fuck this job.com

Well it's been just over 3 months since I started my new job as an electrician for a large company.

I don't miss my old desk job, I don't miss the bullshit I had to listen to every fucking day that dribbled from the mouth of psycho-hose beast slappers that get sick pleasure out of making peoples lives hell.

Well, after one year and 10 months later I'm free of that fucking cesspool that was known as my ex-job. I couldn't be any happier. I was most happy when I got my payslip to see a nice big fat sum of money sitting in my bank account. I'm still on the road most of the time, but I don't get interrupted several times over by that fucking tryhard regional manager.

The local office went under review as soon as two people handed in their notices (myself and another co-worker) and the 'Bitch' is knee deep in a big pile of shit as three people are threatening to leave if she stays. If she goes, then they'll be staying.

Two more days and I'm out of this fucking chump outfit.

The local manager went off on holiday with her bald boyfriend/sex puppet and got back to a complete shitstorm yesterday. I was most displeased to notice that she remembered where she worked. However, old habits die hard as she was sitting in her office, door closed and looking at fucking wedding sites and most likely hooking up with randoms on BEBO.

Personally I've had it with the multiple standards that their trumped up management have for their own convenience and the perpetual arse fucking that they give the employees. I give the fuckers 6 months before they go entirely tits up. Good riddance, I don't care about your customer base anymore. I'm sick of the customer's threats and constant negative feedback because your fucking helpdesk is too lazy to help anyone.

What the fuck? Now this ho-bag is being nice as hell to me. To the point that the staff is having a "farewell dinner" for me?

Sure I'm going to miss working with a few of them, but there are a couple there that I just want to smash over! I worked for this company for about 22 months now, and the last 6 months have been total shit. Now they're being nice because I'm leaving.

Fuck them. What an insult.

Good luck finding another person with the same quals to replace me, it's not going to happen down in this shithole town!

After a couple of months of not being bugged by "The Bitch" she rears her butt ugly head again and carries on thinking I'm her employee. WRONG BITCH. You never were, and you sure as fuck never will.

I got offered a job with another company that has more contracts and is paying me over $10,000 more than this fucking job. So I accepted their offer.

I got back to the office today and The Bitch was there barking on about some issue up country that needed to be sorted NOW and that my performance levels were 'unacceptable'. What the fuck? At least I don't sit on my arse in the office looking at bridal websites and TRY to MSN people (nice try slut, I blocked the ports for MSN on both routers) and take 1 hour coffee breaks to go and do work at your PREVIOUS WORKPLACE! Yeah, I caught you out, you don't know it but HR are going to know this when I have my meeting with them the week after next.

I finally met my new Boss the other day, and I'm glad for once I'm working for someone who has a clue and doesn't give a flying fuck about sales drive.

I spent an hour with him in my office outlining the raw deal I got with this company, and he didn't have a clue about my background or what the regional manager was really like. So I laid down some facts and between us have come up with an effective strategy for dealing with the sales/marketing teams and their unrealistic timeframes.

Basically I was told that what I do is MY domain and I am in control and that I OWN IT.

Things have picked up again, and I've been assigned a better class of customer to deal with as well as have had more responsibility placed on me by managing the contractors.

For the last few months everything was going really sweet, I arrive at work, do what I need to do and go home. Pretty basic really. However the last couple of weeks the regional manager has been riding my ass to try and get me to "increase my productivity level...", what the fuck?!?

I'm not the one that the public can't stand because she won't return calls, or makes monumental fuckups that nearly lose us a large amount of clients. I'm the guy that prevents that, hell I've even stuck up for her a few times and this is the fucking thanks I get? No more, never again.

Not only am I sick of her fucking whining and constant berating, I'm fucking sick of her entirely sales oriented drive, she wants more salespeople and is quite content to leave the whole technical side up to me, and then she bitches about the amount of jobs I have already open. Fine, if she wants to play that, I won't fix her fucking laptop, the office network, the security system, put shit up on walls, take shit off walls, and generally do the stuff she can't do for shit.

When I started my new job, I had an office looking right out onto the street front, from a second level building. I get back to work after a weekend and some dick had thrown some debris at the windows along that side of the building. Not only was it the inconvenience of cleaning up broken glass, the window frames are old timber and the wind blows and rattles the damn things constantly on a windy day.

So I moved ...

I moved about 3 offices over to a room with no view, and a few more power outlets and data outlets. Last week, I was trying to get something done, and I look up and see the manager looking through the window that is looking out into the corridor. This annoys me, because every office has blinds and mine doesn't ... Shit ...

This fucking company I work for is nothing but a big load of wankers who can't keep their fucking promises.

I wrote a 40 page MANUAL on the implementation and troublshooting of some network equipment because I am the only person in the company who KNOWS how this shit works. What really pisses me off, is I was promised $2000 for the work on this manual as it would be beneficial. I slaved my ass off and produced the document and what did I get in return ... "Thanks for the manual" and it gets uploaded to the fucking company knowledgebase.

I called my boss and reminded him, "What happened to that $2000 you promised me for that critial documentation?" to which he immediately avoided the subject and made an excuse that he would call me back later. That was days ago.

... When :

1. A customer is totally pissed off and seconds away from closing their account because they can't take any more crap from the company?

2. When the office router shits itself.

3. To put a single screw in the wall to hold a fucking picture frame.

4. When the power goes out completely, and to kick the generator into life because the company is too tight to get a fucking emergency cutover system installed.

5. To fix the fucking lights.

6. To move the desks.

7. To add another phone or PC to the local network, and then to switch it back because they changed their mind.

What a great welcoming back, I get back to the office and people are saying how much they missed me around the place, and asked how my holiday was etc. Well, not really, I get back to find two head office clowns have invaded my office and 42 faults to deal with.

I called my Boss and asked him what the story was, and he said there should have only been 8 faults to deal with, and asked where the rest of them were. Turns out the local office has allocated the rest of them. Just really dumb faults that they could have dealt with over the fucking phone!

Everything turned to shit in the whole space of 10 days I was away.

Last week, I had the area manager bitch try to discredit me in front of my peers by condescending to me in such ways as "If you don't do ... you can't have Monday off" and basically talking down to me. For fucks sake, slime mold has more intelligence than she does.

So to make her look like an ass, I worked on Saturday and uploaded a nice big fat manual that I finished writing (IN A DAY!) and emailed the various groups about procedure. On Monday, I get a call from her in a dire state of panic saying that a I didn't contact a customer on the Friday. Huh? Of course I didn't, I didn't KNOW I HAD TO CALL ANYONE BECAUSE I NEVER GOT A MESSAGE TO CALL THEM. What the fuck does she think I have ESP, telepathic abilities, "Spidey Senses"?

Last week was not much fun at all. The area manager gets back from her managerial wank-fest up North with all the answers to our problems. Well not really, but she decided to critique us all.

Unless it involves sales, she doesn't want to know about it and basically now she's all pissed off at me because she has no control over me. She is a fucking hack, and is not management material.

Yesterday I went to a clients whom she promised everything, her bald headed fucktard boyfriend assured the customer that everything will be fine. No such luck, the job is about as impossible has her finally sprouting a brain. SO long as she flashes her tits at the client, they'll believe anything she says. Gullible wankers! So I had to damage control the whole thing, and I cop it from the client.

What a fucking interesting year huh?

This time last year, I had handed my Boss my resignation to work for a company with better working conditions. For the first few months it was all great, then management reared their ugly heads. But some interesting shite has happened over the year.

1. The local manager was evidently fucking a projects engineer, and has since maintained contact even after this shitbag was given the big ol' DCM (Don't Come Monday). It turns out the asshole was blowing company funds on travel so he could get his freak on with the manager. The project suffered a major setback when they realised that he had started deleting shit off his workstation.

The hatchet crews have started doing the rounds at the company I work for. Because I'm remote and I'm the only local person without a shit reputation and knowledge of the systems, they decided that my job is safe. According to the managers, I'm a rare specimen.

Previously I wrote about the useless cockmongering Projects Manager who is so fucking far up himself he can snif his own hair. Today, that fagnut got made redundant...

Things are looking up, and this asshat was enough to poison the local team down here.

Way to go you fucking douchebag, looks like I won't be seeing your lying ass down here again, nor will you be fucking the company over for every last cent because you fucking can't control yourself.