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rogue
Cob: Most of my coworkers. I don't know what it is this week but OMG are they ever getting on my nerves. Especially the guy who never stops eating (seriously, I don't get it! I don't know how it's possible! No wonder he's overweight. And I know this shouldn't bother me but holy lawd does it ever!) and the girl who can't ever do anything for herself, ever. Ever! I don't get it. Like yesterday she asked me where the extra magazines that we publish are because she needs to bring some to this huge event we're having today, and I told her where they are (like I tell her every time she has these events, sometimes more than two a month). She opens the cabinet by my desk, takes one look inside and says "I can't find them, can you just look?" I look at her and say "They're right there!" pointing it out kind of angrily, and I don't care. She's constantly asking me to do her work and I'm sick of it. "Office assistant" does not equal "here to do your job cause you're too lazy/stupid to do it!" Bargh!

Cob: I love my best friend to pieces, but sometimes I want to punch her. Not literally. But I'm so tired of her having the awesome life - makes awesome money, has a great boyfriend, takes two or more trips a year to foreign countries all over the world just because she wants to/can, and is now buying a brand new car. When is my life going to start being awesome? *sigh*
xexyz
QUOTE(rogue @ Dec 9 2009, 05:58 AM) *
[font=Arial]Cob: She opens the cabinet by my desk, takes one look inside and says "I can't find them, can you just look?" I look at her and say "They're right there!" pointing it out kind of angrily, and I don't care. She's constantly asking me to do her work and I'm sick of it. "Office assistant" does not equal "here to do your job cause you're too lazy/stupid to do it!" Bargh!


Ugh, I hate this this. I'm the IT manager for my company which in most peoples' eyes equals "knows everything about anything that plugs into the wall or uses electricity." What's even worse though is that we have a lot of staff here who have no problem using facebook/myspace, streaming music from Pandora, or playing games online, but when it comes to using computer software to actually do their fucking jobs they feign ignorance and act all intimidated by the scary computer. And because I work in an industry that's been very resistant integrating computers into workflows these people get away with it, and I have to field calls from angry supervisors complaining that some computer or another isn't working. No, there's nothing wrong with the computer, your employee is simply a lazy sack of shit that doesn't want to do their work. mad.gif
doodlebug
COBS, COBS, glorious COBS!!!! Frick, I'm mad as all hell!

So.........my co-worker and I talked to our boss this morning about our lazy co-worker. The boss downplayed it a bit, but promised to deal with things. Which she sort of will, but not really, because she doesn't believe in discipline, but "postive reinforcement." Which doesn't actually work on 50-year old women who are really 13 year old girls in terms of emotional maturity.

It so happened that my lazy co-worker slept in this morning, again. Arrived an hour late. Then after ONE HOUR at work, at the moment the mail (which is the pinnacle of our work day here) arrived, she decides to go out for a coffee break. (This is the co-worker who takes about 6 breaks a day, and only 2 of them are "official.") So I fucking called her on it. "Are you going out for a break?" I asked incredulously, in front of, well, the entire office. She said, "Yes." I said, "You've been here an HOUR, and the mail's here." And she said nothing, got all pissy looking, and came back inside, slammed the office door to hang her coat on its back, and pouted like....honestly, did I say like a 13 year old? Her stupid doughy face looked exactly like that of a mutinous, spoiled toddler!

And then are boss came in and tried to smooth things over, but it was wink-wink at me and telling my lazy co-worker that we need to all start communicating better. And then the boss sent her out for her damned break.

I hate people who act like fucking victims all the time. Victims of other people, victims of the world.....fuck that shit. You are only a victim if you choose to be one.
hellotampon
I hate hate hate cars! They're such a huge waste of money. It's been one thing after another lately with my piece of shit car and of course it's right around the holidays so I have no money left to do any Christmas shopping. I'd say at least once a week I practically break down in frustration. I would love to move to a city where walking and public transit are viable options. But of course I can't afford that; the only reason I can afford my apartment now is because it's not up to code and should probably be condemned. So I'm trapped in this hole indefinitely. I should have just went to college right after high school and took out loans because that's what I'm going to have to do anyway. Now at this rate I will probably never finish school.
deschatsrouge
((((Hellotampon))))
doodlebug
I hate my co-worker. I've tried everything to make her feel more a part of the team. I've tried love and compassion, acceptance and inclusion.....I've even visited her garden and brought her pots of homemade jam. The boss is wrong. It's got nothing to do with whether or not she feels part of the group. She's just a lazy jerk who thinks the world owes her something and expects everyone else to pick up the slack.

It's 11 AM and she's taken 2 full-length breaks already.
auralpoison
The word "nude". I wanted a new pair of neutral suede pumps for NYE, I found them, but they are "nude". Meaning they are an off white colour. That is not "nude". Nothing that is ever "nude" is the same colour as my (Or anybody, really) being nude. "Nude" for me is a pale cafe aulait, not the same nondescript, inoffensive colour as the wallpaper in my dentist's office. My mother was fishbelly white (So white she had an undertone of blue), she could not wear "nude" pantyhose without looking ridiculous. My shoes are "nude", but "nude" for who?
doodlebug
"Nude" stockings and shoes remind me of the "flesh" coloured crayon that used to come in the Crayola box. Nevermind the racist aspect of it - exactly WHOSE flesh was EVER this colour? Nobody I ever saw in my life.

cob: it's fucking cold. Really fucking cold. Twenty-two below, according to the CBC when I was getting ready this morning. I wore six layers just to get to work today, and that doesn't count the hat, sheepskin mittens, and extra scarves.

cob: the smoking pit is right outside my office window, and I'm right in the middle of quitting smoking.

cob: another co-worker complaint, but seriously - how does it take her an extra 2 hours to do the same amount of work I did today? 30 orders each for data processing. I was done before lunch. She's still working on it at 3:30 and just took another coffee break. And I've still had time to piss around on BUST and FB - what does she DO all day??? And it especially pisses me off that she's been here for 15 years and I've been here for 1....it's not just that the rest of us get dumped with the workload, but that this idiot makes a helluva lot more money than I do, plus has a really sweet benefits package, solely based on seniority.

cob: did I mention how cold I am? And that I still have to walk home in this?
doodlebug
It's pretty ironic that what I come in here to complain about most often is my co-worker situation. But seriously....

cob: WHY the fuck to people accomodate immature, passive-aggressive behaviour from co-workers and employees? WHAT THE FUCK? Seriously, am I the only one who is sick and fucking tired of accomodating the bullshit coming out of this lady? No wonder she gets away with it. Everyone - including the boss - is afraid to call her on it because she'll fucking sulk and slam doors and call in sick and get even more passive-aggressive. God, I fucking hate this dysfunctional crap. I hate it. It's wrong and it's mindfuckingly stupid, AND it makes my whole fucking department look bad. I would have fired her ass a long fucking time ago.

There's a new job in the paper. I'm applying for it. I wasn't sure, I was going to try to stay on here. But now I'm sure.

Also, I'M NOT GOING TO FUCKING ACCOMODATE IT! I don't give a rat's ass how other people feel about "not letting things escalate" or whatever. LET THEM FUCKING ESCALATE! This passive-aggressive bullshit is totally a form of power and control - it's a form of abusing one's position and totally a form of crazymaking with everyone around her - and it needs to be stopped. Let it escalate, let fucking Security escort her out the door because they've escalated so bad. Let it happen. BRING IT ON.
rogue
((((doodle))))

I hate annoying/lazy/stupid coworkers too. I feel your pain. I hope things get better, though!
nickclick
(((doodle))) as an organized, deadline-conscious general do-gooder at work, i too hate picking up on lazy coworkers slack. but your sitch sounds totally ridic, especially if you're thinking of leaving. did you tell your boss - it's her or me? sounds like you have the upper hand. my friend did this. it took him months to get the courage but his boss sided with him and fired a lazy coworker that had been there for years and took her seniority for granted. he said his approach was respectful - no 'how could you keep this lazy sonofabitch on for so long?' kinda thing. and his boss even asked for his input when hiring a replacement.
doodlebug
Thanks for the empathy, ladies. nick, yeah, I've tried talking to the team leader. She kind of defends her on some things, pledges to talk to her about others, and then doesn't really deal with it properly (meaning: so that any real change happens). My team leader deals with things via positive reinforcement, when disciplinary action is what's really needed here. I was planning to document everything and go to our manager (who works in another town), but I'm starting to wonder what's the point. This woman has been here since her twenties, and she is 50 now. Nobody's going to do anything about her, if they haven't done it by now.

Which brings me to this morning's cob: she was a half hour late. Again. She was a half hour late yesterday too. And the boss says nothing.
doodlebug
I feel like I'm kind of owning this thread lately!

cob: why am I working on Christmas Eve? I know lots of people work on Christmas Eve. Christmas Day, even. But at the Lottery Corporation? Seriously? Honestly? Who cares if someone can't claim their big hoarded pile of scratch and wins until next Tuesday? I'm tired, and I want to go back to bed, wake up at noon, and eat bacon and eggs. I'll bet Mr. CEO Man is not working today.
doodlebug
Okay, not to be redundant, but.....why am I here at work? There is no one in accounting - surprise, they are all home with their families for Christmas Eve - so we here in Player Services can't even issue a fucking prize cheque until Tuesday anyway. Who plans this shit?

anti-cob: I'm very glad I made the decision to apply for another job.
hellotampon
*cough*Mad as hell work sucks thread *cough*
treehugger
heh-yeah, the work sucks thread doesn't get nearly enough action these days! smile.gif
auralpoison
People (in the tradition of Rachel Ray) that use ridiculous baby words when talking food. I like food that tastes good, not food that is "numnums" or "yummo".
candycane_girl
I agree so hard AP! I hate people who talk like little children. If you are of a certain age (ie. not a toddler) you should know how to speak properly.
humanist77
Living at a busy intersection on a major emergency route through the city-at least every 30 minutes there's an enormous onslaught of sirens and blaring horns at all hours of the day. Oh how I love being woken up by fire trucks at 6 a.m. Of course I feel bad for complaining cuz i know those sirens mean someone needs help. Just a very unpleasant and jarring noise :P
doodlebug
That crazy old bat downstairs. No seriously, that's what the building manager calls her. My downstairs neighbour is going senile. She bangs on the ceiling when we are doing "noisy" things like washing the dishes, making dinner, doing yoga, or walking around the apartment. Yesterday she complained to the landlord because I was changing the bag in the garbage can. She CRANKS her TV or stereo whenever she hears anything approaching the strains of music from my apartment - and let me state that my stereo system at this point consists of a Sony Discman hooked up to a pair of computer speakers. Honestly. And not only noise from my apartment, but noise of any kind from anyone. She is crazy as a loon and she is making me very, very, very angry. They can't evict her (yet), although because I've complained about her, they did send her a warning letter yesterday.
auralpoison
Some friends of mine had a loony downstairs old man. He was constantly lodging noise complaints against them, knocking on the ceiling & banging on their door. He couldn't ever make anything stick with the management, so he eventually took them to small claims court. And LOST. The judge laid the fuck into him for being an eccentric old coot that needed to get a hobby. Eventually my friends decided to move & the old guy was ecstatic. On their last day I was helping Joe pack up his last few things, it was a little before noon & old guy was at the door bitching because we were being too loud. I guess our bubble wrap was too loud. So we turned on the music after he left & rocked out the rest of the day.
doodlebug
If only Lady Catherine would come to my door. She's never spoken 2 words to me. She goes to the landlord over everything, and when that doesn't work, she resorts to banging on the ceiling or retaliatory noise. And it's not just me, she hates everybody. She complains about the caretaker's television. Daily. She can hear a pin drop in any apartment and complains about it. One time my neighbour rented a tent for his daughter's first birthday - she wouldn't let them put it up on the lawn anywhere she could see it. She is also quite racist toward him. She is disrespectful to everyone. Everyone. Caretaker, manager, neighbours....everyone.

Anyway, my landlord has told me to keep doing exactly what I'm doing and ignore her. Which is all well and good, but when she cranks her music on her huge stereo system, I can't hear any of my own on my crappy little one. And I can't write music with all that shit going on. We'll see if the letter from the management company works. Last night was actually pretty good. I hung some pictures (hammers and nails, oh my!) and she actually didn't retaliate.

The thing is, I've lived in my apartment for over 14 years. She's lived there about a year and a half. She was lucky when she first moved in, because I was working 2 jobs and trying to put a band together AND I started dating Soulman, so I was never home. Now my life is returning to normal and she's upset about it.

She drives a ginormous boat of an old car, wears a fake leopard coat and huge glasses, and even though she is 74, she insists on dying her hair a flat yellow blonde and scraping it back into a big black bow.
Babsalicious
The word Delish bugs me. Also Sammie (sandwich) and Hossie (hospital)



People on Facebook who do the copy, paste, repost thing. Ugh.
doodlebug
Oh, one more cob today. Tiger Woods. No. Not the man. The gossip. The jokes. Honestly, who cares? People cheat on their partners sometimes. What business is it of ours? I'm sick of it. I don't care a whit about Tiger Woods or his sex life or even his family life.

I suppose it's really the cult of celebrity that kills me. Or is it the cult of gossip? I hate that people gossip about celebrities like they are our friends and acquaintances. But I also hate that people gossip about other people's private lives, period. It's nothing but hurtful and spiteful. If my co-worker is having a series of affairs, or is alleged to be having a series of affairs, I don't want to hear about it. If Tiger Woods can't keep his pecker in his pants, I really don't want to hear about it either.
pollystyrene
I know, doodle- a magazine came into the office today for the waiting room (I think it was People) and Jennifer Aniston was on the cover and the headline was "5 Years After Brad" and I almost tossed it against the wall. I freely admit that I am guilty of following some celebrity gossip, but c'mon- why is this woman's life based around a guy who she broke up with (he broke up with her, Angelina broke them up...WHATEVER!) 5 years ago? Why does it matter and what business is it of ours? Why are people obsessed with this? Because she hasn't gotten married and adopted 12 kids like he has, which means she must be a shriveled, bitter, miserable spinster?
stargazer
OMG, polly. I was going to post the same cob today about the People magazine. It is sad that we still pity women who choose to be single AND child-free. I really get frustrated with how the media treats Jennifer Aniston. mad.gif
jsmith
I have slowly but surely come to detest the word "coed" as applied to female college students. Why? I'm not sure. I can't really put my finger on it. I keep thinking "pilot vs copilot" or "producer vs coproducer." One is considered secondary to the other, so any time I hear a female college student referred to as a "coed" my blood starts boiling.
doodlebug
When did people stop standing up to give their seats to seniors and disabled people and pregnant women on the public bus? When did this happen? I can't remember the last time I saw someone under 30 give up their seat for someone who really needed it. When exactly did parents stop teaching their children this little bit of ettiquette and respect for people who probably have a much harder time standing and hanging onto the rail on a giant, moving vehicle than these big, strapping, healthy kids?

Sorry to anyone who thinks they have the right to sit when they are perfectly healthy, but this lack of concern for others is rude, and disrespectful, and also really self-centred and bratty.
AbleDanger
QUOTE(jsmith @ Jan 26 2010, 08:23 PM) *
I have slowly but surely come to detest the word "coed" as applied to female college students. Why? I'm not sure. I can't really put my finger on it. I keep thinking "pilot vs copilot" or "producer vs coproducer." One is considered secondary to the other, so any time I hear a female college student referred to as a "coed" my blood starts boiling.


For me, it boils my blood because co-ed describes something as being both genders - ie. coed schools, dorms, etc. and as it's not applied to men, and only women, then the presumption is that the addition of women is secondary. It is assumed that men are already there, and when things are turned 'coed', women are included. The term seems very antiquated and like it's stating that girls are "other" and optional.

doodlebug
Oh for fuck's sake.

So I posted this event on Crackbook. I'm hosting a Girljam. Why? Because I live in a community where almost ZERO bands have women in them. I can count on one hand the number. When these bands do have women members, these women do not get the oppportunity to play instruments. Rather, they are relegated to the "feminine" role of singing. There are many female musicians in this town, but they do not get the opportunity to play. I am hoping to provide them with that opportunity, and to hook up with other women interested in putting an all-female act together. My own experience with audiences has shown me there is a huge untapped market for an all-female act covering women artists in my community, and yes, I am interested in making money and building a career doing what I love.

So no, I didn't write all that in the event listing. Why should I explain myself?

But immediately after I posted I was having a women-only jam, this idiot from Wales posts, "I see sexism is alive and well in BC." Then I posted, "I see privilege is alive and still invisible to those who have it." But then I deleted both posts. ("Don't argue on teh internets.") And I was trying to send him PM to explain myself, but it wouldn't go - I figure the universe set that up somehow. Just don't fucking apologize or explain or anything else, right? It was a kneejerk comment from someone who is annoyed at being excluded because of gender. I can't imagine what that feels like, can you?

JEEBUS FUCKING CHRIST, now I have to protect my career as a MUSICIAN from backlash too? A mere forty-five minutes out of the gate, no less?

What Would Joan Jett Do?
nickclick
JJ would ROCK and so will you!
auralpoison
My mantra as of late has been fuck 'em. Fuck 'em right in the ear! Tear the roof off the sucka & jam to your heart's content. And fuck 'em in the ear.
stargazer
doodlebug, that's great to read that you are working on building a supportive community for female musicians. I've noticed that whenever the potential for the male to not be recognized leads to some immature behavior/acting out to be recognized. I remember I went to this presentation about relationships between mothers and daughters. Some dude stood up and asked "What about the relationship between sons and mothers? Did you study that?" Uh, dude, the presentation is about mothers and daughters. rolleyes.gif I guess their egos have a tough time putting themselves aside to let women have their own thing, no matter what the field is.
missladyj
When you come to a listserve and ask for help, then I send you some shit that would be helpful . The polite thing to do would be to email me back and FUCKING SAY THANK YOU!!!
stargazer
Cob: Passive aggressive behavior
doodlebug
Oh my fucking Maude.

There's a fetus feet rubber stamp. Like the pin. Only a rubber stamp. Of little tiny feet.

I discovered it today while processing the LOTTERY SUBSCRIPTION it arrived on.

So, let me get this straight.

Gambling regularly, good.

Right to choose, bad.

Okie-dokie then.
doodlebug
cob: mandatory Olympic fever, or fervour? Mandated by my employer/Olympic sponsor. Bah. All I can think about is all the government cutbacks to programs for the poor, the homeless, the mentally ill, women, seniors, children, etc., not to mention all the school closures and hospital bed closures making this event possible.

Rah.
coffeebean
agreed star...passive aggressive behaviour is a major beef for me as well.

cob: over the past two years I have made a concerted effort to view life through a more positive lens. Since then, another one of my cobs is when people seem to always be *looking* for something to be wrong. Almost as if they believe that it is not okay to be drama-free. Half of the time I think that they go around looking for/making their own drama just so they can gripe about it later! Gah!
doodlebug
cob: the Bust search won't allow three letter words, and so I can NEVER find the Sin Bin.
hellotampon
Having a UTI and my period at the same time. AND.... a yeast infection. On my neck! wtf.
stargazer
Get well soon, hellotampon!
doodlebug
cob: having to listen to my co-workers' homophobic rantings about and ridiculing of male figure skaters.
doodlebug
And then, after dealing with my co-workers' white privileged racisms, one of them says, "I don't understand why everything in here has to turn into a debate."

Um, because you are racist and homophobic. And no, I ain't gonna sit here and listen to your ignorant crap without calling you on it. Duh.
anarch
cob from last week, but it's still bugging me: NPR show about people going from "riches to rags," starting off with an interview with a woman who had everything invested with Madoff. Then they invited people to call in with their stories and some guy's "riches to rags" story is that due to the recession, he's had to budget since last year.

You're not anywhere near "rags," you entitled ass.
doodlebug
cob: vajazzling. This is a really, really good example of everything wrong with Western culture.

cob: stupid leg cramps keeping me up all night so that Cowboy Coffee's darkest, largest dark roast to go hasn't even done the trick. Note to self: don't slack on your water consumption.
culturehandy
Cob: The woman who sits next to me. She chews loud, acts like she knows everything, her laugh sounds fake, she's nosy, she listens to bad music just loud enough to be irritating.

I may as well admit that I really don't like her.
AbleDanger
Nightmares. With snakes leaping for your face.

AbleDanger
anti cob: google:

Snake Bites

When one is bitten by a snake in a dream, this often actually points to overcoming a situation that appeared dire. The a snake bit dream may point to learning to overcome a situation and regain your power in life. Snake bites can be viewed as in injection of wisdom, rather than life threatening venom.

from BellaOnline.com

Guess I'm overcoming obstacles. Still, stupid ass dream isn't letting me sleep. Though it's 4:20am now, which I can't help at giggle about.
doodlebug
cob: chatterboxes in the morning. Especially Monday morning. OMG, STFU. STFU!!!!!! You are inane. You are talking about lottery games and celebrities and shopping for bagels and Swiffer cloths and the progress of your pet kittens' disciplinary program. STOP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR ASININE CONVERSATIONS WITH YOURSELF, and they are with yourself, because if you hadn't noticed, I'M NOT PARTICIPATING. Oh, you hadn't noticed? Well, that's because you're an idiot who talks before thinking. If you were a thinking person, you would have some recognition, some awareness, that you are basically talking to yourself, because the only thing running through my head is "STFU OR I'M GOING TO KILL YOU."
dusty
QUOTE(doodlebug @ Mar 15 2010, 09:33 AM) *
cob: chatterboxes in the morning. Especially Monday morning. OMG, STFU. STFU!!!!!! You are inane. You are talking about lottery games and celebrities and shopping for bagels and Swiffer cloths and the progress of your pet kittens' disciplinary program. STOP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR ASININE CONVERSATIONS WITH YOURSELF, and they are with yourself, because if you hadn't noticed, I'M NOT PARTICIPATING. Oh, you hadn't noticed? Well, that's because you're an idiot who talks before thinking. If you were a thinking person, you would have some recognition, some awareness, that you are basically talking to yourself, because the only thing running through my head is "STFU OR I'M GOING TO KILL YOU."


Hee, I really really hope this is someone you work with and not someone you spent the night with, Doodle.
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