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Why do so many people suck?

I know. I'm delving into deep, deep philosophical tenets after a hiatus, but I really wanna know!

Here's the situation (as far as I know):
I work Sunday through Thursday; 9pm-6am. I know, eesh, but the job is good and solid and I am finally getting paid pretty well. This co-worker works night shifts too, but on the weekends as well. Personally, I would just tell them that the schedule does not work for me and to try spreading the crap shifts around so everyone can rotate so no one feels like they have to take all the crap shifts (she's been bitching about - so she tells me - for 5 months). Last Thursday was a crazy day at work. Lots of calls from theaters with problems.
- BTW, My position is International Digital Coordinator. When a movie theater is screening a film digitally, I am one of the people that makes sure the theater has the hard drive with the film and the "keys" to open the film so it can be projected. There's a lot of minutiae involved regarding a lot of XML and matching server numbers to screen numbers, to name a couple of many, many different things I/we deal with on a daily basis.

So, last Thursday, we we having a lot of problems with a movie that was opening the next day; again, lots of calls. I was slammed with incoming calls from the moment I logged into my phone. Well, as the night rolled along, the calls didn't diminish until 11pm (I had come in at 6pm, so 5 hours of calls). When this co-worker took their lunch, I was on the phone with a theater in New York. The manager of the theater was taking a looooooooooooooooooooooooong asssssssssssssssssss time getting anything done. My job is to talk them through the process of whatever is happening. SO...the co-worker came back 20 minutes later; I was still on the phone with the theater in NY. The co-worker asked if I needed help. I told them no and I was frustrated that I was on the phone for so long. Apparently, this was taken as me "snapping" at them. So, did this co-worker turn to me and say, "you know, you don't have to speak to me in that tone of voice" or "excuse me, what did you just say?" or, for that matter, ANYTHING? No. Nothing. Not a word about it.
Cut to last night. We, along with a 3rd co-worker, had a nice little chat about work and whatever and everything seemed fine.
Cut to today. I came in early (Around 6pm) and my supervisor wanted to have a talk. He started by asking if anything unusual happened last week. I wasn't sure what he meant, so I offered one idea that wasn't what he was talking about (and wasn't a problem - I always worry I'm going to say something that would have a reaction of "Well no, but now that I know about that, you're fired". After 2 or 3 guesses, he fessed up and told me that this co-worker reported me to him saying I snapped at them. Since I had no memory of this, I denied it. He then proceeded to tell me that the co-worker in question has a habit of complaining and reporting others for all sorts of things. He also said that we're OK, but I should know that I should be hyper-sensitive (his word) in regards to co-workers and this happens fairly often.
For me, OK, lesson learned. I know I have a temper, but I try to control it as much as I can. Considering this was something happening at my job, my NEW job, in which I am still learning, I am extra careful what I say and don't say. A good guideline for anyone that works with others, particularly in an office setting.
Now today, when another co-worker arrived for their shift, Co-worker 1 starts talking about all sorts of things that have gone on when they weren't even here, causing Co-worker 2 to be taken aback at being called out for something which was pretty harmless anyway.
OK, lesson number 2: Co-worker is a shit-stirrer for no reason other than they are unhappy with their job. You know, I told my dad I wasn't thrilled with the hours I am working. His response was to say, "there are people who never like their job". I told him I thought those were people that stopped looking for the right job and settled (Invisible something in the sky knows I've done that in the past).

So I just had a talk with another co-worker (#4) and we talked about how CO-worker #1 is really bitter about their job - particularly their hours - and that's probably why this all happened, but really...WHY DO SO MANY PEOPLE SUCK?!

Like this guy:

And he's been sucking for over 20 years!!
Glad I don't work with/for him...DOUCHEBAG!!!

Comments

Unknown said…
Run like the wind.
Lucky said…
After years of bullshit like this with co-workers and bosses, sprays and powders, I finally went to work for myself. As someone who doesn't suffer fools easily, I had to put up with hearing about "the look on my face" and "the tone in my voice" from "superiors" and drama laden co-workers until I just started my own bizness...
Best of luck to you and boy do I know your pain!

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