RL Anger
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When someone tries to call being transphobic/homophobic a 'preference', and pretends to not understand that calling a transwoman a man is wrong.
And THEN people defend this person, because they're from a super rural area, etc etc.
If you spend time on social media, you fucking know better.
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@ganymede I feel that a lot. My team only supports technical issues internally; we do not get in front of customers.
Every other team: "Can you be on a call with me in front of a customer?"
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My solution to people who absolutely refuse to email me their questions or arguments is to take the call and to respond to almost every thing they bring up with "I'll check into that and get back to you." Once I've crushed their spirit by wasting their time, I round out the call with, "To make sure that I don't forget this conversation or miss one of the things you asked, could you send me an email with everything you brought up?"
It tends to do an effective job of driving the damned point home.
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@ominous In a past life, I got a management-level person to make it official policy that all official interactions with my team had to be conducted via email, for security and auditing purposes.
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Extremely vivid and detailed nightmares about being fired from my job, interfering with my sleep prior to a difficult day onsite at my job. Thanks, brain.
I mean, I can see the logic, but fuck you very much, brain.
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What they say: "You should stay open until 11 on Fridays, you're leaving money on the table!"
What I say: " Cash or card?"
What I don't say: "You should go FUCK YOURSELF YOU FUCKING ENTITLED-" -
@insomniac7809 said in RL Anger:
What they say: "You should stay open until 11 on Fridays, you're leaving money on the table!"
What I say: " Cash or card?"
What I don't say: "You should go FUCK YOURSELF YOU FUCKING ENTITLED-"That's the worst.
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And we wonder why people don't want to go back to certain jobs....
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Black Friday.
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@horrorhound said in RL Anger:
Black Friday.
Does it count if the customer is too flustered by the goings-on to notice, though?
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I've been working 14 hour days since Wednesday. I'm also working as much overtime as is physically and mentally possible for me.
For the next three weeks. I'm allowing myself Mondays off as is required by labor laws(one day a week).
Why might you ask? Because saving up for a wedding sucks. And because Covid numbers have skyrocketed since school started back up and most schools don't know how to fucking file paperwork needed to properly create an order to allow their students samples to be tested at all. Which is a commentary in the education system.
I'm angry, tired, and so very very frustrated. At both the situation and the fact that I force myself to drag myself off my perfectly comfortable bed and dive into it when I have no sane reason to do other than that weekend and OT pay.
Two more weeks to go.
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I was gonna put this in peeves, but -- I'm angry. Like, really super angry, the more I think about it.
My bank kind of fucked me. Most banks, if you have overnight transactions, will process deposits before debits. Because that tends to be the natural thing to do.
Apparently, not my bank. I scheduled some bills to get paid today. And they did. Four of them. But the bank processed these before they processed my paycheck.
And now, due to the order in which they processed this shit, I have almost two hundred dollars in overdraft fees. Which the bank refuses to cover, even though they are due in their entirety to the order of processing. That the bank decided on.
I can normally eat an overdraft fee. It'll hurt. But I usually have some flexibility there.
But I work for the government in a 'fiscally conservative' red state. Which means that I get paid significantly less than my private-sector counterparts. To the tune of five figures. I can't just absorb $200 in fucking fees like it's nothing, especially after putting stuff off for almost two weeks in an effort to avoid overdraft fees in the first place.
So now, I get to play the fun adult game of 'do I have enough food to last for two weeks if I skip groceries, and can I absorb yet another overdraft fee for the fucking rent that this bank has eaten into the funds for, and can the brake pads I was planning on changing this week make it another two weeks? Do I ask my friends for help when my life is completely unpredictable and I cannot promise I can repay it on a set schedule? Do I reach out to family and hope against all hope that they don't try the same manipulative psychological bullshit that caused me to shut them out in the first place?'
I hate this feeling.