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When a job promotion opened up at my workplace and I filled in as acting-whatever for that same position—for the same pay with more work—and my boss took their sweet time with the hiring process, the job was given to a replica of its previous incompetent occupant. The irony is I'll end up training this person with my same benefits-less hourly wage, while they stumble through the learning process with their cozy salary in tow. Happy new year to me. — Filled In For What?
To the tattletale at work, why must you find it so important to tell on mistakes everyone makes to the boss? You are not a supervisor, your title is the same as us. You must enjoy the power of feeling superior to everyone, even though it's not in your job description. Step down off your high horse and join the rest of us common folk, and instead of ratting us out, join us in our mistakes, and laugh at those above us. —You Haven’t Caught My Mistakes Yet
Family day is coming...but I don't get paid for it. It is a provincial holiday and even though I've lived in this province all my life, and my employer was founded in this province, they don't have to pay me. And therefore they won't pay me
Why? It is some lame-ass excuse that they are federally regulated. And a lame ass excuse that will always be. I'm not some trades worker that flies around the country grabbing up every provincial holiday that is available.
I'm just an office worker. I work the same place every day of the year —Just Call Me Nova Scotia But Don’t Pay Me Nova Scotia
I seem to work with a bunch of people who are amused by complaining but never doing anything about it. These same people think its also fun to poke fun at previous employees from years ago...how boring is your life you have nothing better to talk about. Come on, let it go, do something with yourself! —Glad To Be Gone Soon
You all think you're hot shit eh? Boasting that you work for such a large company—yet you are so rude to the staff that actually handles the calls. It's no wonder the company you ACTUALLY work for is constantly begging for new employees on Facebook and offering
huge incentives and hire-bonuses. It's because they can't keep anybody! They can't keep staff because you make it miserable to work there with your condescending, rude, shitty attitudes. The supervisors are like this too but management is inept and HR is useless—how many of the male supervisors/second tier supervisors/trainers have to be creeps for you to take notice? Oh yeah and everyone is well aware of your “list” of people that you all have agreed that you don't like personally and hence refrain from giving adequate help to these individuals if they encounter an issue on a call. Real professional of you clowns. Get it—you are scum and the people you “supervise” by a wide margin are well-educated people, most of them with degrees, most of them with a higher level education than your silly asses. Can't wait to see this office fail because of you. You might even get to be supervisor at A&W next. –Feelin’ Blue
Doesn't life just blow your mind sometimes? Like really, the mid section of life 25-55 you'd think would be your most enjoyable! You get to make your own decisions as an adult, generally healthy—maybe marriage/kids/home-buying—EXCITING TIMES. But why do I find myself envious of my recently retired parents? Or my 2-year-old nephew? Because I’m just beginning the next 25 years of my life: WORK, WORK, WORK. Mind you, I have great pay, great benefits, a respectable position, never working over 40 hours a week but OMG I feel like it’s my whole life! Like waiting for that two-day break a week, suffering through a bittersweet Sunday. It doesn't seem right when I value time with friends and family—being active and outdoors MORE than money, does it?
I know everyone does it and they always will, but this 8-4 Monday-Friday for the next 25 years is altering my mood. I need to separate form society and farm some potatoes. —Get Me Outta Here!
We have the same job title and duties but you earn more than I do. Your 40 years in the workforce is worth more than my experience. Except you speak only one language, can't answer the phone or answer an email. Stop expecting me to do your work. —Retire already
I'm so sick and tired of lazy coworkers. I seem to always be doing everyone's job, and get stuck with the sh*tty late shifts. You and the managers have a "clique" in the work place and always running around socializing. Also, to one of you, STOP dating employees that are below your ranks! Do your job and you should feel lucky to have one in this province. —I'm doing FINE. Fed up, Insecure, Neurotic, Emotional.
I worked for three women managers and I have never seen such back stabbing name calling that you would not expect from seemingly nice women. The inappropriate behaviour by these so called ladies went as far as to tell all the staff they were going to fire me when a group approached me at our annual Christmas party. I watched as they sucked up to the male staff and treated the woman like competition at a beauty pageant. They were never at work and covered for each other so they could take extra vacations. You three are a disgrace to other woman that want to work but it is made difficult by she devils like yourselves. Corporate office is watching you! —Not Fake and definitely NOT FICKLE!