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Jul. 8th, 2005 04:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spankerellaRemember that girl I work with that I call Bossy the Cow? Well, if not, you can refresh yourself by reading this entry.
I think I'm gonna have to say something to this wench. I'm getting really tired of her crap. I mean, I was before, but before today her crap didn't involve me, so I turned the other cheek, avoided her, and generally ignored. Well, today her inane BS did involve me. She pitched a mini-fit because she thought I was gonna be working in box office today and not her. When it's not that big of a deal... and furthermore, not her decision to make anyhow. If I had not been so shocked by it, I might have asked her what the fuck her problem was. I mean, it's not as if we work at some high profile office or something. It's a damn movie theatre. Give me a friggin break. She needs to quit acting like a huffy bag about non-important crap before I pull rank on her and make sure she never sees the inside of the box again. Because technically I'm classified as a manager. To be in projection, you have to be a manager. She's just floorstaff. Now, I rarely exorcise my authority over the employees, but I just might have to make an exception in Bossy's case. What a super douche cuntbag.
See the whole problem was until someone "retooled" the schedule, I actually was scheduled today in box office. But they had to change it, and no one saw fit to tell me. But that's a whole other irritating kettle of fish. Point is... I didn't know I wasn't on the schedule. She was all sorts of bitching about it to another employee downstairs. Saying how she thought people ought to only be able to work when they were scheduled and not show up just any old time they wanted to work. Bad idea. Big mistake. Because A) no one likes her so whenever she says something not nice about someone else, the person she told runs right to whomever she was bitching about to tell them, and B) she happened to be bitching to one of my work friends, so he would have said something anyhow. What a dummy. The only way she could have ensured me finding out faster than telling Joseph would have been telling Nicole. The three of us are work buddies now. So when Joseph was spilling that to myself and Nicole, Nicole got kinda upset too. She's kooky that way. Probably doesn't help that Nicole doesn't like her for her own reasons as well.
If Bossy doesn't quit with this attitude she has, she is going to tick off the wrong person. I mean, I don't think she's worth much more than bitching about, but other people I know at that theatre put not only the V, but all the letters in vendetta. Some of those nutjobs are hardcore. That's why I generally don't bother with them.
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1. Copy and paste this into your journal: <*font color="yourusername"> <*b>yourusername<*/b>
2. Eliminate the asterisks.
3. Replace "yourusername" with your user name.
4. See what color you are!
spankerella
Liz
Elizabeth
Lizzie
Lizlee
Lee
Lizabella
Arabel
I think I'm gonna have to say something to this wench. I'm getting really tired of her crap. I mean, I was before, but before today her crap didn't involve me, so I turned the other cheek, avoided her, and generally ignored. Well, today her inane BS did involve me. She pitched a mini-fit because she thought I was gonna be working in box office today and not her. When it's not that big of a deal... and furthermore, not her decision to make anyhow. If I had not been so shocked by it, I might have asked her what the fuck her problem was. I mean, it's not as if we work at some high profile office or something. It's a damn movie theatre. Give me a friggin break. She needs to quit acting like a huffy bag about non-important crap before I pull rank on her and make sure she never sees the inside of the box again. Because technically I'm classified as a manager. To be in projection, you have to be a manager. She's just floorstaff. Now, I rarely exorcise my authority over the employees, but I just might have to make an exception in Bossy's case. What a super douche cuntbag.
See the whole problem was until someone "retooled" the schedule, I actually was scheduled today in box office. But they had to change it, and no one saw fit to tell me. But that's a whole other irritating kettle of fish. Point is... I didn't know I wasn't on the schedule. She was all sorts of bitching about it to another employee downstairs. Saying how she thought people ought to only be able to work when they were scheduled and not show up just any old time they wanted to work. Bad idea. Big mistake. Because A) no one likes her so whenever she says something not nice about someone else, the person she told runs right to whomever she was bitching about to tell them, and B) she happened to be bitching to one of my work friends, so he would have said something anyhow. What a dummy. The only way she could have ensured me finding out faster than telling Joseph would have been telling Nicole. The three of us are work buddies now. So when Joseph was spilling that to myself and Nicole, Nicole got kinda upset too. She's kooky that way. Probably doesn't help that Nicole doesn't like her for her own reasons as well.
If Bossy doesn't quit with this attitude she has, she is going to tick off the wrong person. I mean, I don't think she's worth much more than bitching about, but other people I know at that theatre put not only the V, but all the letters in vendetta. Some of those nutjobs are hardcore. That's why I generally don't bother with them.
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empressvesica.1. Copy and paste this into your journal: <*font color="yourusername"> <*b>yourusername<*/b>
2. Eliminate the asterisks.
3. Replace "yourusername" with your user name.
4. See what color you are!
spankerella
Liz
Elizabeth
Lizzie
Lizlee
Lee
Lizabella
Arabel
