Common sense says...

[lavandarlizard2]

...that nobody cares about my silly little anxieties. Therefore, you are hereby warned that this has nothing whatsoever to do with fics or writing or anything else fun.



I had a fit at work on Friday, and proceeded to spill my guts about everything I know or even *think* is wrong at the place where I work. And I did it to the visiting accountant from the parent company. The managing VP is out of town currently...

I'm not sure why I did it; maybe the correction tape was the last straw. Maybe it was the production guy on the phone again, begging one of our best customers not to leave; telling them that the latest fuck-up wasn't our fault (it wasn't *ours*, it was *his*) and begging for an extension on a delivery that's already three weeks late. Maybe it was listening to that same guy detailing a production schedule for the next week that is so frigging tight, it doesn't even allow for bathroom breaks. Maybe it was the supervisor who's more interested in which female he's getting into tonight than in doing his damn job. Maybe it was spending half an hour waiting on my receiver because they had him back in production to help them pull their damn chesnuts out. Or maybe it was just having the receiver come to me for help when everyone else found it just so fucking funny after they went in and changed the names on all his computer files. Maybe it was the two-hour-long cigarette/gossip breaks when the schedule doesn't allow for deep breathing.

I just don't know. But I'm quite sure I'll be repeating myself to the MVP when he gets back this week. I may be out of a job at that point... I just don't know about that either. I only know that for five months I've watched a collection of lazy, insufferable jackasses doing their best to screw this company into the ground, while at the same time trying to make themselves look like the saviors of the world, and I can't watch it any longer. The company watchdog, the pitbull-on-crack of a Tech/Regulatory Directory left last month. Her replacement is a weak, hesitant, can't-we-all-get-along wuss, who is letting the production guy screw him like a two-dollar whore. The production guy is a lying sack of shit who talked his way into a job that's beyond him, and now he relies on an officious asshole of a supervisor to cover for him.

Timecards get rewritten for the favorites, who get to set their own schedules. Lying is becoming the communication of choice, even to the point of lying to customers about what kind of quality testing is being done. And everyone is afraid of losing their jobs if they cross certain people.

Maybe I'm being naive or just plain stupid, but it's not supposed to be like that. You aren't supposed to be threatened and harassed for wanting the best for the company. I'm not really afraid of losing this job; I'm a temp, so I can always go somewhere else. But I like this company; I can see it becoming a real player in the industry with the right people in production and encouragement instead of threats being used to motivate people. I don't want to have to tell the MVP how fucked-up things are; he's a nice man, but they're playing him to the hilt, and eventually it'll be his neck on the block as well.

I fully expect that no one will believe me, though. I have no 'proof'; nothing that can't be explained and justified by the parties responsible. All I have is a nose for bad behavior and a highly suspicious mind.

I really hate the shallow end of the gene pool.

Comments

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

Whoa! O.O Go Plaid! *high fives* This should be interesting, to say the least. How did this visiting accountant take the news?

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

He was... *very* interested. Actually, he sort of started it by asking if I thought the people downstairs were 'honest' about their hours... Once I got my mouth in gear, I couldn't stop. I was already highly pissed at what they did to the warehouse guy, so I was more than ready.

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

Well, maybe it'll actually do some good. *crosses fingers* You know... warehouse guy might want to consider putting a screen saver password on his system, so that nobody else can get into it. Renaming his files... that has GOT to be the most childish damn thing I have heard in a long time. >.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

You wanna hear an even more childish thing? I gave the warehouse guy one of those white-out tape gadgets on Thursday, since we didn't have any liquid white-out. He tried hiding it in his desk, but *someone* found it Thursday night and broke the tape. I spent an hour on Friday, prying the case apart and fixing the damn thing, and that just *pissed me off!*

Those idiots can't keep their fucking hands off of *anything!*

I'm going to ask our IT guy to show him how to password his system. We all have user passwords, but SS apparently has access to the warehouse computer. Which means that all his little playmates do, too.

*sigh*

[unrund.livejournal.com]

I may act like a childish teenager who hasn´t found out that puberty shouldn´t still affect her at the age of twenty but I am interested in what happens in your life.
That out of the way.

.....
I wanted to write something like 'Hey, it was good to spill your guts to that guy' but now I am not really sure what I should say .... sorry, maybe later

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

That's not even in the realm of 'joking' anymore... not that the other really is either, but there's more grounds for claiming that than in this case. That's going beyond high school, all the way back to grade school. I SO hope the talk you had with visiting accountant does some good.

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

well, you've spilled your guts already so there's no going back. Hopefully though, they'll pay attention to what you have to say and not blame you for telling the truth. If the MVP is smart, he'll pay attention and look into that stuff himself. You have nothing to gain from lying to him and with the sheer amount of stress this job puts on you, for his sake and yours, I hope he believes you. The parent company might already have had some suspicions about things anyway and you telling them what's really going on probably just clinched it.

*hugs* You're just at the end of your rope... it's ok to freak a little. best of luck dealing with this though. I wont pretend you haven't dug yourself a nice little hole but you'll come out ok. and well, I admire you for your honesty at the very least. Not a lot of people have the guts to stand up for their own standards of morality when they have a job on the line and not too many people have the patience to put up with idiots either. God knows, that's why I'm in computers.... lol... hoping to cut down on my peer to peer chattage with the dumbasses life throws at me.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

I would love to not have to deal with people at work.

I'm not a nose-to-the-grindstone martinette, but what's happening here is just ridiculous. A little schmoozing now and then is fine with me. It relaxes people, helps them get through a day that is all about repetition. And smoking breaks aren't a big deal either. The thing that just torques me is the kindergarten level of practical jokes, the almost total lack of responsibility, and the stupidity wrapped in an ego trip.

And everything is either 'eh, we got plenty of time' or 'ohmigod! ohmigod! we're late!'

I'm just tired of management by crisis.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

I hope so too, but I won't be surprised if SS manages to talk his way out of it. And if he does, I'll probably be out of there. I just really hate nasty, poisonous people...

And office politics is totally beyond me, which means I usually lose.

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah... office politics are a game I never seem to have the current rules for. ~_~ I'm pretty sure winning that game requires being related to the proper people or ass-sucking of the highest degree.

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

I hear ya. That seems to be the typical way things in the work force go though... as depressing as that is... people who have worked in a line of business for 30 years might still not know what the hell they're doing but their ego is certainly the size of mount everest. *sigh* pisses me off to see grown men and women with the mentality of 3 year olds too. More so cause you'd expect to be able to reason with them, but you can't. grrr....

*hugs* so sorry that you have to put up with this... =(

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

I just have this over-developed justice gene or something, and I can't seem to keep it to myself... Sometimes I feel like I'm channeling Wufei.

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

lol... considering how well you write him, I wouldn't be surprised if you WERE channelling Wufei... of course, it'd be a bit scary if you were to actually channel an anime character.... ^^;;

Do'nt sweat it. JUSTICE is a good thing.