Why I need a new job
Post quoted from co_workers_suck .
Post the first;
Let's talk about Andy. That's not really his name, because I'd rather not be fired.
For a bit of context, I work in McDs. My branch is a franchise, and the owners have two other branches nearby.
Anyway, Andy used to work at this branch, but he was transferred to other branch, which, by all accounts, is horrible to work in. Being sent there is a punishment. I'm not sure what Andy did, but knowing him, it was probably for being a pain in the ass. He got called back temporarily because we were short-staffed, and since he's now doing the schedule, he appears to be here for good.
Andy does everything by the book. There's nothing wrong with following the rules - I find it very annoying when people don't sometimes. But he always does it in a very superior, annoying way, that makes you wish he was wrong. He's said before that he's the only good manager, and all the other managers dislike him because they want to keep on doing things the wrong way, and he makes them do things the right way. This is not making him any friends. Two managers (at least) have filed complaints about him so far, and he's had public arguments with several of them (as in, I can hear them from the other end of the lobby. Yes, I have quietly pointed out that customers can hear them too. This doesn't make Andy like me at all. I couldn't care, tbh, he wants to follow the rules, he can behave professionally).
So, a few weeks ago, some kids in the lobby threw eggs at our windows, and at me. I wrote about this in customers suck, but I cba to go dig it up atm. I went back in, told the managers and the next hostess, and that was the end of it as far as I was concerned. The next time I'm working with Andy, he tells me that he heard about it, and that, apparently, all the managers were laughing in my face when I told them. I pointed out that I was there, and no they weren't. He claims that he knows they were because several crew members were talking about it, but he won't say who, and "they aren't your friends. I'm the only one you can trust."
...I point out that, no, they're not my friends, they're my coworkers, and, in my honest opinion, it's unprofessional and bitchy of him to have told me that. It wasn't true, and it wasn't something I'd really need to know either way. I'm almost prepared to believe that he's just gotten the wrong impression, since, after all, it is kind of a funny story, and even I was laughing about it a bit. Maybe he got 'laughing with' confused with 'laughing at'. Maybe.
Later, he calls me over, and tells me that one of my other coworkers wants to fight with me. I go "yeah, right, sure he does". I've worked with the guy for years; we're not best friends, but there's no ill feeling between us. Andy calls the guy over, and tries again to instigate an argument. Coworker and I agree that Andy has no sense of humour. Later, Andy accuses me of having no sense of humour, for not finding this funny because "everyone else does".
It makes no difference what everyone else thinks. I find your sense of humour spiteful. Let me do my job, dickwad.
When it rains, I put up the wet floor signs, as people are constantly tracking in rain on their feet, and I can't always keep up with the dry mop, especially when I'm suddenly called to help with something else. Andy orders me to take the signs down, because, apparently, rain doesn't stick to people's feet. I say that I have no problem with removing them if he'll take responsibility should anyone happen to slip and fall. Instead of just saying that he would, which would have been far too easy, he just keeps repeating that the floor isn't going to get wet. I just want reassurance that you're not going to blame me should anyone sue (which is very unlikely, but that's not the point). You're the one who wants the wet floor signs down, stop being a dick.
Anyway, last night, we all went out for a meal together (there was a little competition between the three branches; the losers had to give us £250 of each of their profits, and staff our store for the night). Before the appetisers are even on the table, he's flounced off somewhere. One of our other managers sat next to him (to be fair, she did that purposefully knowing that it would annoy him), and he texted her to "fuck off". They continued arguing over text, and he went outside to get a taxi. He came right back in when she went after him to feed his ego and apologise. However, while he was gone, another coworker tells me that Andy claims that I'm blaming him for the whole egg thing - that I've said that he told someone to throw it at me.
Dude, wtf?O_O
I try to see the best in people, but I can understand why another coworker had to tell him that "I'll respect you as a manager, but you'd better watch out if I see you outside the store". And why two other managers are trying to get him transferred.
He's being a dick about the schedule as well, now he's in charge, purposefully putting people in for shifts which are inconvenient or impossible for them, or just expensive to get to. About half the staff members live nearby, while the rest need to catch one or two buses there - so why not schedule the nearby staff members for those shifts which would require the rest of us to get a taxi in? There are no problems with availability, and it's not like he's making any friends by making people pay two hours wages to get to a four hour shift. But, if they don't, there are (magically) no shifts available for the next week! Douche.
Post the second;
Why I spent today applying to every fast food place within ten miles
Fast food specifically because I'm an undergraduate and the economy sucks, and I already know I'll take anything.
Another job because of Andy.
Sucks from yesterday;
He asks me what religion I am. When I tell him "Well, technically I'm a Catholic" he responds with "so are you a devil worshipper?"
As I leave, he calls out "thanks for nothing Kali - I mean, thanks".
(I admit, I did respond to that with "go f- I mean, have a nice day!").
And then today, I check the schedule online, and he's given me a grand total of one shift next week. So fuck this.
For a bonus rant; I'm getting sick of the stick I get because I enjoy reading. Andy claims that I must believe everything I read, (which may possibly have influenced the devil-worshipper comment, although I can't think of anything specific that would have given that impression. Possibly it's for finding Lucifer a sympathetic literary character, although I can't recall anything that would have told him I think that). Another coworker, seeing me reading Kathy Lette's How to Kill Your Husband started asking me who I was going to kill. Not even in an ironic way - in a way that strongly implied she'd never heard of 'fiction'. She's one of the people who intends to work at the Golden Arches forever, rather than a student like most of my non-irritating coworkers.
GrrrRRRRrrrs.
I've been checking out total jobs, Birmingham Gumtree and Monster. I'll work fast food, call centre (incoming only - I know that I can't do outgoing, and I can't do sales), secretarial, data entry, reception, customer service...
Applied to like eight positions today, and about the same yesterday. Someone has to bite.:(
It doesn't help that I slacked off during my teenage years. My current job is my longest running, from July 2008 till now. Before then, there was a six month gap, three months of temp work, an eight month gap (to be fair, I was in the US for part of that), and a bunch of jobs that my mother (a recruitment consultant at the time) got me, that I slacked off at, and generally only lasted a day or two in.
Damn, I wish I'd known then what I know now.:(
Post the first;
Let's talk about Andy. That's not really his name, because I'd rather not be fired.
For a bit of context, I work in McDs. My branch is a franchise, and the owners have two other branches nearby.
Anyway, Andy used to work at this branch, but he was transferred to other branch, which, by all accounts, is horrible to work in. Being sent there is a punishment. I'm not sure what Andy did, but knowing him, it was probably for being a pain in the ass. He got called back temporarily because we were short-staffed, and since he's now doing the schedule, he appears to be here for good.
Andy does everything by the book. There's nothing wrong with following the rules - I find it very annoying when people don't sometimes. But he always does it in a very superior, annoying way, that makes you wish he was wrong. He's said before that he's the only good manager, and all the other managers dislike him because they want to keep on doing things the wrong way, and he makes them do things the right way. This is not making him any friends. Two managers (at least) have filed complaints about him so far, and he's had public arguments with several of them (as in, I can hear them from the other end of the lobby. Yes, I have quietly pointed out that customers can hear them too. This doesn't make Andy like me at all. I couldn't care, tbh, he wants to follow the rules, he can behave professionally).
So, a few weeks ago, some kids in the lobby threw eggs at our windows, and at me. I wrote about this in customers suck, but I cba to go dig it up atm. I went back in, told the managers and the next hostess, and that was the end of it as far as I was concerned. The next time I'm working with Andy, he tells me that he heard about it, and that, apparently, all the managers were laughing in my face when I told them. I pointed out that I was there, and no they weren't. He claims that he knows they were because several crew members were talking about it, but he won't say who, and "they aren't your friends. I'm the only one you can trust."
...I point out that, no, they're not my friends, they're my coworkers, and, in my honest opinion, it's unprofessional and bitchy of him to have told me that. It wasn't true, and it wasn't something I'd really need to know either way. I'm almost prepared to believe that he's just gotten the wrong impression, since, after all, it is kind of a funny story, and even I was laughing about it a bit. Maybe he got 'laughing with' confused with 'laughing at'. Maybe.
Later, he calls me over, and tells me that one of my other coworkers wants to fight with me. I go "yeah, right, sure he does". I've worked with the guy for years; we're not best friends, but there's no ill feeling between us. Andy calls the guy over, and tries again to instigate an argument. Coworker and I agree that Andy has no sense of humour. Later, Andy accuses me of having no sense of humour, for not finding this funny because "everyone else does".
It makes no difference what everyone else thinks. I find your sense of humour spiteful. Let me do my job, dickwad.
When it rains, I put up the wet floor signs, as people are constantly tracking in rain on their feet, and I can't always keep up with the dry mop, especially when I'm suddenly called to help with something else. Andy orders me to take the signs down, because, apparently, rain doesn't stick to people's feet. I say that I have no problem with removing them if he'll take responsibility should anyone happen to slip and fall. Instead of just saying that he would, which would have been far too easy, he just keeps repeating that the floor isn't going to get wet. I just want reassurance that you're not going to blame me should anyone sue (which is very unlikely, but that's not the point). You're the one who wants the wet floor signs down, stop being a dick.
Anyway, last night, we all went out for a meal together (there was a little competition between the three branches; the losers had to give us £250 of each of their profits, and staff our store for the night). Before the appetisers are even on the table, he's flounced off somewhere. One of our other managers sat next to him (to be fair, she did that purposefully knowing that it would annoy him), and he texted her to "fuck off". They continued arguing over text, and he went outside to get a taxi. He came right back in when she went after him to feed his ego and apologise. However, while he was gone, another coworker tells me that Andy claims that I'm blaming him for the whole egg thing - that I've said that he told someone to throw it at me.
Dude, wtf?O_O
I try to see the best in people, but I can understand why another coworker had to tell him that "I'll respect you as a manager, but you'd better watch out if I see you outside the store". And why two other managers are trying to get him transferred.
He's being a dick about the schedule as well, now he's in charge, purposefully putting people in for shifts which are inconvenient or impossible for them, or just expensive to get to. About half the staff members live nearby, while the rest need to catch one or two buses there - so why not schedule the nearby staff members for those shifts which would require the rest of us to get a taxi in? There are no problems with availability, and it's not like he's making any friends by making people pay two hours wages to get to a four hour shift. But, if they don't, there are (magically) no shifts available for the next week! Douche.
Post the second;
Why I spent today applying to every fast food place within ten miles
Fast food specifically because I'm an undergraduate and the economy sucks, and I already know I'll take anything.
Another job because of Andy.
Sucks from yesterday;
He asks me what religion I am. When I tell him "Well, technically I'm a Catholic" he responds with "so are you a devil worshipper?"
As I leave, he calls out "thanks for nothing Kali - I mean, thanks".
(I admit, I did respond to that with "go f- I mean, have a nice day!").
And then today, I check the schedule online, and he's given me a grand total of one shift next week. So fuck this.
For a bonus rant; I'm getting sick of the stick I get because I enjoy reading. Andy claims that I must believe everything I read, (which may possibly have influenced the devil-worshipper comment, although I can't think of anything specific that would have given that impression. Possibly it's for finding Lucifer a sympathetic literary character, although I can't recall anything that would have told him I think that). Another coworker, seeing me reading Kathy Lette's How to Kill Your Husband started asking me who I was going to kill. Not even in an ironic way - in a way that strongly implied she'd never heard of 'fiction'. She's one of the people who intends to work at the Golden Arches forever, rather than a student like most of my non-irritating coworkers.
GrrrRRRRrrrs.
I've been checking out total jobs, Birmingham Gumtree and Monster. I'll work fast food, call centre (incoming only - I know that I can't do outgoing, and I can't do sales), secretarial, data entry, reception, customer service...
Applied to like eight positions today, and about the same yesterday. Someone has to bite.:(
It doesn't help that I slacked off during my teenage years. My current job is my longest running, from July 2008 till now. Before then, there was a six month gap, three months of temp work, an eight month gap (to be fair, I was in the US for part of that), and a bunch of jobs that my mother (a recruitment consultant at the time) got me, that I slacked off at, and generally only lasted a day or two in.
Damn, I wish I'd known then what I know now.:(