Sep 02, 2009 04:35
I didn't fall asleep until after 6am yesterday morning. I woke up at 5:20pm. That's almost another 12 hours. And guess what? I could've kept on sleeping. Now, it's 4am. I'm sleep as hell but when I lay down my eyes pop open and my mind goes on a whirlwind trip. Several nights I have slept in my desk chair to wake in screwy positions, aches in places I didn't know existed, and still friggin sleepy. I go get in bed and wake at like 4pm. The problem is if I take the other pill my brain becomes mush. If I take no pill, I'm a bundle of pain.
On top of everything my damn supervisor seems to be trying to fire me on the sneak tip. She's even gone so far to send me this panicy written email that she bcc'd to HR. The HR rep replied to all. I've done some research and all her little rules she was making, ok trying to make me, follow don't even friggin exist. I tell ya. I've had some poor managers before but she takes the cake. No one on my team likes her. People have gone to sales just to be rid of her. A few people are contemplating changing their shifts to night to get away from her. When you speak to her, you might as well speak to a brick wall. A brick wall that's vindictive, knows every damn thing, can not admit when it's wrong, and has a smart-assed & nasty attitude. I try to get along with everyone, but this woman makes civility hardship. I know why they gave her a telecommuter team. She probably has had complaints and they figure if they give her a team with everyone at home, things will be more relaxes And it'll stop someone from clocking the ho. Trust me, if she were a few yards from my desk, I probably would have slapped the shit out of her by now, pain & all. One of my co-workers was ready to drive to Allentown, PA and wait for her to come out the building. That's how angry she makes people. You're willing to risk your job, well, freedom to beat the shit out of this woman. My department could raise money if they put her head in a whack-a-mole or had some kind of pie throwing thing. Mind you, it would be hard not to run up and belt that bitch with a right cross and an upper cut.
I and at least one other person that used to be on my team tried to talk to her immediate boss about a year ago but the woman kept running. She scheduled a time with me and never picked up the phone. I called several times and sent several emails. Every last one went ignored. They were read because I had them return receipted. It was obvious she didn't want to deal with her employee so I quit. Then I learned there was someone else going through the same song dance. You know what my next thing is going to be? I'm going to take a damn $30 cab ride to that damn office and plunk myself in the VP's office. I don't know why I haven't done it already. I'm on very good terms with him; he calls me Smiley. I'll have to say Jay, Smiley hasn't smiled for over a year. Our supes like to say their there to help support us, but this bitch is nothing but stress personified. Whereas I used to whine 'ooo I hate dealing with these customers,' it's now 'I hate dealing with Coleen.' The sound of her voice makes me want to vomit. I think she gives me panic attacks or something. The idea of dealing with her impedes my recovery and ability to work full time. Just typing this has made me sad and queasy.
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