Its important to vent otherwise if you just store it all up the only release you will have is to join the police and go bash innocent hippies with your truncheon and steal their weed![]()
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Kinky is using a feather. Perverted is using the whole chicken
Was working many hours a day sometimes 5am to 7pm, was and being set up to fail. Had to do things at least twice because apparently everything I did was wrong. Went to doctor, health wasn't so good. I had told the boss things weren't working he said try harder. Prick!!! Took a couple of moths off to get better boss wasn't happy when I returned to work.
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! Let me get my popcorn.... ok... continue.
I take pills now.
Im only half the prick I used to be.
I have evolved as a KB member.Now nothing I say should be taken seriously.
You know - life sucks some days... but it has its moments...
Fridays are always tense as theres ways something undone but Fridays there is always at least one grand baby at 0ur place that wants poppa to read hairy maclary or the wheels of the bus... and that makes Friday real and worth it....
Tonight after the little's are gone Vicki came with me for a fang through the park on the mountain bikes... Shes kinda slow really 'cos shes still suffering from her near death thing but shit - I love having her with me so its cool... We only need the lights for half the ride but she still gets all tangled in the cords and I love her for it... Half way round a big cock pheasants in my light and we sit and watch the randy sod strut his stuff for us until he flys off into the sunset and I wish I had my camera but hey we saw him and its enough... Vickster pops a short cut while I pump the longer track with the fast slope and catch her on the home run, 4 pheasants between us lol should rig a holster for the shottie... Shes wrecked by the time we head for home so I'm riding circles and doing stupid shit until we hit the village and its into the social club for a cheeky afogato, some blues and the last haul for home....
Forget your rants and worries... Family and two wheels - who lives better than this? Fridays? I love em...
Oh - red wines involed.. sigh involved... hic
No offence, but the boss is probably right by the sound of things - I'd sack you and eat the cake.
Unless you absolutely love it 5am to 7pm means you are in the wrong job, and you are best off out of it. No wonder your health suffered. You'd really need to be after the coin to do that for any length of time.
And leave the fucking moths alone.
Still got nothing to rant about, except the fact that Repco are still bending me over and fucking me, but now they seem to have taken away the comfort of a decent lube, and are going in dry. The thieving pieces of shit they are.
We desperately need another auto parts retailer in Gore. Apart from that, life is fucking awesome, and by about 8.30 I will be somewhere in the Eyer mountains, grinning like a lunatic and covered in mud.![]()
For a man is a slave to whatever has mastered him.Keep an open mind, just dont let your brains fall out.
Yeah it certainly seems that way from what I wrote, the full story would actually take half a bloody page so decided to keep it shortthe place has had 5 staff leave at the end of last year, 1 person up and quit last month, one got a warning for something they didn't even do and staff are in tears a lot of the time. They are constantly hassled eg. taking time off to spend 2 days with son in hospital (serious condition) and getting a grilling on returning to work. In what world does work come before family?
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! Let me get my popcorn.... ok... continue.
Not in my world anymore, but before I had family I would happily do 12 hour night shifts six or seven days a week for the money. You're in Auckland, there must be dozens of jobs around if you wanted to change?
Hand your notice in. They will either fix things or let you go. That's a win/win.
My rant.
I'm giving up contracting here to go work for stupid money in western Australia. I'll be flown back and forth by the company and it's all good.
So I tell the outfit I contract to that I won't be able to complete all the extra shit they want me to do on the job I've been working on. First he seems understanding, then he tries to tell me I've over claimed so I have to do it. Then he tries guilt. Now he's forwarding me emails from the client bitching about the job getting behind.
I replied to his offer of an extra couple hundy to do it. Saying that if he wasn't offering me $135,000 to cancel my flights, "get fucked".
Queer cunt, I look forward to the abuse from his offsider who is a proper scone doer.
While on the process of ranting about work....
My manager has told me if I reach my goals, he will get me a go pro and about $600 bonus this month..... Problem is he makes this promise almost every single month.... And every single month the goal gets higher. 3 years ago, if our entire team earned an additional $10,000 revenue we would all get cd players in the vans (another story but wtf, a 2011 van with a tape player!).
We have improved a lot over time and now my personal goal is $10,000 revenue, with 30 referrals, 30 electrical quotes and updating 20 existing customers details by going to their houses and seeing if they are home.....
My pb is $5000 in a month with no referrals or quotes etc. I'll never reach their goals, if I get near, they will just bump them higher. I've never once gotten to my target. Never once gotten the bonus.....
The office ladies and people on the phones who book appointments get a bonus if they book enough appointments.... Their goals are so easy they make bonus 9/10 times.
Pisses me off that some of the people in the office earn more than me, when all they have to do is ring people and file shit. Such a simple job, they are easily replaceable. And I make over $2000 for the company every single day I work.
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