Workmates who need to be fired... out of a cannon and into the sun
ugh.... I just need to vent about a few of the people where I work. I'll initialise their names to protect the idiotic.
TD. TD is one of our receptionists. That means that her job, just about in its entirety, is to deal with customer inquiries at the front desk and answer the phones. I'm not saying this is a job a monkey could do or anything like that, and I've done reception work myself, but I am saying that almost all of the basic functions of the job is to stay at the desk, so you can answer the phones and talk to customers. When TD is working, the staff of the Motorclothes department (it's a Harley-Davidson store) answer the phones as much as she does, because she's always going off and leaving her desk unmanned, usually without asking for cover. It's almost never work reasons for leaving her desk. These are just a sampling of the important things she's done in the last week apart from her job
* Checked her email at the Rentals computer for half an hour
* Gone to sit outside because 'It's such a nice day'
* Spent 45 minutes flirting with someone at the Parts counter
* Used the general manager's office, without his permission, to play a song for someone on her guitar.
Aah yes. The guitar. TD knows well that the store has an advertising deal with a local classic rock station. They put on our ads for free and in return we play their music in the store all the time we're open. It's actually a cheap deal for us because classic rock is what you'd probably play in a HD store anyway. Nonetheless, TD is too important to be bothered by store policy, and so brings her own music with her. Either in the form of a portable stereo, her laptop, or her guitar, with which she plays her shockingly average Shania-wannabe country-pop. She's also very well aware that the store has a uniform code. It's not very complicated, it just dictates that you should be wearing a staff shirt and semi-smart clothing. Nonetheless she turns up in halter tops and shorts slightly smaller than your average handkerchief. And then puts her feet on her desk, giving anyone who walks in a leaves-little-to-the-imagination look at herself.
The last straw was last week. She came in on monday and told J, another of the receptionists, that a man had asked her to go to Hawaii with him for 5 days, and that she was leaving on Tuersday and needed J to cover her shifts. Note that she hadn't cleared this with her boss, just assumed it was all right to give no notice whatsoever. This put J in a very difficult position, as she's a part time worker with another job, and has been told by our personnel department NOT to go over 30 hours in a week. Covering TD's shifts would put her at 48. After talking to her manager, and getting clearance from accounting, she said yes, but on the condition that TD cover HER shift on Saturday, because otherwise she'd be working 56 hours for the week. Upon hearing this, TD protested 'But I have band practice on Saturday!'.
If anyone else pulled all this crap, they would have been fired long ago, but because she wears revealing clothing and flirts with the General Manager, she's probably got a job for life.
Sorry, just had to vent. Feel free to post your own cow-orker horror stories
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Gospel of the Infancy of Jesus Christ, 20:16
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