fuck this job.com

How the fuck can you, as a fucking boss, flat out tell someone that you don't have time for them so they have to report to someone else?? What the fuck is that??? How the hell do you delegate a person?? A task, maybe, but a person?? I've worked with people much higher than you, higher than you'll probably ever be, and YOU don't have time for me? Oh hell no...

You can't, Can't, CAN'T expect someone who is looking to get their fucking masters degree to sit there and take it when you tell her that she is responsible for keeping a fucking closet clean. You CAN'T expect her to be all happy about setting up meeting rooms by herself when, when she first came on, the entire fucking team was setting up the rooms together. It takes 40 minutes with 3 people. It takes me 2-3 hours. Then you get pissed when I do some of it one day and some another day. Who the fuck wants to spend 3 fucking hours of their day moving fucking tables and chairs???

OK folks...Work4Cocksuckerz is back! Last time you heard from me, I quit the last job with the cocksucker right when he said my productivity was low and he wanted me to train my replacement. Of course, I said "Blow yourself" and walked out. Bye Bye.

Now, I'm temping in a factory-type job in Hicksville. (no offense to you country folk out there -I love you all- but for a city chick like me this is a HUGE culture shock!! There aren't any factories in Times Square!!!) I work for a company whose peak production season is from February to July (meaning my days are numbered). Instead of doing admin bullshit, I'm doing web design. I LOVE web design. I HATE admin.

So after my desk has been turned around to face a fucking wall because my productivity is down (mind you, this is after he yells at me and nitpicks me for stupid bullshit on a daily basis), he comes in today telling me that he has TWO people coming in for interviews for my position, and that he needs me to have applications ready for them. He tells me that I've been falling behind, and that I either need help or I'm not being productive enough. What bullshit! I've been working my ass off lately. Yeah, I've been looking for another job during company time and when he's not around, but when there's a lot of work to do, trust me, I buckle down and focus on what I have in front of me. I do my job search when there's time in the day to do it.

I'm sitting here on pins & needles waiting to see if I'm going to get a new job today. Why don't people call you first thing in the morning to tell you shit? Why do they wait until the afternoon to hire you, fire you or lay you off? It's like a whole fucking day you're in knots! I wish this new job called me this morning before I left for work, so I could have told this bastard to kiss my ass and stayed home partying with my pooch. My cell phone isn't working so I couldn't forward my calls; I'm constantly checking my home voicemail!

I think I'll have a nervous breakdown if I don't get it..

I got in this morning and found my desk moved. Fuckwad says it's supposed to increase my productivity. He doesn't realize that my productivity would be just fine if he wasn't a nasty, evil bastard. He could move my desk right in front of his...I'll still bullshit.

I'm supposed to be transcribing an audio tape, but the bitch that was talking was speaking so low and mumbling and whining and shit, and there's about 45 minutes of this. So of course it's going to take some time to do it. I've had the tape for about a week, but transcribing isn't all that I do. So of course Fuckwad thinks I'm not doing shit because I didn't finish transcribing the tape. So he moves my desk at an angle where he's able to peak his head out and see on my computer what I'm doing. So instead of facing the door with windows, I'm facing a wall.

I had a job interview last Friday at 6PM. The proposed job was right in line with what I've always wanted to do anyway (but got stuck in the admin bullshit), so I'm VERY happy. I think they're considering me...they asked what my salary range was. They also said that they'd get back to me by this coming up Friday. I'm on fuckin pins and needles, folks! If I get this job, not only will it be right in line with what I went to college for, but (and this is more important) I'll be getting far away from that nasty, evil Fuckwad of a boss!

For those of you who read my post about Fuckwad making me re-do my timesheet because I came in early, you might appreciate this little tickle. At the interview, the interviewer was asking about if I had problems working certain hours (basic 9-5, with a little overtime, like 6PM). I said, "No Problem." So he went into stating that everyone is usually there by 9AM, even *EARLIER* at times. I almost started laughing! I thought about that ungrateful Fuckwad who shreaded up my timesheet over 15 bullshit minutes before 9, and here at this company, coming in before 9 is actually APPRECIATED!!! I almost choked on internal laughter!

You know, some days I'm really not in the mood to bitch about my job. But then that kumkwat of a boss will say something or do something that will negate my entire mood...

Fuckwad wants me to print out my hours for last week. No problem. Printed them out on his printer and kept going on about my day. About a minute later, Fuckwad gets into a tizzy...

FW: "You have to redo your time sheet."
Me: "Why?"
FW: "You're not supposed to come in before 9:00 unless I tell you to. You have two days here when you came in at 8:45. Don't come in until I tell you to."
*sound of paper shredding in the shredder*

Hey guys! Help me!!! I'm in this bullshit job, but the keyword here is *job* at this point. My cocksucker of a boss doesn't give me paid sick days, personal days, holidays or vacation days. Whatever days I'm off, I just lose the money. And the money I make doesn't even hardly cover my living expenses (my dog and I have been sharing a box of Cheerios!) My boss is an ass. He's the type of person who will throw things back in your face over and over again, cut hours on a whim, and he ALWAYS lets you know who's the boss and who's the employee. It's only the two of us in the office.

So of course, I'm in the process of finding another job. But here's the deal. I know that he will start looking for another person as soon as he finds out I'm seeking other employment. And he will have me train that other person, then he'll fire me, and I just can't afford to be out of work for ZERO amount of time right now (because asswipe doesn't pay any money, so I can't save money!) I can't even take ONE DAY off of work because the money I lose will hurt me when it's time to pay bills!

So I'm sitting here the day before Thanksgiving because my boss is a cocksucker. First he tells me on Monday that he's not going to be here on Wednesday because he's going out of state to a funeral. So I tell my dad that he cam come pick me up to go to Virginia at anytime because my boss isn't going to be here. My dad tells me he's not going to come get me until Wednesday night. So I decide that I'll still come in just for a few hours and leave at 12 Noon.

Then the cocksucker boss tells me on Tuesday that he's not sure if he's going because of the "backlog of work." [Mind you-I hear him talking on the phone with family and friends, he comes in an hour late every day and takes 2-hour lunch breaks (probably to go home to jack off-he lives 7 minutes away). If there is a backlog, it's because he doesn't do shit!] Then Mr. Cocksucker tells me on Tuesday night that he'll definitely be in on Wednesday. I already told him I was going to come in anyway, but JUST FOR A LITTLE WHILE (I get paid hourly).

Just like we learned a word a day in school, we can learn an international cuss word a day for work! Like: Yet Mang = "Fuck You" in Thai!