Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Monday, 28 September 2015

Backstabbing & Endearing Curse Words


It’s terrible that this day in age it’s hard to find people that you can trust.  Working in an office environment you can see so easily how conversations turn into Chinese whispers and the backstabbing commences.  I never understood the whole backstabbing attraction; just have the balls to tell someone what you think instead of being a chicken shit and telling someone else about it.  I would rather someone be honest with me to my face and hurt my feelings rather than tell everyone else about it and me be none the wiser. 

 

I normally see this type of behaviour in girls and it forms ‘clicks’ which is pretty pathetic.  I’m sure backstabbing is going on behind my back and I really don’t care if it is or not, it doesn’t phase me in the slightest because if they are talking about me then they are leaving some other poor sap alone.  I try to stand up for people I see it happening to and if see someone trying to subtly pick on them and I see them struggling then I just stand up and say back off or stop them with a sarcastic remark.  More than likely I just tell them to shut the fuck up.

 

A friend sent me an image (below) last week that got me thinking about this and I think it’s true.

 

 

 

 

 

Now we don’t sit and curse all day but when we do we make it fun and come off with the most childish things to say to put the day in.  I do find that the more people curse within their conversations with me are the people I trust the most in my life.  My poor friends get some sarcastic abuse from me but it’s the way we are with each other.  I don’t know if it’s a Northern Irish thing or what it is.  Does everyone else do this?

Friday, 21 August 2015

Talking LOUD on the Phone! (21 August 2015)


I know I have ended up using this blog to vent my frustrations about most of the stuff that annoys me.  Why you ask? Usually I write this while I’m in work and if you have read any of my blog you will know that I’m not exactly ecstatic about my job.

 

Outside of work I promise I’m quite a happy person, very laid back and nothing really gets me down.  In here though, stuck in an office all day, it’s like a fish bowl.

 

I’m sitting here at the minute with my headphones on listening to music, rock music at the minute at that and I can still hear a certain someone on the phone.  This someone is one of those people that think that because you are talking to someone on the phone you have to talk REALLY LOUD!

 

Now my granny was one of these people that shouted down the phone because when she was young she never had a phone.  When it came time for her to use one she didn’t quite understand the workings of them so she yelled as if the person was miles away.  As a child I found this very amusing and of course we would make fun of her.

 

When you are stuck in a small room 8 hours a day trying to concentrate on your work (I do that on occasion) you can’t even hear yourself think most of the time.  I’m a finance person (for my sins, I must have been a real turd in a past life to deserve this, wonder what I did?) so I need to concentrate or I’m basically gonna fuck things up, end of!

 

Why these people insist on talking so loud is beyond me.  It aggravates not just me but the people around me and watching their faces screw up more and more as the conversation goes on and they look as if they are about to explode is the only little satisfaction I get from the situation.  Knowing I’m not alone in my frustration is the only thing stopping me from standing up and shouting ‘Shut the fuck up’ across the room.  I’m a nice person so I would have to add in a bit of comedy value to it too of course. 

Thursday, 6 August 2015

Hate Your Job? (6th August 2015)


Are you like me and stuck in a job you don’t really like?  Do you sit and daydream in work about a better work life? 

Everyone always tells me I’m completely wasted in my job, I sit and balance figures all day and it’s the worst possible thing I could be doing.  What don’t you just get another job you say?  Well because of the recession there aren’t really that many jobs out there.  The jobs that I would like to take don’t have any vacancies anymore and as far as the ‘entry’ requirement go they keep moving the goal posts.

For example.....I remember when I left school and you wanted to be a bin man you didn’t need any qualifications.  Now when you look to be a bin man you pretty much need a degree and 2 years experience.  How do you get experience at a job if you need 2 years experience to actually get to do it in the first place? It makes no sense.

I once had my dream job, well maybe not dream job but I loved it.  I used to work in an animal sanctuary and then moved onto a boarding kennels.  I got to hang out with loads of dogs every day and that was just heaven.  I just love dogs; they are probably the best buddies I have.

I have a media background, I love to write, animate, take photos, play piano, drums and draw so being stuck in 4 walls all day really drives me nuts.  I would love to become famous one day; it’s not what you’re thinking because everyone wants to become famous.  I would like to be famous so that I could help animals in need and what better way is there to raise awareness than have a famous person do it?  The whole ‘fame’ life doesn’t appeal to me one bit, I’m a bit of a loner and like it that way but I would do anything for the sake of animals in need.  Maybe one day, although I’m doing nothing to make it happen.