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Worst Manager Ever
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Below a letter from a manager asking for advice:
I manage a team, and part of their jobs is to provide customer support over the phone. Due to a new product launch, we are expected to provide service outside of our normal hours for a time. This includes some of my team coming in on a day our office is normally closed (based on lowest seniority because no one volunteered).
One employee asked to come in two hours after the start time due to her college graduation ceremony being that same day (she was taking night classes part-time in order to earn her degree). I was unable to grant her request because she was the employee with the lowest seniority and we need coverage for that day. I said that if she could find someone to replace her for those two hours, she could start later. She asked her coworkers, but no one was willing to come in on their day off. After she asked around, some people who were not scheduled for the overtime did switch shifts with other people (but not her) and volunteered to take on overtime from others who were scheduled, but these people are friends outside of work, and as long as there is coverage I don’t interfere if people want to give or take overtime of their own accord. (Caveat: I did intervene and switch one person’s end time because they had concert tickets that they had already paid for, but this was a special circumstance because there was cost involved.)
I told this team member that she could not start two hours late and that she would have to skip the ceremony. An hour later, she handed me her work ID and a list of all the times she had worked late/come in early/worked overtime for each and every one of her coworkers. Then she quit on the spot.
I’m a bit upset because she was my best employee by far. Her work was excellent, she never missed a day of work in the six years she worked here, and she was my go-to person for weekends and holidays.
Even though she doesn’t work here any longer, I want to reach out and tell her that quitting without notice because she didn’t get her way isn’t exactly professional. I only want to do this because she was an otherwise great employee, and I don’t want her to derail her career by doing this again and thinking it is okay. She was raised in a few dozen different foster homes and has no living family. She was homeless for a bit after she turned 18 and besides us she doesn’t have anyone in her life that has ever had professional employment. This is the only job she has had. Since she’s never had anyone to teach her professional norms, I want to help her so she doesn’t make the same mistake again. What do you think is the best way for me to do this?
No shit. Believe it or not, I've worked for a lot worse - not just in Restaurants. In "Professional" cable/internet and tech services companies in Calgary. And, yeah, it's pretty fucking sad that people like this can "work" their way into places of authority.
In the days of Anarchy we'll run them to the ground with hounds...
Response: Some of the commentators seem to feel that this is faked. To which I'd suggest...get a job. No, really, it's like this. No, I lie, it's not like this at all, it's generally a hell of a lot worse...
If all else fails ...
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I can always move to Poland and become a magician. Hell, I'd be a full-on Wizard there...
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What's heartbreaking about this is the magician was the only one to touch and handle the props, and he "Mixed Up" the bags himself. I'm thinking he had a grudge against the TV host. I've seen this trick done successfully many times in far more interesting and challenging ways.
Hodge Podge
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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A hodge podge of dreams that made little sense...
I'm standing at a center at the base of Mt. Shasta, it's early, I'm here with m y daughter to climb it. There's some sort of stairway to the top, like for Mt. Fuji or Kilimanjaro, and a couple of old men are coming down out of the mist, crankily discussing the problems with the new generation.
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In an old old house, trying to clean things up for the people that live there, I'm getting disgusted, there are little frogs, leopard and rain-forest bright red poison dart frogs hopping around limply on the carpet, looking for their terrarium, water, something to eat, and I'm offended with all this abuse and am going to leave when the bosses nephew shows up and tells me he has their container, a 4 sided chamber with round compartments for each of the animals...
...Now a door, into the terrarium, I open it and inside I see a bear with 4 stuffed toy wolf pups, on leashes, there's the real wolf pup on the ground by the center and I see that it's been half eaten by the bear and I understand that the bear would eat anything that wasn't his, the restaurant owner's in the room, in a temper, and he's leaving, heading for the door with the bear, I close it and make my escape, down flights of stairs, deeper into the house, deliberately choosing a non-obvious route for my flight, looking for an exit, I'm leaving...
Inappropriate
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In the mood for a burrito and so I head down to my favorite fast food franchise...
The employee/burrito assembler, I know him, recognize him from the Gay Bar, we've chatted, he's flaming but nice...
It's a quiet night and so he's a little more engaging than usual. It's his second last night, he's taking a month off, renewing his work permit, he tells me he's Indian (East, obviously), he's surprised I didn't guess, (flaming has it's own accent that obliterates all others), I didn't, courtesy really, didn't want to speculate and as I was ordering a burrito I was kinda hoping he was Mexican...
"I haven't seen you forever...last time you were with that cute man..."
"My Son" I say...
"Really? Is he single?..."
"He is, but you know, I think he's straight..." I say the last apologetically, like I raised him wrong and have to live out a lifetime of disappointment, a lot of people think "straight" means "homophobic" but that isn't the case with us, still,...
He continues..."I thought he was your lover. Well. You know, I've slept with 23 Men and 19 of them said they were straight....I'm pretty sure I could convert him..." This is followed with an invitation to go on a date, how will we keep in touch, and I'm thinking we're keeping in touch just fine and if he's not here then I'll run into him at McDonalds or Wendy's or wherever, or not at all, and I profess to being a Luddite, no phone, email, facebook, and he kinda gets the hint, I'm saved by the arrival of other customers, and I'm thinking that maybe I've gotten a little too liberal...
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