friendly angry ninja slobber
so b!tching about bosses is something of an american pass time, if not an actual job skill.
myself, i can put up with a lot. i have worked for demanding bosses, overbearing bosses, idiot bosses . . . you name it, i’ve probably worked for it.
but the boss i will b!tch about the most is the incompetent boss.
specifically that incompetent boss that has no clue just how incompetent she is.
case in point.
a month ago our regional offices decided all our stores would have a trick-or-treating event today, october 23rd.
now, it is my boss’s job to plan this event down to how many tables we will have, what will be at each table, and who will man each table.
last friday she sits down with me to *plan* this event.
which amounts to her furiously jotting notes while i lay out what we should do.
then we have to find people who can work those tables
amazingly enough, with schedules already written for that week, we aren’t finding any help at all.
my boss, of course, is in a full blown raging panic because she *sent out an email weeks ago*
translation :: she forwarded the same email she got.
just, *hey guys, we’re having this event*
nothing about how many people she needed or what she needed them for.
this was last friday. saturday she had an event away from the store so she had no time to set things up then and sunday would put her into OT which is strictly not allowed.
so does she show up bright and early on monday to fix things? nope. because sunday and monday are her days off.
every. f*cking. week.
the woman is working retail, but she works 9:30-5:30 every day and has the same two days off back to back every week.
i know when i go in today she still won’t have things arranged and we’ll be scrambling at the last minute and i’ll have to listen to her moan and cry about how it just isn’t her fault.
how it isn’t her fault is beyond me, but fault or not it IS her responsibility and for me, i kinda hope it bites her in the ass hard this time.
that may not seem like the nicest thing to say, but the reality is, every time she screws stuff like this up she invariably tries to lay it at my feet, to make me look bad to the store team leader and make herself look like the longsuffering saint forced to work with defective goods.
i don’t like my store team leader.
i’ve made no secret about that.
but i know something about him that she doesn’t.
his bullsh!t detector is the best on the market. and he isn’t going to fall for the same sorry excuses time after time after time
for obvious reasons, i won’t be checking my blog @ work today, but i promise to look in on the comments tonight.