Furious Complaints
Jan. 9th, 2007 09:11 amResolution: Bitch Less
Result: About to be broken. Horribly.
So last night I got home from work, groceries in hand and fantasizing about the ginger pork I was going to make. Except when I got in, I had no lights, or heat, or electricity of any sort. Marvelous. And it was only my apartment. They were working on the meter boxes at the apartment complex yesterday, and didn't get everything finished. And apparently they screwed up mine altogether. So I had to abandon my dreams of dinner and go eat mediocre pasta, wondering if I was going to need some place to stay for the night. I *did* get power back later in the night, so I didn't have to crash anywhere after all. Thank goodness.
And today I came in to work and found out that one of the new Asst. Production Managers has been badmouthing me to people in the plant. I'm up to be Asst. Manager of the QC department. I actually could have had the title already, but I passed on it until the position is really confirmed (I have 6 mos. to prove I'm good enough, and then get the raise n' such). But he thinks that the other guy, the lab guy, should have been promoted instead. I knew that, and I dont' have a problem with it. He's entitled to feel that way. But he's told everyone that I'm going to be just as bad as the Creepy Guy, and that pisses me off.
Well, tonight I get my haircut, and that will be good. Like a new person.
Result: About to be broken. Horribly.
So last night I got home from work, groceries in hand and fantasizing about the ginger pork I was going to make. Except when I got in, I had no lights, or heat, or electricity of any sort. Marvelous. And it was only my apartment. They were working on the meter boxes at the apartment complex yesterday, and didn't get everything finished. And apparently they screwed up mine altogether. So I had to abandon my dreams of dinner and go eat mediocre pasta, wondering if I was going to need some place to stay for the night. I *did* get power back later in the night, so I didn't have to crash anywhere after all. Thank goodness.
And today I came in to work and found out that one of the new Asst. Production Managers has been badmouthing me to people in the plant. I'm up to be Asst. Manager of the QC department. I actually could have had the title already, but I passed on it until the position is really confirmed (I have 6 mos. to prove I'm good enough, and then get the raise n' such). But he thinks that the other guy, the lab guy, should have been promoted instead. I knew that, and I dont' have a problem with it. He's entitled to feel that way. But he's told everyone that I'm going to be just as bad as the Creepy Guy, and that pisses me off.
Well, tonight I get my haircut, and that will be good. Like a new person.