My work hours are 9-5 with a 1 hour lunch. I usually get in at about 8:45 and leave at 4:55 and I either don't take lunch or take 15-30 minutes max.
So today I get in and there's an email (I wasn't singled out) saying the everyone is REQUIRED to be here until exactly 5 and later if needed.
Now this pissed me off. I don't get paid by the hour and I am not eligible for overtime.
I know, it may seem to be ridiculous to be upset about 5 minutes, but let's run down the effects of this 5 minutes.
In 5 minutes I miss the path train back to jersey. By missing that train, I miss the 5:15 bus to my home.
That 5 minutes changes my commute from 35 minutes to 65 minutes.
Seems rather stingy to me, all I know is that from now on i won't be starting early and I will be taking complete lunch hours.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Bagel Bars
This is the incident that so enraged me, I got off my lazy but and started a blog.
For the past couple days this has been building up and it's about to reach a violent crescendo if I do not vent.
I get a bagel everyday. I toast it and then I usually slop some peanut butter on it, no jelly, I know it is weird.
So I am upstairs in the little cafe in my workplace and I toast my bagel and I go to put my pb on it.
I turn, and there's this guy standing there, talking with some woman and slowly, ever so slowly buttering his bagel.
That's fine. But the fact that's he's sitting dead center of the condiment bar is what sets me off.
I don't know if you know what I am talking about so I will attempt to describe it. The bar is about 8 feet long, filled with ice, and there are maybe 12 different containers, ranging from butter to cream cheese and everything in between and beyond.
My peanut butter is on one end, and the butter is on the other, plenty of room for both condiments to be used, but this jerk, is standing dead center effectively blocking me off from the pb.
I was going to strangle him, but knowing that would cause me to lose my job, I restrained myself and patiently waited for him to move and stop flirting.
For the past couple days this has been building up and it's about to reach a violent crescendo if I do not vent.
I get a bagel everyday. I toast it and then I usually slop some peanut butter on it, no jelly, I know it is weird.
So I am upstairs in the little cafe in my workplace and I toast my bagel and I go to put my pb on it.
I turn, and there's this guy standing there, talking with some woman and slowly, ever so slowly buttering his bagel.
That's fine. But the fact that's he's sitting dead center of the condiment bar is what sets me off.
I don't know if you know what I am talking about so I will attempt to describe it. The bar is about 8 feet long, filled with ice, and there are maybe 12 different containers, ranging from butter to cream cheese and everything in between and beyond.
My peanut butter is on one end, and the butter is on the other, plenty of room for both condiments to be used, but this jerk, is standing dead center effectively blocking me off from the pb.
I was going to strangle him, but knowing that would cause me to lose my job, I restrained myself and patiently waited for him to move and stop flirting.
Good Morning
The inspiration of this blog is ignorant rude people. Now, this isn't to say I am never ignorant or rude, I am sure I am and will continue to be in the future. I intend to lambast the things I see in life to hopefully improve myself and see my own ignorant or rude behavior.
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