this old lady at my work (82 years old, a workaholic, and the grandma of the boss), is such a passive aggressive bitch. i cant stand her. let me just say that she doesnt work for money (she just wants to work), and she's usually here until 9pm for some reason. she doesnt think that we should be allowed to take breaks during the day, even though it's THE LAW.
she acts all nice and sweet, but she twists the knife everywhere she can... and she's good at it. when she brings me items to create purchase orders for, she blames it on the guy she works with (who is around my age). "Chris doesn't know how to count", she says, "so i'm bringing these to you now". No, you're just a retarded old woman who doesn't organize shit before she gets into it... so it's jumbled mass hysteria in the warehouse. She's in charge of all the inventory for my company <img src=smilies/erm.gif>. she never admits to making a mistake, when she makes them left and right.
we just acquired another company, along with all of their inventory. as a result, there's a shitload of work to do. i need to do a ton of shit for her department so they can do their jobs. that's fine, i dont care. i DO care that there's no organization... no rhyme or reason to any of it.
after she'd been here working over the weekend, i came to work to find boxes and boxes of products on my desk. they all needed product ID's, names/titles, purchase orders, etc. there were boxes all over... including right on top of my keyboard. of course it was overwhelming, but that was about it.
the next day, someone in my company came up to me and suggested that we set in place "some kind of system" for new things coming to me... to not have stuff sitting all over my desk. i really didnt give a shit. work is work... it doesnt matter where it's sitting. i shrugged and said okay. later on, she brought the old lady back (which is her grandma too) to discuss the matter. again, i really didnt care.
a couple hours later, the old lady brings a huge vase of flowers to me with a note saying that i was warehouse's "hero", etc. I didnt really understand it, but it was nice to get random flowers. when she gave them to me, she said something like "oh, i thought you were going to cry like you did before". "cry like i did before"??? i dont ever remember crying about anything like that at work. i just kind of shrugged it off, but i figured that the flowers were some sort of passive aggressive move. a few minutes after she gave the flowers to me, she said something like "now i bet you wish you didnt say all of those mean things about us". mean things? i never said any mean things. of course, now i am, as they're very warranted.
today i realized what she meant about the crying thing, because she made a comment to someone else saying, "I didnt know if I was going to have to give you a vase of flowers too".
"oh, i thought you were going to cry like you did before".... as in before, when i "cried" to the other person who brought the old lady back to discuss things with me... when i honestly didnt give a shit.
this woman is such a fucking bitch. she once wrote me a note asking if i could put the ID #'s on the ties when i give them back to her (even when the titles are BLATANTLY obvious). she signed it "Stupid".
there was once a girl who was helping her in inventory a while back. the girl had no training and didnt automatically know what processes to take back there, so the old lady said "Well you're just Stupid, arent you?".
i seriously cannot wait until this woman finally dies. this place will be much better, with less work (because it will be done right), more organization, and no old lady who has perfected the art of being a bitch. people (her grandkids) warned me that she was horrible, but i just didnt see it. of course, now i do.
anyone here who knows me knows that i usually dont harbor feelings of anger toward people... so this is very unusual for me. the thing is, this woman takes GREAT pleasure in knocking people down. she does it with a sweet old lady smile, but her intentions are ravenous and ill-willed. of course, we can't say anything to her. she's had people fired before, simply because her great grandson lied and said that someone said he was an idiot.
i hate these flowers on my desk. they've been there all week. they just make me angry, but i'm keep them on my desk for show. i cant wait until the end of the day today when i throw them all into the dumpster. with pleasure. <img src=smilies/2gunsfiring_v1.gif>
she acts all nice and sweet, but she twists the knife everywhere she can... and she's good at it. when she brings me items to create purchase orders for, she blames it on the guy she works with (who is around my age). "Chris doesn't know how to count", she says, "so i'm bringing these to you now". No, you're just a retarded old woman who doesn't organize shit before she gets into it... so it's jumbled mass hysteria in the warehouse. She's in charge of all the inventory for my company <img src=smilies/erm.gif>. she never admits to making a mistake, when she makes them left and right.
we just acquired another company, along with all of their inventory. as a result, there's a shitload of work to do. i need to do a ton of shit for her department so they can do their jobs. that's fine, i dont care. i DO care that there's no organization... no rhyme or reason to any of it.
after she'd been here working over the weekend, i came to work to find boxes and boxes of products on my desk. they all needed product ID's, names/titles, purchase orders, etc. there were boxes all over... including right on top of my keyboard. of course it was overwhelming, but that was about it.
the next day, someone in my company came up to me and suggested that we set in place "some kind of system" for new things coming to me... to not have stuff sitting all over my desk. i really didnt give a shit. work is work... it doesnt matter where it's sitting. i shrugged and said okay. later on, she brought the old lady back (which is her grandma too) to discuss the matter. again, i really didnt care.
a couple hours later, the old lady brings a huge vase of flowers to me with a note saying that i was warehouse's "hero", etc. I didnt really understand it, but it was nice to get random flowers. when she gave them to me, she said something like "oh, i thought you were going to cry like you did before". "cry like i did before"??? i dont ever remember crying about anything like that at work. i just kind of shrugged it off, but i figured that the flowers were some sort of passive aggressive move. a few minutes after she gave the flowers to me, she said something like "now i bet you wish you didnt say all of those mean things about us". mean things? i never said any mean things. of course, now i am, as they're very warranted.
today i realized what she meant about the crying thing, because she made a comment to someone else saying, "I didnt know if I was going to have to give you a vase of flowers too".
"oh, i thought you were going to cry like you did before".... as in before, when i "cried" to the other person who brought the old lady back to discuss things with me... when i honestly didnt give a shit.
this woman is such a fucking bitch. she once wrote me a note asking if i could put the ID #'s on the ties when i give them back to her (even when the titles are BLATANTLY obvious). she signed it "Stupid".
there was once a girl who was helping her in inventory a while back. the girl had no training and didnt automatically know what processes to take back there, so the old lady said "Well you're just Stupid, arent you?".
i seriously cannot wait until this woman finally dies. this place will be much better, with less work (because it will be done right), more organization, and no old lady who has perfected the art of being a bitch. people (her grandkids) warned me that she was horrible, but i just didnt see it. of course, now i do.
anyone here who knows me knows that i usually dont harbor feelings of anger toward people... so this is very unusual for me. the thing is, this woman takes GREAT pleasure in knocking people down. she does it with a sweet old lady smile, but her intentions are ravenous and ill-willed. of course, we can't say anything to her. she's had people fired before, simply because her great grandson lied and said that someone said he was an idiot.
i hate these flowers on my desk. they've been there all week. they just make me angry, but i'm keep them on my desk for show. i cant wait until the end of the day today when i throw them all into the dumpster. with pleasure. <img src=smilies/2gunsfiring_v1.gif>
