Wackos on the Job

Before I get to the main topic, I'd like to just update on baby boy: he had his appt with the pediatric cardiologist and everything is FINE. Thank God. He does have a murmur, as I suspected, but the Dr was unconcerned with it- she said they are often related to growth spurts- so that could explain his. He will have a follow up appt in 15 months when he's 3 years old.







Now, on to the topic- I mentioned in a previous post that I love my job, but there are some people there that I could do without. Here is the cast of characters:







The Spin Doctor- ie: Controller



Papparazzi- ie: Warehouse Supervisor





The Wicked Witch- ie: Customer Service Supervisor





The Wanderer- ie: Engineering/QA Manager





Useless- ie: Executive Assistant





Puppet- ie: HR Clerk





Yahoo- ie: Maintenance Supervisor





Flying Monkeys- ie: any random idiot in the office, especially if they report to any of the above.





So, as you may be able to tell, I have put a lot of thought into these nicknames, as has my Boss. He and I use these terms when discussing these people. The names are mostly derived from their actions or lack of actions). For example, Papparazzi is known to stalk people and spy on them, all in the name of "being in the know." This woman is the nosiest person in the office, and should be avoided at all costs. She is the object of my derision today because she pissed me off. In a nutshell, I went to her about a receiving discrepancy (ie: screw up on her part) and she proceeded to give me a lecture about the shoes I was wearing. Apparently, my shoes are against the rules for the warehouse. I was unaware of that, obviously. I have worn these shoes almost every day since I started, and this was the first I heard anything about it. She had the gall to tell me that she was only telling me this because she knows that someone was going to make a complaint about it. Apparently, it really pisses people off when someone wears incorrect shoes when making a quick run to the warehouse office.. Hmm... I seriously don't think that anyone else is going to make a fuss over this but her. It's mostly men in the warehouse and I seriously doubt any of them give a flying fig what anyone wears on their feet- especially since I work in the office and not the warehouse. She's a jealous troll anyway. Not for anything, she was wearing a denim mini and wedge sneakers (kind of a sneaker with a heel) so who the hell is she to lecture me on apparel? There's no way that you could say her attire was appropriate for warehouse work. Whatever. It just irked me. If I hear from HR on this I'll claim innocence and bring in an extra pair of shoes. I will make it my mission to not give her anything else to make a complaint to management. She'd better watch out though, because I could play her game too. She messed with the wrong girl, she has no clue how wily I can be as well. 'Nuff said on that.





By the way, I must mention that Papparazzi is married to Yahoo. The 2 of them cause more drama than a group of high school girls. It's truly amazing the emotional immaturity at work there.



Spin Doctor, our intrepid Controller, puts his nose in everyone's business. For some unknown reason, the Puppet (HR lady) reports to him. He makes her sit in on our production meeting every morning, even though she has no business there. She takes notes in her Coach leather daytimer and I bet types them up and sends them to him daily. Not really sure why he needs to be involved, but for some reason he is, and gets away with it, as our CEO can't be bothered with him. My Boss detests the guy,and after dealing with him myself, I concur with my Boss. The guy is a total tool bag.



I will elaborate further in a future post...my new laptop is getting a little hot and could use a charge.



That's it and that's all for now!!