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Ever had a job that you eventually grew to hate?
I have one right now.

When I first started there in 2004, it was a local company called Access Direct and it was a fun and enjoyable place to work.
It's a telemarketing and customer service center and I do sales verifications for big companies like Wells Fargo, DirecTv, Vonage, Macy's and Bloomingdales etc...
I have to listen to these calls and make sure they adhere to company and client guidelines.

They were pretty laid back when it was Access Direct, but not so much that you didn't take your work seriously.
It struck a magical balance between being fun but also proffesional.
You could dress in casual clothes and everyone there usually had a smile on their face.
For the first time in years, I was in a job I actually enjoyed.

Then the new company took over.
(I won't reveal the company's actual name)

It's a Florida based company that bought out Access Direct in January 2005.
For most of that year, the new company was still setting up everything and their presence was not really felt.
That all changed beginning in 2006.

Ever seen the movie Office Space?
Where I work is WORSE than the fictional company Initech.

First, they began by changing the dress code.
We went from wearing casual dress to business-casual clothes.
I had to go out and spend over $200 for new shirts and pants.
Then on Wednesdays and Fridays, they started charging us a dollar if we wanted to dress down.
That may not sound like much, but if you figure the total for all of the employees, it adds up to a hefty sum each week.
They claim that this money goes to charity.

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Next, they instituted a policy where nobody can have anything on their desks.
No pictures of friends or family, no small plants or flowers...nothing.
Your cubicle must appear at all times as if no one sits there.
It's like they wanted to strip away our humanity.

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Then they got paranoid.
They became obsessed with the fact that spies from rival firms may come in and steal their "secrets".
Any documents, papers etc. must be locked up at all times when you're not at your desk.
I can understand why they're doing it, but it seemed to make the tension there rise even higher.

And they're a very "paper heavy" company.
Remember the TPS reports and other mundane useless paperwork in Office Space?
It's just like that at my job.
We're constantly getting memos and other stupid papers put on our desks.
If they'd just take the time to create a simple intranet, we could ditch the paperwork and get all the info on our computer screens.
It could save them quite a bit of money...and a few hundred trees.

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Then the management became worse.
My boss became difficult to work around.
She would switch moods at the drop of a hat.  One minute she's nice.  The next, she's vicious and mean.
I swear, if she went to a psychiatrist, she'd be diagnosed with bi-polar disorder.
Then other times she'd be really spacy and seemed off in another dimension.

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There's also the problem of the heat in our part of the building.
We work in a pretty big room and recently, they moved the Citibank TSR's over to our side.
There are a lot of people there throughout the day and by the time I come in at 6pm, the temperature there has risen to an average of 80-85 degrees!
Now imagine verifying sales in 80+ degree heat while dressed in business-casual clothing.
The heat is stifling and suffocating.
I have a fan at my desk but all it does is blow the hot air right back onto me and does little to help.
Several of us have complained to the management but they give us the runaround and claim they have no control over the thermostat, which has a lock box over it and happens to be ten feet from the boss's office.

And about those Citibank TSR's...
As verifiers, we work non-stop from the moment we sit down to the moment we get up and punch out.
We're not even allowed to speak to anyone sitting near us.
If we do, we're immediately given a dressing down by the boss.

The TSR's have it easy.  When they're not on a call, they laugh and goof around and generally look like they're having fun. 
Having to sit there and watch them enjoy their jobs while we work like slaves is very depressing.

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And finally I come to the new policy implemented just yesterday.
Since I started work there, we've always gotten a 10 minute break every two hours.  That's the way it's been for years.
Their new policy is now you have to "earn" your breaks.
Yes, you read correctly.
We have to earn them.

The memo I received basically said,
"...company objective that states 4.2% of an employee's staff time should be allocated for paid break time..."
It goes on to say,
"Your paid break time will be awarded based on the amount of hours that you are scheduled daily.  You will earn 5 minutes for each whole 2 hour increment of staff time."

At the very bottom it says,
"Please understand that our management team will be monitoring your performance to ensure adherence to this objective."

This is the straw that broke the camel's back.
I hate my job.   :bluesad:

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They came in and tightened the screws down on everything and everybody.
And what has it cost them?
It has cost them the happiness of their employees.
I can understand that they're running a business.  But implementing policies that seem designed to completely crush our spirits is bad and will only help to increase employee turnover.

Never before have I worked at a place where employee morale is so low.
All everyone talks about is how bad it sucks and how they want to find another job.
And now we have 5 minutes less on break to talk about it.


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Ever had a job that you hated?

I hate my job now, I won't go into details about it, since somebody I work with may be reading this.  I would LOVE to leave, but I'm "stuck" there b/c for a couple reasons.

1) I need more experience
2) Due to some health reasons I have to stay until I FULLY recover from what I am dealing with (That may be a while)

Egads man, that seriously sounds like the worst job on the planet.  It's just mind boggling the sort of idiocy that some companies can implement as policy.  I hope you're spending every free minute searching for a new job.

The worst job I ever had was working as a bookkeeper for a very small company, maybe 20 employees.  All day every day I was answering calls from irate bill collectors.  I'll never forget one guy, we owed him about $100, and after a year we paid him $50.  He called up, all P.O.'d, and asked me how long he would have to wait for the other $50.  "Probably another year?"  He said sarcastically.  And I'm sitting there thinking to myself, yup, probably.  Every other Friday, payday, I'd wait to take my afternoon break until I got my paycheck, then it was a mad dash to the bank the check was drawn on to cash it.  Only the first 1/2 of the paychecks could be cashed, the rest would have to wait until they put more money in their account.  You'd have to have been a fool to actually deposit one of those checks in your own account.  I remember many times standing in line at Target waiting to cash those checks as well.  They never seemed to get our account into their system, so I'd have to give them the same pile of information every single time, but it was worth it. 

But still, it was a fun place to work when I wasn't answering calls.  The atmosphere was as slack as can possibly be imagined, everybody was good friends with everybody else, and other than the little Daytona 500 to cash the paychecks, it was a great place.  Absolutely unbelievable that they never went bankrupt, but somehow they managed.  The guy who ran the place was in love with one of the (married) female employees, and she quickly made her way out of the shop and into his office, acting as his assistant or something.  Can't imagine what she did, well, I can imagine  :teddyr: but there couldn't possibly have been any sort of actual work to keep her busy.  I think they just talked all day.  I remember one evening the salesman for the company went in his office, and after he came out the smell of freshly smoked pot came wafting through the area.  Ah, the memories.

ASH- The DOL (Dept of Labor) requires you get so many breaks per day. If you do not you can file a complaint against your company.

With that, I'm glad I work for myself. I have a super-great boss.

I'm self employed also.  I find my boss to be a butt-hole much of the time.   :wink:

My boss rocks, if you need something down, just let him know then when you put a request in for it, he WILL make sure it gets down ASAP.

I love my benefits too, but we merged with another company and we switch to their benefits package, so I'm curious to see how our benefits turn out.  I'm also curious to see if our pay raises since our pay sucks.

I did some looking into this and here's what I discovered:

Q. What kind of breaks are required under Iowa law?

A. Iowa has no laws mandating breaks for adults. An employer does not
have to pay you for a break during which you are completely relieved of
your job duties. Your employer can require you to stay on the business
premises during your break. Only the following breaks are required:
1. Minors younger than 16 must be given a 30-minute break if they are
employed five hours or more each day.
2. All employees must be allowed toilet breaks when needed.
3. Workers covered by union contract who don’t receive contract promised
breaks should contact their union representative.
4. Truck drivers should contact the Iowa Department of Transportation
for regulations regarding breaks.
5. Certain other limited categories of workers, such as airline pilots, may
be entitled to mandatory breaks under applicable regulations. Check with the appropriate regulatory agency for such regulations.

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Apparently in the state of Iowa, employers don't have to give you breaks.
What a crock.

Every job I've worked since I was 16 has always given me a 10-15 minute break every 2-3 hours.
Now I get a 5 minute break every two hours.
Wow...5 whole minutes.  It almost isn't even worth it to take a break.

You should hear some of the talk around the workplace.
All the employees are really p**sed off about it.

I only hate my job when I had to actually talk or deal with all of the morons that I work with on 2nd shift.

A great day for me is when I can make it to my desk without being accosted by someone, getting a CD in the PC with my headphones on and get to working.

My job's great for me as I don't have to deal with the public at all.  I'm surprised that I lasted working retail as many years as I did that selling suits.

Well there are 49 other states, KY requires one 15 minute break every 4 hours. and one 30 break every 8 hours.

Most employers give two 15 minutes breaks and one 30 minute unpaid break per 8 hour shift.

My first job was at a print shop.
I'd learned to run an AB Dick 360 in high school, & figured it would be a great place to get started.
They started me out as an apprentice binder's assistant. I figured if did my best, they'd eventually let my touch one of the machines. Bad idea. I got so good, that it was making the binders look bad. So, they busted me down to janitor so that I'd always be busy, & the binders would be able to catch up with me.

I never did stop asking about getting a chance to operate one of the machines, but after a year & a half of this crap, they let me go, saying that what they really needed was somebody they could train to operate their AB Dick 360.

So, I guess already knowing how to operate one of those things was a disqualifier.

Every few week I'll write myself up and give myself a day off with pay to reflect, and decide if I really want to keep my job. After a little employer to employee counseling I'll decide to give myself another chance. Sadly I didn't really learn anything and then I'll have to fire myself, but then I'm faced with finding someone to take my job and since no one wants and only I applied for it, I'll have to hire myself back ... the paper work is a nightmare.

Ha!  That's awesome.  What do you do for a living?

I've had a lot of those jobs.  For a real long time I drifted trying to figure out what I wanted to do with myself and while I did my best to figure that out, I had to pay the bills with this job or that job.  I had a job between 2000 and 2004 that I loved for a real long time. 

I got in at 9ish, checked my email and then checked the forums.  Then I'd refresh my newsgroup headers and see if anything cool had been uploaded to alt.binaries.horror and if anything looked good, I'd download it and watch it.  Then I'd check the TV groups to see if any cool shows had gone up and if I saw anything there, I'd download it and watch it.  Then I'd hit the Simpsons group and download whatever episodes tickled my fancy and watch them.  I'd have lunch at some point, load up an emulator and play video games and in between all of this, I'd surf forums like Something Awful. Then I'd log out and go home.

This was fantastic until it started to go on and on for years.  Occasionally some work would come down the line and I'd actually break my routine of movie and tv piracy and do it, but the office moved from CD ROM delivery of materials to web-based delivery and had no idea how to do such a thing.  They relied on two entry level developers to steer them in the right direction and managed the workload and team horribly.  Matters didn't improve when the dot com crash happened and every one of our customers had the money sapped from their web presence budgets.  Because of this, my boss underwrote years of negative cash flow until she couldn't do it anymore and I was laid off.

At first, being paid to slack was a good time but after a while I realized that my career and skillset were spinning their wheels because of it.  After being laid off, four years as a professional developer with that company meant nothing because as the rest of the world was building databases and dynamic content based on those databases in a slick, XHTML compliant method with CSS, I was still building finnicky, complicated tables to deliver content that could have easily been done in a couple of hours with CSS rather than the days of f**king with table layouts.

I wound up having to go back to school to get back up to speed and now I have a job that I love with few exceptions.  I have some grouchy, needy clients that I support but I'm having a great time these days.  Going back to school and fighting my ass off for this job was the best thing I ever did to get a job that I didn't hate.

I worked at Lowe's.  For three years.  I started out on the loading dock.  I moved lumber, concrete, etc., off of poorly and unsafely stacked carts into customers' vehicles.  I never damaged anyone's vehicle but I did get yelled at a lot for getting concrete dust on someone's nice shiny truck bed.  Yes, a LOT of people get b***hy when hauling a load of concrete gets concrete dust on their truck.  Other people would scream at you for offering to help them load things.  Every now and then, a customer would try to jump on the forklift and use it.  For the most part, though, the loading dock was all right.  People were on the way out and were just interested in leaving, not being gaping a***oles.  Management didn't bother you that much.  It was painful in the winter, though.

Then ... then they moved me inside.  Inside with all the customers who WEREN'T on the way out and DEEPLY ENJOYED being gaping a***oles.  Inside, where management was on your ass for the entire shift.  Inside, where nothing was ever clean enough, the shelves weren't stocked enough, where nightstock didn't do anything besides drag pallettes into your aisles and leave them for YOU to stock.  Inside, where you always got called over to departments you didn't know anything about and got yelled at by customers and management for not being knowlegable about a department YOU DON'T WORK IN.  Inside, where you were always alone for the entire shift because management wanted to save on labor.  I swear some people came in for the sole purpose of abusing the employees, who they knew weren't allowed to fight back.  Once, some guy rammed my ankle with a lumber cart, then got in my face and started screaming at me about being in his way, and started shoving me.  I was in pretty dire staits and couldn't lose my job, so I had to take it.  It wasn't that bad all the time but it wasn't much better, either.

I began to drink heavily, about a liter or more of hard liquor a night.  Eventually, I was going through a few bottles of Everclear a week.  I binge ate and got up to 280 lbs.  I became addicted to painkillers and sleeping pills.  I was dying.

(Also, at this time, I was in a very bad, emotionally abusive relationship with a woman who was 100% user.  Anything the job, the booze, and the pills, didn't take, she did.)

Fortunately, I got out of there.  I got a better job that doesn't involve dealing with the public at all.  I got sober and quit taking pills.  I could afford to go the gym.  I began working on cars and going on bike rides again, which I enjoy.

Thank God.

I worked as a typesetter/graphic artist for 14 years. I still love the design aspect of the job, but the boredom mixed with stress finally got to me. I didn't have an issue with breaks like you do, Ash, but I did have my company depending on me (I was the only GA there), and we had several national accounts, at least one of which was really a full-time job all by itself, and only me to keep things going (I couldn't really ever take more than 2-3 days off at a time because I could never get caught up again upon my return). I was making just over half of what my wife made as a first-year teacher (yes, barely over half the salary of one of the worst-paid positions in the country). The pressure to get things done was constant, there was no reward for work accomplished other than a "Here's the next job. Get busy." The general company policy was strictly CYA-the blame game grew increasingly horrendous the longer I stayed. I stayed partially because of a loyalty to the owner (he was willing to give me a chance when I was unable to find employment anywhere). Then we were bought out when that owner decided to retire. The new owner lives in another city, and the vice president of the company began playing politics. I finally worked up the courage to leave when that crap started. I now make even less money being self-employed (I'm trying to build a business), but I'm much less stressed most of the time, and I'm finding I'm good at more things than I thought I was.

It's unfortunate that the trend these days is toward corporate conglomerates. Locally-owned businesses seem to be going the way of the dodo. I support the one-man operations all that I can, because conglomerates only encourage homogenization, and I hate a lack of variety.

You are the original piece o' work!  :bouncegiggle: :bouncegiggle: :bouncegiggle: :thumbup:

I am what many deem to be Satan, I'm a contractor.

And there are days when I hate my job. It's odd how someone who has never as so much as held a hammer all the sudden become a master carpenter soon as they hire you to build something. You have to be nice (difficult for me) and humor them while wanting to tell them to shut the %#&@ up and get off the build site.

i'd totally PAY a dollar to dress down. I have no option, i can't wear jeans.

My job started out bad, but got a whole lot better. When I started here i was on the assy. line and my boss was a total a-hole. Just as I was about to be booted out the door (for being 1 min. late I believe) my current boss came along and and demanded to have me in tech support. So now my job is fantastic. I wear whatever I feel like, breaks are whenever I get up and take em and my boss is pretty laid back. The only down sides to my job are:

a. I get made fun of by Americans for either my accent (cuz us Cannuks are hard to understand) or just the fact that I am in Canada eg. "Wow! You're in Canada? Why are you guys up there? My stuff is made THERE?!? I didn't think there was much up there!"

b. Occasionally getting sent out to some of the most annoying places on earth. I recently got sent so far north, thet I had to get there by plane, and seal meat was a major food group.

I hated my old job and most of the people I worked with, a big chunk of it was me (personal BS I've mentioned before), but the job sucked also and I had burned out years ago. I have a different job in the same department since the middle of this year, more responsiblity, better hours, get to interact with people I like more (mostly), more leeway on my hours, etc. I have bad days but they aren't earth shattering, just dealing with others' poor planning, mistakes or indifference to what effect they have on others.

OTOH: I have a uniform shirt I have to wear that I hate (I get to wear jeans, I'd actually like a job where I have to spruce up a bit more). I have to play more office politics and I'm low man on the totem pole so very little real say in things. I'm more efficient than my predecessor so I get impatient waiting on others to get things back to me. My desk is in the open so people don't treat it the same way they would if I had a real office or cubicle. The mornings are usually slow lately, then all the deliveries start right at lunch. I hate to take lunch early, since if I take it later it makes the latter part of the day seem to go faster, plus I feel like I've earned lunch then.

People in other departments think I'm this other guy's assistant (we will help each other out but that's informal and he's a good guy), I am his backup on some things when he's not there, but as he points out to them it's not my job to the things they ask me to do when they can't find him. His predecessor got many of them spoiled by doing things for them they should do themselves. And quite frankly the money could be better.

I'm in the middle of the dreaded busy season, and I'm bored by it. Not at all how I thought it would be. So I don't hate my current job, but I want more and am finally in a place to do something about it. I took this job as a step, so I don't plan to stay in it long enough to been to hate it.

I hear you Ash...though to a slightly smaller degree.

I started where I am working back in July of '98 and it was a fun place to work. Through the years, I moved up and was able to work my way to a machine operator and then off the floor into the spot as the CNC programmer...it was a great job and a great place to work. The money was good though raises didn't happen unless you were able to move up. Well...4 years later, I'm still a "programmer" but the job has changed....so have the owners. Well, they're still the same 3 people but they have changed. They have become so concerned with a dollar that they have lost what they once were.

They used to be decent guys but now they just do whatever they can to remove any fun or any reason to work at the place. It's a shame they can't see that bringing people down doesn't help the business at all as an unhappy employee is an unproductive one. The people in the shop keep getting kicked when they're down and the president of the company has an attitude that anyone can be replaced and he will do it with people from a temp agency. How is that supposed to make someone that's been there for a long time feel? That they can be replaced by someone who can't even read a tape measure?

My job has changed as I have said....I used to be able to do the creative end of programming and things would remain interesting....now...for the last year...basically, all I do is take electronic templates, clean them up, and tool them to be cut. These are for commercial and residential countertops...imagine the monotony...take one electronic rectangle drawing, place it on another rectangle drawing, turn it around, use another program to put tools on it...rinse, repeat...As if that's not bad enough, the owners also do things to cause it to be as bad as possible in such an environment.
It used to be no problem if I was on the internet on and off throughout the day as long as I got my work done...now...for the past year...I've been playing a game of cat and mouse with them where I will find a keylogger installed on my system and security settings changed...Sure...I could play by the new rules but it disgusts me and I won't just because, you know? I need something to break up my day or I will go insane. I also believe that they should come to me and tell me no internet rather than spy on me and act like nothing is going on.

A few other highlights of what's happened here in the past year...they decided to start listening to the shop snitch who once admitted to me that "he would do anything or step on anyone to get a seat in the front office"...this meant that they were making their shop business decisions based on what this kid was telling them in weekly meetings...all the while the kid was the biggest f**k up here. He would rob them blind, lie to them, and point out others faults and failures so he looked good. They wound up putting him and his friend in charge of the shop...that lasted 6 months until they ran it almost into the ground and we have been trying to recover from this.

While those 2 were in charge...they hired 2 of their friends. One was a stoner (which I have no problem with as long as you know when it's ok to do it) and the other was a psycho. He wound up breaking a window, wrecking the snack machine twice, and threatening 4 different people with bodily harm. The worst part about these 2 losers is that they were hired last December ('06) and in March they decided that they wanted more money (which we supposedly had none of)....they went to the owners and told them that they were going to quit unless they got more money. Rather than letting them go, they were given a raise...The raise that they got put them way above most people that had been here for years....and just a dollar less an hour than I am making after 10 years....you should have seen the turmoil this created. To say we have no money to give out but then give these worthless guys all kinds of money...we all started wondering what was going on. At any rate, they are gone now as one quit and the psycho finally got fired after they had enough of him.

Anyway...that is all just the minor things and it would take way too long to go into complete detail...and I've already spent more time than I thought I would when I decided to write a sentence or 2 to say I know what you're going through.

It's good to hear from you again, Odinn.   =)

Thanks Zap!

To be honest, I really don't have that many qualms about the job that I've been working at now for about 7 1/2 years.

I'm a data processor for a major insurance company and I don't have to deal with the public at all, I get to listen to CD's all night while I work, I have weekends off, the pay is great especially considering I don't have a college degree.

Yeah, there's stupid stuff that goes on here but since I'm listening to CD's all night and don't really talk to many people it just goes right past me without bothering me or getting me involved.

the only downside is that I work 2nd shift hours (3:30 to midnight Mon-Fri) which cuts down on having a normal social life pretty much but as I've gotten older I've been getting more easily annoyed by people so the lack of a normal social life isn't necessarily a bad thing.

I get to hang out with my true friends on the weekends anyway, usually on Saturday.

I don't have any plans on going anywhere as this is a good job and I'm due for another great raise at the moment in March.

Ah, you are beginning to see how us 40+ feel.

Yeah, I'm turning 33 this March so I can only imagine how I'll be by the time I'm 40.   :bouncegiggle:

People annoy me already and I'm only 22.  I can't imagine how I will end up hating people when I turn 40.

About 3 years ago I had a great job.  It was with an American based company here in Australia.  When I joined these guys, it was great.  They did the outsourcing work for a major bank's credit card services.  I got into that side of the banking business and I loved it.

I moved from job to job within the department learning everything and it was awesome.  My team leader was the best woman.  We were all friends and we socialised together after work at the pub and supported each other all the time.  Whatever Deb, the Team Leader wanted, she got and in spades.  There wasn't anything we wouldn't do for her.

The money was crap, but you could live on it (barely), but that didn't matter.

We moved buildings so that the whole company could be all together and my friendship base expanded.

Then the bank we did outsourcing for decided  they weren't getting the service they expected (which was true due to internal politics) and they decided to go elsewhere.  So our company decided to pull out all the stops in the hopes of keeping the bank's business.  We got a new team leader, Brooke, who was a completely feral b***h.  She was grossly fat and wore clothes 2 sizes too small for her but seemed to think she was a glamour.  She also had Barbie-everything.  Note pads, pens, post it notes, coffee mug, in trays, mouse pad, the lot. And this from a woman in her 30s.  She also used to brag about how many houses she owned and if she favoured you with her smile and help, you were the Chosen One.  Our team leader Deb got shunted sideways into the Call Centre.  When she could suffer the indignity no longer, she left the company.

Under Brooke's Gestapo management style a lot of of the long time permanents left.  So the knowledge base went with them.  Brooke hired useless lumps who did no work and everyone else had to pick up behind them.  Including one memorable young guy who would stay out all night drinking and drag racing, then come in EVERY DAY in the SAME CLOTHES.  He did nothing, came in before lunch, left before 5, wandered around chatting, took 2 hour lunches sometimes and generally farked up everything put in front of him.  He was Brooke's Golden Boy.

She was told numerous times about this bad behaviour but did nothing.  It turned out he was the son of some board member.  He eventually left and hardly anyone showed up to his farewell.  I didn't contribute any money or sign his card.  And Brooke gave him a glowing speech that left most of us wondering if she even knew what he did in the department.

Brooke would hold team meetings going on and on about what she expected from us but gave us no resources and no support.  All this was designed to make her look good because she was gunning for the Division Head's job.

At the end of the meetings she would say, "you're all STARS!!!!!"  It was the fakest most bogus motivational catch phrase I'd ever heard.  We went from a strong cohesive team that would raise problems and solve them, to being sullen, depressed and anti-work where everyone would be too afraid to speak up.  Those who voiced their opinions would not have their contracts renewed, even though we needed those people.  I was one of them.

I would have a meeting with Tim, Brooke's sub team leader (her dogsbody) who was thicker than two planks and didn't have a clue what I was talking about when he asked me to explain my stats for the month.  He was such a robot, he dressed in the style of the Divisional Head to "fit in" and used to grease his hair into a spike down the middle of his head.  He looked like a stegasaurus.   :bouncegiggle:   And this guy was married.   :buggedout:    To a human female   :buggedout:

Apart from me not taking s**t and speaking up for myself, I'm sure Tim's inability to translate what I was saying about the stats led to my downfall.  My job entailed making sure the files that came to me had a maximum 32 day turnaround from start to finish (which I managed with ease).  The 32 days started from the day I received the files, not calendar days.  Tim didn't get that.  He was convinced I was shirking my reponsiblities because some months I would close more files than other months.  Also, by law we had to keep everything under the 32 day maximum otherwise the bank was slugged with huge fees.

After I was let go I had a succession of really good temp jobs which I still enjoy to this day.  Plus the money is heaps better.  Ya boo sucks to them!   :teddyr:

I met an former work co worker for lunch about 6 months after I left.  He is the most brilliant IT person I ever met and the nicest guy who kept getting shafted by Brooke.  He finally ended up moving to the IT section of the company on heaps more pay and he didn't have to deal with Brooke any more.  When I met him for lunch, he told me that my old files were up to about 245 days turn around and there were in excess of 300 files outstanding.  NOBODY WAS DOING MY JOB!!!!    :buggedout:


Hahahahahahahahahaha.  It's exactly what they deserve.  The bank ended up taking their credit card business elsewhere and moving the operations interstate.  And the Brooke and Tim Show?  As far as I know, she's still wearing tiny clothes, showing off her various fat rolls and b***hiness and climbing the corporate ladder. As for Tim, he's probably still following her around and pretending he knows what the hell is going on.

Man, I can't wait until she hit's that good old glass ceiling.    :teddyr:  Why do I think this will happen?  Because all the higher ups are slim, well groomed, decent looking people.  They are educated and well spoken and very good people persons.  Brooke is loud and brash and brays when she laughs and is full of her own self importance. 

A guy I knew very well who was a higher up told me she has no chance because the business is all about image and her image doesn't fit in with what the company thinks of itself.  They can't openly discriminate against people like her, but the subtle discrimination is definitely there.

It's exactly what she deserves.