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Post by palesa on Feb 16, 2009 11:52:21 GMT
I need somewhere to rant about work!
If you send me a travel request at 7:30 PM on Friday for travel on Monday morning:
a) that does NOT equal 3 days notice as per policy b) if it is an emergency, then you REALLY should drop me a call or a sms to ask me to attend to it c) contrary to popular belief, your travel arrangements are just 5% of my workload, I am not here to serve you. d) FFS I am trying to get a life, so I do NOT check mail after 4pm on a Friday, yes, you have been notified of this.
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Post by gyro on Feb 16, 2009 12:03:18 GMT
Not knowing what you do, or what your work area is, not much of that makes sense, to be fair.
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Post by palesa on Feb 16, 2009 12:21:05 GMT
Our company policy states 3 days notice required for travel, the person that does travel has left, I am doing travel.
This morning at 7:30 my phone rings because some fuckwit sent through a travel request at 7:30 PM on Friday night, they were meant to be travelling this morning. I finish work at 4 on a Friday and start at 8:30 in the morning. I got shat on because travel arrangements are not done.
I am suggesting that the fuckwit should have realised that I do not check work e-mails over the weekend.
That is all.
Hope that is clearer.
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Post by gyro on Feb 16, 2009 12:29:04 GMT
Yeah, thanks.
But it's still YOUR fault ....
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2009 12:33:41 GMT
I'm afraid that the "entitlement" factor looms large with too many and unfortunately it rolled down into your lap. I'd rant too but as it is your livelihood, confine it to your trusted comrades as you are doing here. You are the better person for it.
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Post by missalaska on Feb 16, 2009 12:44:44 GMT
What a moron, it if was an emergency surely they can sort it out themselves on a Friday evening and get reimbursed? I'd like to rant about the Department of Home Affairs , but I'm having a family responsibility day and doing my assignment this afternoon.
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Post by palesa on Feb 16, 2009 12:55:03 GMT
Oh MissA, sorry that Home Affairs are still messing you about!
This incident was due to bad planning and scheduling which was out of her control, which I totally get, but if she had just sent a text to let me know, it would have all been fine.
She is a fairly junior member of staff in one of our partner organisations, and she has just sent a letter of apology.
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Post by palesa on Feb 16, 2009 13:00:02 GMT
MissA, is it not better to accept your ID as is, with your husband's surname and get your licence and stuff sorted out and then have it changed??
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2009 13:02:37 GMT
The counter staff still enjoys telling the customers that a refund will just take a few days. I guess this is easier than telling them the truth, especially when they give the people my phone number to call when they become impatient.
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Post by missalaska on Feb 16, 2009 13:33:26 GMT
With my british drivers licence in my name and an ID book in his name I don't think it is possible to change over my drivers licence. It is totally weird and I'm at my wits end, but today the guy who was helping me was very kind, he said that he often hated his job because the system is such a mess. Anyway, I reapplied this morning, HA paid for my photos to be done because they didn't have the key for the cupboard with the camera! I didn't get charged for reapplying but who knows what will happen now.
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 7, 2011 18:18:12 GMT
Come on -- you know you want to whine about them! I've had two in less than twelve hours. Last night, when I was getting off the bus, I grabbed the pole behind the driver and got something on my hand -- something cold and slimy. I hastened off the bus and almost got hit crossing the highway as I frantically wiped at my hand with a napkin. I then dripped lots of gel alcohol on my hand as I hot-footed it towards home, shuddering and trying to control my imagination. When I got home, I immediately washed my hands with baking soda and dish soap. Now I could tell that the offended hand reeked of some kind of cheap perfume. It was so strong that it bothered me when I was on the phone, as it was my phone-holding hand. Washing with ammonia did not remove the smell, nor did vinegar. I finally got rid of it with toothpaste. Then, today, I reached down into the garden, totally spacing out the little cholla cactus waiting to assault me. As they do, the stabbing piece disconnected from the parent in order to affix itself painfully to the tip of my forefinger. I whooped and swung my arm up, sending the little piece flying to lurk somewhere unknown in the yard, waiting to get me again.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2011 19:02:13 GMT
Well, I already told you about cracking that black egg in the frying pan and recoiling in horror.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 8, 2011 10:56:48 GMT
Dug up some carrots this morning, I have lots in the ground...and every single one so far has carrot fly damage...ggggggrrrrrr.....
We can still eat them but they won't store, so I can only dig them up as we need them....and all the time they're in the ground the little blighters can be burrowing holes in them.
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Post by tod2 on Sept 8, 2011 13:24:32 GMT
Cheery, What about chopping them into rounds or squares, blanching with boiling water, then into ice water before putting in portion-size bags and flinging them in the freezer? Darn those little varmits
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2011 14:24:11 GMT
One of my colleagues is an absolute and total arachnophobe, and this is the season when she tells us that her house is undergoing its seasonal "invasion." She makes it sound like there are huge armies of spiders waiting behind the door to rush in and tackle her the moment she opens it, and her description makes it sound like they each weigh a pound or more.
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 8, 2011 17:10:35 GMT
Drat, Cheery! What if you dug them all up, then tried storing any unblighted ones this way? Tod's suggestion would work on the okay portion of the affected carrots, but it sounds as though leaving them in the ground might make you lose most of the crop. If you truly have a phobia about something, I guess even a teeny, non-malignant member of the scary tribe is just as horrifying as the Amazonian version.
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Post by mich64 on Sept 8, 2011 17:30:31 GMT
I am not usually bothered by many things, however, I panic at the thought of head lice I have never experienced them myself or neither my siblings while growing up. But, when my sisters daughter began school (this is about 20 years ago) she was sent home due to head lice. WELL! she called me in a panic not knowing what to do. I told her the only help I could manage was to bring over some bed linens and blankets as she was going to have to clean everthing in the house. I took them over and literally threw the bag at her front door and ran back to the car. I also told her that she could keep everything! A few years later when my girlfriend called about coming for her yearly weeks vacation at my house, she told me that one of her daughters had just finished with head lice. I got into such a state of fear that I eventually called her in tears asking her to come when she was sure they were all gone as they sometimes miss one of those little eggs and have a second bout of it. Absolutely terrified of them!! Mich
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2011 17:44:53 GMT
I am creeped out by the thought as well, although I would have a hard time deciding whether head lice or crab lice are more disgusting. Rather than using those wimpy lice products, I think that if I had either, I would want to dip myself in a mixture of chlorine bleach and insecticide.
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Post by mich64 on Sept 8, 2011 21:02:08 GMT
Seriously, I would shave my head bald! That is not a joke, I would do it... and then use the strongest chemical that is available on myself and in my washing machine! Cheers, Mich
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Post by mich64 on Sept 8, 2011 21:05:32 GMT
Oh no, I have never heard of crab lice, I am afraid to google it... Mich
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2011 21:11:50 GMT
Better not then. They are the lice that inhabit the nether regions of the body.
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 8, 2011 21:12:15 GMT
Oh, lord ..........................................
Don't worry, Mich -- we'll visit you in The Facility until you're calmed down enough to go out into the world again. ;D
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Post by mich64 on Sept 8, 2011 22:31:40 GMT
I hope you will come visit me Bixa, because if it ever happens to me, I am certain that therapy will at least be required. Kerouac, I am refusing to google the other, I want to be able to go to sleep tonight. Cheers! Mich
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Post by rikita on Sept 11, 2011 19:26:44 GMT
i am scared of thunder and lightning, and it is thundering and lightning right now...
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 11, 2011 19:34:27 GMT
Gosh, Rikita ~~ the tropical rains in India must have been hard on you!
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Post by rikita on Sept 11, 2011 20:15:19 GMT
there wasn't that much thunder there though. just rain.
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Post by palesa on Sept 25, 2011 6:12:52 GMT
I bought myself a lovely fillet steak and decided to cook it slowly in the oven in foil.
I went to lie down and read for a bit, I fell asleep, woke 2 hours later to a piece of dried out old tennis shoe.
Had fruit for dinner instead
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Post by lagatta on Sept 27, 2011 15:19:19 GMT
I hope you have a dog who can play with it!
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 27, 2011 16:46:47 GMT
I don't think dogs like fruit.
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Post by Jazz on Sept 27, 2011 18:41:40 GMT
Still fighting the battle of 'styes in the eyes'. ugly and hateful.
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