only ate half, and I said that it was too salty, so she deducted it that time, which confused me further when I didn't get any similar treatment over the hairy steak plate. Was she having a bad day that day? It's possible, it was a dreary, rainy Tuesday afternoon, though the place wasn't busy at the time or anything like that. Also I should mention that nobody apologized for the hair. I've been a server (a few different times), and as a server, you're the last line of quality control. I used to check stuff before I'd take it to customers, if it looked like shit, or if I saw anything I didn't like, I'd have it fixed. I was not like other servers, but for some reason, even at minimum wage, I gave a shit. Usually if a customer brought a concern to my attention, I'd do something about it. I'd take care of appetizers, get a drink or two, or discuss it with a supervisor and have the bill taken care of if that seemed like the best course of action (ESPECIALLY if the customer is a regular, like yourself.). This shit is all common sense, nothing I had to be taught, and your server, who likely needs the gratuities she earns, needs to work her ass off to make sure you keep coming back. Stiffing her on the tip sends a message, maybe next time she'll make a different decision, or, if she's incapable of making a decision, leave it in the hands of her manager. You weren't an abusive prick, so that's good (the shit I put up with from grown ass adults in front of their families and children. One restaurant I worked at was really busy one time and waits for food were pretty long, I had a guy throw a glass at me because the kitchen fucked up and burnt his food and they'd been waiting a while already. missed me, bitch! :)), but by not tipping you just let her know the service was ABSENT, and thus, so was the gratuity. If you're brave enough to be an abusive asshole, be aware, the person you are abusing has access to your food... That's all I will say about that. You brought your concern to her attention, she made her decision, you weren't happy, so she got nothing in return. You're good, my friend. I tip graciously if it's warranted, I remember living on tips and I figure if I can afford to sit down and eat at a restaurant, I should be able to tip if the service is good. I've tipped for shitty service because I'd feel guilty if I stiffed someone, but I am getting over that bullshit these days. :) |
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Post by Hal on Oct 3, 2018 23:19:07 GMT
I don't have much to bitch about. Except when fast food workers gets your order wrong when you clearly said the order right twice.
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Post by Nth on Oct 4, 2018 0:39:22 GMT
It's officially begun, that time of the year where I'm driving too and from work in the dark. That means snow soon. Signed up to work this thanksgiving, Monday night shift, because they're paying double overtime for the first six hours and regular overtime for the last six, which should make up a good chunk of my winter tire fund come November.
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Post by spiderfab4 on Oct 29, 2018 14:34:50 GMT
Dad. You are a terrible, horrible, scummy excuse for a human being. I hope my sister, aka your eldest child, aka the one you always wanted to be your favorite, never forgives you. I hope she joins me in deciding in advance to not attend your funeral, whenever that may be.
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Post by Hal on Oct 30, 2018 1:29:21 GMT
My PTSD is going away but I dunno what to do with the memories.
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Post by BakFu on Nov 9, 2018 18:08:50 GMT
(Note: This seems frivolous and far too light compared to the other posts in this thread, and I don't mean to demean the other posts contained in this tread with something as fluffy as this complaint, but it's light, and a bit of a dilute social commentary, specifically regarding gamers...)
The first step to overcoming addiction is admitting you have a problem. I have a problem. I can't stop playing Rocket League. Aside from Forza Horizon, Rocket League is the other game I play consistently on my Xbox. I took a good four to six month break from it a while back, but I got back into it again in July or something. I have no idea why I play the game at all, I think it's the casual and quick nature of the matches, and, not unlike any other quick fix addictions, the "high" is great at times, but more often than not, it's a brutal and negative experience.
Some matches are great, lots of positive, high five type shit, unselfish passing and great coordination between you and your faceless, predictably named teammates (usually dick references, some permutation of being high with the number 420 involved, or some gloomy, emo shit containing the words "suffering" or "shadow"), and just a fun environment. If you're on the losing side, things typically take a toxic and dark turn. Lots of name calling, blaming, and "what a save" comments. I really like the ball chasers that simply MUST touch the ball at all costs, even if it means removing a scoring opportunity for their own team, or, better yet, creating one for the other team. Everyone is a star, their mommies told them so, and it shines through in spectacular fashion in Rocket League!
I've been on a colossal losing skid that the Washington Generals would be ashamed of as of late, so I think it's time to step away. Step away from dixenormus, baked420, girthmatters, darkshadowassassin420, and all of those wonderful, positive rays of sunshine, and start working on the backlog again. [/end of rant 420 giant phalus in the shadows of pain]
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Post by Dawnbr3ak3r on Nov 9, 2018 18:45:47 GMT
This is particularly why I seldom play games with other people. The "popular" Free-To-Play games are the ones I avoid completely.
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