Official "Bitch About Your Job" Thread

[TriLink]

I hate my job. Yes it's true. I hate my job. How about you?

For the last 6 years I've been working as a whipping boy at my local grocery store. The hours suck, the pay sucks worse, and being a manual labor job, the actual working part probably sucks worst of all (can you say "Hernia"?).

So a couple of days ago, I made the decision to quit said job after the holidays, and actually try to make something of myself. And I'm happy to say that I was somewhat inspired by YOU, The EvaGeek Community. I mean, between BrikHaus getting to pull stuff out of Women's Vagina's, and Eva Monkey's ridiculously awesome job (Library of Congress was it?), my job of making sure the Cottage Cheese and Orange Juice is full just doesn't seem adequate anymore.

But enough about me, anyone else out there sick of their job? C'mon, don't be shy now. Use this thread as a vent for everything that pisses you off about work.

[V]

I'm a career student by day and when darkness falls I'm a masked avenger of the night. All things considered.....

[THE Hal E. Burton 9000]

Well, a few months ago, I became a cashier at a private school.

For the most part it's not bad, and far better than my stint at Tom Thumb(/Safeway). I work part-time (about 25 hours a week) and the pay is $8.50 an hour.

There is a moderate amount of manual labor involved though. And some of the kids (they're middle-to-high school aged) are absolutely disrespectful spoiled bratty PIGS who take a very unhealthy amount of pleasure in making things literally break and explode (this past week they carelessly took out the nozzle off a slurpee machine and said slurpee liquids flowed EVERYWHERE like fcuking Niagara Falls!!!! :evil:) and don't give a crap about anything except whatever is going on that particular nanosecond with an attention span comparable to a goldfish.

So yeah... :P

[DatDude]

I do tech support for restraints mostly by remote access. Then that doesnt work I have to talk people through fixing things over the phone. Thats a nightmare.

[Mr. Tines]

We have a new product release going beta at the end of the month. My team have been called in to firefight.

For the last week, we're been trying to make some of the management code that was declared complete at the start of the month go through the simplest tasks -- accept all the default values and then press OK -- without faulting. It is not helped by having to deal with people who can't tell the difference between an abstract class and an interface (and when to use which), and who use class inheritance as a sophisticated form of cut-and-paste coding (only without even saving the cut and paste that they might have done).

The worst thing is that the product is really not that complicated. It's just that the there is no coherent design for it; various technologies have been used for parts to which they are ill suited; the management have weak man management skills, and mis-understand what is meant by feature based development and test driven development (and are reluctantly coming around to the realisation that they are actually using deadline driven development).

Shit is now starting to hit the fan, and will continue to do so into next year.

[Szmitten]

I honestly doubt that the majority of people on these forums have jobs.

[Hunter21]

My complaints are mainly about dealing with thick headed dolts who think they are immortal. (This affliction doesn't disappear when you leave your teens unfortunately.) My job has me measuring and controlling exposures to dangerous chemicals and compounds created in the manufacturing process. I also evaluate ventilation systems to control these exposure and assign person protective equipment to directly protect employees. And where I work makes everything from chemicals to sandpaper to the film on your flat panel TV. Most of this stuff is poisonous to humans while being manufactured. And if it is not poisonous it is made using very load machinery that requires hearing protection.

So being told that you would think it might be smart to listen to the guy who tells you what gloves you need to wear or what respirator to put on or what earplugs to use to protect self from said poisons or noise levels. But apparently putting on a pair of gloves or a set of earplugs is too hard and some of the idiots I work with would rather gradually lose their hearing or give themselves cancer by messing around with poisons using their bare hands.

To date I have had to fire 8 people for serious infractions of the rules and I just cannot fathom why they wouldn’t want to protect themselves.

[THE Hal E. Burton 9000]

Who in the hell would just brush off wearing protective equipment when dealing with hazardous materials? :?

(Possible answer: So they could file a nice li'l frivolous lawsuit out of it maybe?)

[Mr. Tines]

Who in the hell would just brush off wearing protective equipment when dealing with hazardous materials? :?

Because the stuff doesn't feel like it will be killing you 20 years down the line, and the protective gear is uncomfortable now. See also coal miners and their (non-)use of breathing masks.

[Reichu]

I don't get called in to work often enough. But at least I haven't had to work with Doug anytime recently. I hate working with that guy.

[MaggotMaster]

My boss is the biggest dickhead ever.

So I'm in my cubicle, slaving myself before a monstruous computer screen as I browse 4chan and Somethingawful and neglect my job like every good worker should, when my boss walks over as an image of a naked anime girl stretching her legs with a "come hither" expression in her face is in the screen.

"We need to talk later" he says.

I think to myself "Later? fuck you, you nazi dickhead communist fascist anti-american jihadist faggot, do you think somebody as busy as me has time for your bullshit later?"

So I finish my round of work and go to his office, he's sitting there with a very serious expression in his face, he tells me to take a seat, I do so.

"So, MaggotMaster, it has come to my attention that your work efficiency has been at an all time low in the last few months" he says.

I confront him denying such claims "I believe that's not correct, in fact, its increased greatly"

He frowns at me and proceeds "Tell me MaggotMaster, is something wrong with you? you used to be a good worker, what's the problem?"

"Well" I say "I had Reese's for breakfast"

"Candy...? for breakfast?" he asks

"NOT CANDY! REESE'S PUFFS CEREAL" I REPLY

"NO WAY! WITH EACH BITE IT'S LIKE I'M BEING MESSILY VIOLATED IN EVERY ORIFICE BY A THOUSAND THROBBING PHALLUSES OF DELICIOUS CHOCOLATEY PEANUT BUTTER FLAVOR!!"

REESE'S PUFFS.

IT'S CANDY FOR BREAKFAST.

[DatDude]

HAHAHAH!

[Trigger's Elysium]

MaggotMaster, care to present your award speech for the winning of this thread?

[BrikHaus]

Those were epic lulz, MaggotMaster.

[chee]

My boss is the biggest dickhead ever.

So I'm in my cubicle, slaving myself before a monstruous computer screen as I browse 4chan and Somethingawful and neglect my job like every good worker should, when my boss walks over as an image of a naked anime girl stretching her legs with a "come hither" expression in her face is in the screen.

"We need to talk later" he says.

I think to myself "Later? fuck you, you nazi dickhead communist fascist anti-american jihadist faggot, do you think somebody as busy as me has time for your bullshit later?"

So I finish my round of work and go to his office, he's sitting there with a very serious expression in his face, he tells me to take a seat, I do so.

"So, MaggotMaster, it has come to my attention that your work efficiency has been at an all time low in the last few months" he says.

I confront him denying such claims "I believe that's not correct, in fact, its increased greatly"

He frowns at me and proceeds "Tell me MaggotMaster, is something wrong with you? you used to be a good worker, what's the problem?"

"Well" I say "I had Reese's for breakfast"

"Candy...? for breakfast?" he asks

"NOT CANDY! REESE'S PUFFS CEREAL" I REPLY

"NO WAY! WITH EACH BITE IT'S LIKE I'M BEING MESSILY VIOLATED IN EVERY ORIFICE BY A THOUSAND THROBBING PHALLUSES OF DELICIOUS CHOCOLATEY PEANUT BUTTER FLAVOR!!"

REESE'S PUFFS.

IT'S CANDY FOR BREAKFAST.

[Mundane]

Naturally reading for a Bel'Air, I was surprised.

My job? Not too bad, Lifeguard working for $8.75 an hour. Easiest job on the planet, I get to swim for free, and the wage isn't too bad for a starter job.

[THE Hal E. Burton 9000]

Those were epic lulz, MaggotMaster.

Yes it twas.

Boy, I could not imagine working with MAGGOTMASTER. What with all the blabbering about Warhammer 40k and the need to spill blood and zee Timecubez... :P

[Eva Yojimbo]

Whoever said poker was "a hard way to make an easy living" hit the nail on the head. There's not another game that can make you feel on top of the world when everything's going right, and then completely destroy your spirit when things start going bad.

Been doing well lately, but ran into two particularly bad days where I lost $600 in 4 pots as a 90%+ favorite in all of them. One was particularly bad where Mr. donkey hits a 107:1 shot to cost me a $200 pot. :evil: It can really be insanity inducing. Good thing I'm as chill as I am or my computer would've been the victim of a few Shoryuken / Tatsumaki Senpuu-Kyaku combo-of-death.

I really need to find a real job - but I bet I'd be hard pressed to find one where I could make as much money doing as little as clicking on a few screens. But it's seriously detrimental to my mental health.

[chee]

I don't have a paying job. I did, however, work a volunteer shift at a library once, and the goddamn children's section was so out of whack that I wanted to grab one of those shrill, obnoxious little buggers and and yell, "PUT SHIT BACK WHERE YOU FOUND IT!!!" Fortunately, I didn't.

I don't really like children. Could you tell?

[fadingreminder]

Tech support for an unnamed cellular service... I deal with three people screaming at me for 9 hours a day. All the customers, my superviser, and their supervisers. On top of that, the service we provide, while somewhat satisfactory, isn't really the best. If someone's phone breaks, even because it's just a defect, I usually have to tell them "too bad, so sad..."

My job makes me want to come home and drink until I go into a coma. Otherwise, the pay and benefits are great!