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Unfair working Conditions

What do you do when the Supervisors have a favorite? And she slacks off only when the Big Boss isn't looking...and the Little Boss lets her get away with it the rest of the time? But then we're accused of 'beating her up'....not literally. I realize that the LIttle Boss is new at being a supervisor, and who am I to tell him how to do his job when I've never been in charge of anything myself [except for one or two prayer meetings]. But still, there are a few things that are just common sense....

like, no matter how ticked you are at my boyfriend because he's ticked at the Slacker, pay a little attention to me when I've just received 2nd degree burns...just a couple small ones on my fingers...blistered right up...ew...I was in pain for the rest of the night...and still had to stay until 6AM...while Slacker got to go home early....ggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Like, don't tell Slacker what has been said about her. That just adds fuel to the fire, ya know? Gives her an attitude towards them...ok, a bigger attitude...

Don't let her have more breaks, longer breaks than the rest of us...that only ticks us off more as well. Just because we don't all smoke, doesn't mean we wouldn't like an extra break too....

Sigh. What do you do?

Comments

Jean-Luc Picard said…
The Slacker is present in all our workplaces; he or she seems to get away with so much, while we work hard.

Sorry to hear about those burns.
M. C. Pearson said…
After working with at-risk kids for over five years (and similar people that are also called adults), I have concluded that every group has a person whose role is titled "the Butt." Unfortunately, the Butt (like your slacker) is usually that way because nobody has given him/her incentive enough to change- like firing his/her sorry a$$. I enjoy every opportunity to help make the butt's life difficult on the job. It's a public service that I'm proud to provide.

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