not a fic post...
May. 22nd, 2010 07:04 pmI had forgotten how exhausting a repetitious job can be. O_o
So, I'm working again in a temp job. It's both boring and fun at different times, but it comes with a paycheck and since I do like having a roof over my junk, it's a good thing. It's just... tiring. Working with a computerized data entry system that chokes and dies every ten minutes makes dragons tense and cranky. >.< It's a universal system too, so we are competing for time with another 100,000 or so folks. Despite having 6-10 computers available, we are only allowed to have two users in the system at any one time. *sigh* Our backlog looks like Mt Shasta. Finding stuff to do in between the system smiling on us is driving me crazy.
And since it's a totally temporary office, I didn't expect any of the usual workplace wank. Silly me! Apparently office culture and hierarchies are an instant-on kind of thing. Spoon into a cauldron and add water. I feel like Bugs Bunny running from the instant Martians in the sewer. *rolls eyes* I'm about half a tick from smacking a co-worker who wants to get territorial about the computer, the paperwork, the job and her place in the grand scheme of things. =P It's *temporary*, damn it! We will all be freaking *gone* in two months! Get over it! Nobody gives a rat's ass how high up on the admin food chain you were once upon a time. Nobody cares what your solution to the system, the paper trail or the flow pattern is. You are an hourly paper-pushing peon, just like everyone else. Sit down, shut up and do the work! Stop huffing and muttering and tattling to the office-with-a-door boss. He doesn't care, dumbfuck! He's temporary too!
And no, you will not bully me into sitting in the testosterone-central room. Those guys are idiots and I will not be shut in with a bunch of frat boys for 8 hours a day; especially not starting at zero-dark-damn-thirty! I don't have a manicure to protect, I wear jeans rather than the fancy pantsuits and *surprise!* I actually know my way around a shipping label. I'm not going away, I'm not going to argue with you, I'm not going to run to the supervisor and whine. I'm just going to give you the same raised eyebrow I give any wank-stirring drama queen. You're a temp. Your 70K-a-year admin job was downsized out of existence (oh, was I supposed to feel sorry for you?); too bad. Eat shit and die, bitch. I'll just keep on smirking and working. And collecting a paycheck. ^____^
Incoherence, thy name is dragon. ^___^ Especially since I have to get up and do it all again in 7.5 hours. And I'm not sleepy. >.<
I might be capable of cut-and-paste tomorrow. Maybe. I hope. >_>
So, I'm working again in a temp job. It's both boring and fun at different times, but it comes with a paycheck and since I do like having a roof over my junk, it's a good thing. It's just... tiring. Working with a computerized data entry system that chokes and dies every ten minutes makes dragons tense and cranky. >.< It's a universal system too, so we are competing for time with another 100,000 or so folks. Despite having 6-10 computers available, we are only allowed to have two users in the system at any one time. *sigh* Our backlog looks like Mt Shasta. Finding stuff to do in between the system smiling on us is driving me crazy.
And since it's a totally temporary office, I didn't expect any of the usual workplace wank. Silly me! Apparently office culture and hierarchies are an instant-on kind of thing. Spoon into a cauldron and add water. I feel like Bugs Bunny running from the instant Martians in the sewer. *rolls eyes* I'm about half a tick from smacking a co-worker who wants to get territorial about the computer, the paperwork, the job and her place in the grand scheme of things. =P It's *temporary*, damn it! We will all be freaking *gone* in two months! Get over it! Nobody gives a rat's ass how high up on the admin food chain you were once upon a time. Nobody cares what your solution to the system, the paper trail or the flow pattern is. You are an hourly paper-pushing peon, just like everyone else. Sit down, shut up and do the work! Stop huffing and muttering and tattling to the office-with-a-door boss. He doesn't care, dumbfuck! He's temporary too!
And no, you will not bully me into sitting in the testosterone-central room. Those guys are idiots and I will not be shut in with a bunch of frat boys for 8 hours a day; especially not starting at zero-dark-damn-thirty! I don't have a manicure to protect, I wear jeans rather than the fancy pantsuits and *surprise!* I actually know my way around a shipping label. I'm not going away, I'm not going to argue with you, I'm not going to run to the supervisor and whine. I'm just going to give you the same raised eyebrow I give any wank-stirring drama queen. You're a temp. Your 70K-a-year admin job was downsized out of existence (oh, was I supposed to feel sorry for you?); too bad. Eat shit and die, bitch. I'll just keep on smirking and working. And collecting a paycheck. ^____^
Incoherence, thy name is dragon. ^___^ Especially since I have to get up and do it all again in 7.5 hours. And I'm not sleepy. >.<
I might be capable of cut-and-paste tomorrow. Maybe. I hope. >_>
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Date: 2010-05-23 02:30 am (UTC)You have my sympathies and my empathy. Keep holding on to the thought of the shiny, shiny paycheck. *hugs*
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Date: 2010-05-24 12:11 am (UTC)Today was another wanky day. >.< This time it was one of the kiddies, deciding to tell the bosses that they couldn't tell her what to do. O_O Uh... Right.
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Date: 2010-05-23 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-05-24 01:14 am (UTC)That former 'high power admin' is in for a very rude awakening. The employment articles I've been reading lately shows that many companies are eliminating the role of admin, and dividing the administrative tasks among other employees. First it was a stop gap against the flailing economy, but then they discovered they really could do without, so they're just not hiring them back, even as markets start to improve. If she doesn't learn to branch out her skills, she's going to be a short term for the rest of her life. Even if she does, she may be a short term employee for the rest of her life. At the moment, I'm not even looking for full time. There just isn't any market for my weird skill set. I'll keep temping until I find a company that fits. Then see about getting hired there.
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Date: 2010-05-24 11:55 pm (UTC)Hope you get some good news about your job. Ever notice how the "powers" seem to delight in waiting until the last possible second to say yes or no? >_< Buncha sadists, the lot of them.
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Date: 2010-05-25 02:14 pm (UTC)It's even better. When I changed hands, from being employed by Corestaff, assigned to Pearson as a temp, to being employed by Pearson as a temp (ah politics), they put my on the books through 6/14 (instead of 5/28), but didn't tell me about the difference. I guess I was supposed to just *know*.
wheee...
ah well. 2 more weeks pay is 2 more weeks pay.
Good luck too us, both.
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Date: 2010-05-23 03:32 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-05-25 01:41 am (UTC)Office Wank is kinda like Ramen... just add water, and it's ready to serve. O.o
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Date: 2010-05-25 01:48 am (UTC)Still pretty sour, though. =P I'm just sticking to my counting; it's a nice wank-free logistical thing.
Having a little trouble with the smile, but the nodding is going well. ^___^