when your job steals from you (foul language aplenty)

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I just spent my UNPAID lunch hour in a training session for the new phone system.
"And then you press the 'hold' button to place a caller on 'hold.'"
Fucking hell. Fucking fuck hell. Fuck fucking fuck hell.
And now I have very time sensitive tasks to be done for the next four hours until I fucking fuckety fuck fuck fucking fucker fuck leave work.
I should get a badge or something that says I'm quitting smoking and warns people not to fuck with me. It would read: "Don't fuck fuck fuckity fuck with me, you little fucking fuck fucker. I'll tear your fucking fuck fucker head the fuckity fuck fuck off before you can fucking fuck fuck fucker blink."

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 18:03 (twenty-two years ago)

Horace, it's really about time you learned to say "no."

― hstencil, Monday, 27 October 2003 18:06 (twenty-two years ago)

Where's the fowl language? I was expecting much talk about tits.

― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Monday, 27 October 2003 18:07 (twenty-two years ago)

come post on the disturbed thread!~

― Vic (Vic), Monday, 27 October 2003 18:07 (twenty-two years ago)

fuck this.
I'm going to the cafeteria. Fuck them and their fucking phones.
WORST OF ALL: as of monday, I'll have voicemail. which means every fucking day I'll have to listen to all the fucking morons who leave messages for me with all their petty little concerns about blahblahblahblah.

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 18:20 (twenty-two years ago)

Fuckin' right on. Fuck those fucking fucks. My fucking company was paying my fucking college tuition, up too $5000 (2 classes) per year, but the payment for the fucking fall semester always comes in the following fucking year. So I've used my fucking $5000 for this year already and I'm halfway through this semester happily planning to get reimbursed in January, and they suddenly fucking announce that they will no longer reimburse employee fucking tuition starting January 1, 2004. Fuck that! So I send an angry email explaining that they were basically taking $2500 out of my fucking wallet because I wouldn't have taken that fucking class if it wasn't fucking free. But they don't fucking care. fuckers!

― BrianB, Monday, 27 October 2003 19:04 (twenty-two years ago)

Your jobs would use you as coal if they could. Merry Christmas.

― dleone (dleone), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:06 (twenty-two years ago)

oh god, I sure hope HR doesn't pick NOW to start spying on me

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:10 (twenty-two years ago)

Fuck, Horace got the training on phones I could use. I can't figure out the phone on my desk for the life of me. It has enough buttons for two phones on it.

― Mr Noodles (Mr Noodles), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:33 (twenty-two years ago)

Horace, if you have a direct line, I'll have John Tesh call your voice mail. (If it's an extension, I don't think it'll work.)

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:34 (twenty-two years ago)

I will have a direct line as of Monday. I'll email you my NEW number (which is going to create ALL SORTS of MEGA HEADACHES, the new no. that is, not, Chris having it).

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:36 (twenty-two years ago)

Oh, don't underestimate me.

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:38 (twenty-two years ago)

I mean I guess I can't have Rerun call you anymore but I think Gary Coleman is still jobless.

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:38 (twenty-two years ago)

This thread is so much more fucking satisfying than the fucking BOSSES thread I always fucking revive.

― Sarah McLusky (coco), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:43 (twenty-two years ago)

is it the swearing?

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:44 (twenty-two years ago)

Hell yes.

― Sarah MCLusky (coco), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:45 (twenty-two years ago)

MORE TITS DAMMIT

http://www.lros.org.uk/images/Coal%20Tit%203.jpg

― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:54 (twenty-two years ago)

Oh no! The Tesh-a-gram service is NO MORE!

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:56 (twenty-two years ago)

oh no!

― teeny (teeny), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:58 (twenty-two years ago)

I still have the one that Ally sent me. I just need to figure out how I can eBay this valuable relic.

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 19:59 (twenty-two years ago)

see, one more thing my lousy job has robbed me of.

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:00 (twenty-two years ago)

I mean, "see, fuck one more fuck thing my fuck lousy job fuck has robbed fuck me fuck of."

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:09 (twenty-two years ago)

Just steal a paperclip for each message someone leaves you.

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:10 (twenty-two years ago)

Vengeance is accrued.

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:10 (twenty-two years ago)

(i am not working right now)

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:11 (twenty-two years ago)

What, this isn't part of your extensive interview with me?

― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:12 (twenty-two years ago)

ha-HA.

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:28 (twenty-two years ago)

except I just answered my phone (cuz I don't have voicemail YET)

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:28 (twenty-two years ago)

actually, i thought this was a brain storming session. help me justify billing our clients for the time i spend on ilx.

― dyson (dyson), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:29 (twenty-two years ago)

A happy worker is a hard worker?

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:30 (twenty-two years ago)

six months on ILX is probably equivalent to an undergrad degree

― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:42 (twenty-two years ago)

A happy worker is a hard worker?

"Let THEM have their TAR-TAR sauce."

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Monday, 27 October 2003 20:48 (twenty-two years ago)

Your job robs you of your sense of natural curiosity by ingraining a ceaseless, rote routine of meaningless activity into your brain.

― calstars (calstars), Monday, 27 October 2003 22:10 (twenty-two years ago)

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