I realize that this blog has become a place for me to rant about my job, which I know probably makes for oh-so-stimulating reading. Yuck. But at the present, it's my favorite thing to rant about. So Merry Christmas to you too!
I have an "office," A.K.A. glorified cubicle. It's just a cubicle, but what makes mine glorified is that it's a lot bigger than most and has a pretty view. And for those of you who have lived on Mars your whole life and haven't seen a cubicle before, they don't have doors. Doors are such a valuable, precious commodity in this world and I've decided that there just aren't enough of them. Because people will come and stand in my "gap posing as doorway" and just stare. Which is fine, if I don't have a customer or if I'm off the phone. But if that's not the case... RUDE!!! If you go to the doctor, would you get upset if someone just came up and stood in the door waiting to get the doctor's attention? Especially if you have your junk hanging out? Um, yup. That's pretty disgusting to think about... Ew. Sorry mental picture people. People treat their money the same way they treat their hoohah. They don't like Hover McGee hanging around listening to them talk about their finances. And some just stand there for like 10 minutes!!! And I don't feel like a total bitch for ignoring them either because let's be honest- they'd get pissed if I went interrupting their time to deal with other customers. Undivided attention, people. We all want it. We like being the center of attention, it's human nature!
Another thing about my job I took notice of today... They've blocked YouTube!! They blocked Facebook last year, now they've blocked one of my last few forms of entertainment. Not that I spent all day on these websites, I still did my job when we had them, however it was nice to be able to take a second or two during my day for myself. This company has decided my sanity is not a priority, so we'll see how they like it when I make it my life's purpose to poo in every corner of the building I can find and run around like a naked baby while eating cardboard. At least this is what I imagine happens when responsible adults lose their minds. There are some blocked websites that I just don't fully understand the point of blocking. Email sites, like Gmail and Hotmail, are blocked. What is me checking my personal email at work going to hurt? They've just prompted me to use my work email for non-work related things. My entire family gets into these huge discussions all through work email. I'm good at tying up bandwidth, or whatever it is that stuff ties up. The email sites are actually functional to my customers, because sometimes the information I need to finish their transaction is in their email. No one ever believes me when I say that personal email is blocked, they just think I don't wanna share. That is NOT the case! That was the reason they couldn't check their email from my computer before it was blocked.
But yeah... this place is slowly making me want to shove my head in a meat grinder. And my boss wonders why I have a tendency to use up all my sick time throughout the year. I have to do his job AND mine, I get stressed out, stress leads to poor body function and ultimately, fatigue and lowered immunity. It's not exactly rocket science.
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