Dear Workplace: Yes, I know; financially these are hard times, and I'm lucky to have a job. I appreciate that. However, if you drive me completely batshit-insane with your 'Productivity Worksheet' bullshit, I'll end up wearing a stylish jacket with way too many straps and occupying a rubber room. So please: quit with the incredibly frustrating
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Part of the really, really frustrating bit is that they're asking us to account for all eight hours of our workday-- but the section where we're supposed to write it out in has already had 60 hours per quarter taken out due to the leave we're supposed to be taking. That drops it down to a pinch over 7 hours per day, in which we are STILL supposed to account for our full workday. I pointed this out. Apparently, I made no friends in doing so. But.... AAARGH. Yes, frustrated.
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I love your metaphor of setting the air on fire with the rapidity of your departure...
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And thankyew re: the metaphor. If I ever DO win the lottery, you should be able to hear my scream of triumph from here.
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Oh dear!
I guess I'm lucky in my twilight years to have a boss who is a)700km away, and b) is the most relaxed Financial Controller I've ever come across. She more often than not gets annoyed at & frustrated by silly rules and processes that have no productive purpose...
Hope that bathtub is nice and relaxing!
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*hugs* You have my COMPLETE sympathies!
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*smacks head against wall*
But, heh, don't know how you'd take this, but I'm now unwinding by rereading your awesome fics. :)
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