I'm complaining because I need to vent
Please don't read if you don't like bitchy journals.
My boss is a colossal ass. Here's an example: I was asked to clean up the supply center. I did as I was told. I emptied a bin that people put extra supplies in. I put them in the garbage because they are used and dirty and no one uses them if i put them away. People like new supplies. My boss sends me an email 20 minutes later that I need to get the supplies out of the garbage and restock them and we'll talk about this later. Okay 1. I'm sure people want pens and pencils from the garbage. Chew away on the end of that pen. Yummy. 2. "We'll talk about this later"? Like i'm his kid or something? 3. F you. Honeslty, just F you. We're treated like children here. They give us leftover food like we're Oliver Twist, they give us scratch off lottery cards because they don't give out raises, the CATER the firedrills so we can all eat while we sit there and wait for the drill to end. They cater everything, YET we can't afford the throw out 30 bucks worth of supplies? Really? REALLY? If you want to pick on me for the day, fine. I get it. I'm not the best employee here and you have to show that you are doing something. But it's the WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS. No one is here and no one cares what's going on.
Also, and this is more a general comment that sprung from a work related thing, but when did everything become a 10. There is no 3, no 6. Nothing can wait a couple of days. everything is on fire. I blame blackberry's. once people got those, everything now has to get done asap because you can email in the car. well f you blackberry's. maybe i can't get your paper today. maybe you'll have to walk your size 26 ass to the copier 20 feet away and get a ream of paper.
This is added 2 hours later:
I just got back from the holiday luncheon. It was nice to eat my bonus instead of use it to pay for rent or insulin.