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I fucking hate this deadend motherfucker of a job, god. You think things are running smoothly in your well oiled slackmachine. Then someone who is incapable of figuring out how you're getting away with the things you're getting away with, gets mad because quite naturally they'd just love to see you go down without looking like it was all their fault. So they mention things to supervisors when they're standing around you like today's prime example,
Demonspawn from the fourth level of hell: "hey, how does being late affect you if you dont call in?"
Supervisor who doesnt like me much for no reason: "why, how late were you?"
Demonspawn: "Oh... I wasnt late."
Supervisor (taking the cue that she's standing practically fucking on top of me for a reason): "Ok, how late were you?"
Me: "I wasnt late today."
Supervisor: "Yesterday then."
Me: "A few hours."
Supervisor: "Did you call in?"
Me: "No, of course not, because since I started working here it has been ok to come in late without letting everyone and their mother know, as long as I got the work done that I was supposed to get while I was here. Besides, its less money that you guys are dishing out for me to perform the exact same duties in a 9 hour shift as a 6 hour shift. The work gets done, you pay me less, everyone goes home happy."
Supervisor: "Isn't that a little risky? Dontcha think?"
Demonspawn grins in the background.
Demonspawn: "Oh, I have something I have to go do, I'll talk to you later."
Supervisor: "Yknow, your supervisor isnt the only person who can reprimand you."
God, fuck that bitch. --; So now either that fucker of a supe is going to check out my record and fire me by the end of the day (because he just doesnt like me and now has an excuse.) Or, I get to live in fear of being even a few seconds late on anything, because now he'll watch my attendance like a hawk for a good 3 or 4 months. God damn it. I'm out.
Demonspawn from the fourth level of hell: "hey, how does being late affect you if you dont call in?"
Supervisor who doesnt like me much for no reason: "why, how late were you?"
Demonspawn: "Oh... I wasnt late."
Supervisor (taking the cue that she's standing practically fucking on top of me for a reason): "Ok, how late were you?"
Me: "I wasnt late today."
Supervisor: "Yesterday then."
Me: "A few hours."
Supervisor: "Did you call in?"
Me: "No, of course not, because since I started working here it has been ok to come in late without letting everyone and their mother know, as long as I got the work done that I was supposed to get while I was here. Besides, its less money that you guys are dishing out for me to perform the exact same duties in a 9 hour shift as a 6 hour shift. The work gets done, you pay me less, everyone goes home happy."
Supervisor: "Isn't that a little risky? Dontcha think?"
Demonspawn grins in the background.
Demonspawn: "Oh, I have something I have to go do, I'll talk to you later."
Supervisor: "Yknow, your supervisor isnt the only person who can reprimand you."
God, fuck that bitch. --; So now either that fucker of a supe is going to check out my record and fire me by the end of the day (because he just doesnt like me and now has an excuse.) Or, I get to live in fear of being even a few seconds late on anything, because now he'll watch my attendance like a hawk for a good 3 or 4 months. God damn it. I'm out.