Most mornings it’s a struggle for me to get out of bed, not because I hate my job… no… I actually like what I do, but it’s more along the lines that I loathe the office that I work in.
In yesterday’s post I wrote about my co-worker who for the better part of fifteen years has repeatedly said inappropriate things in the workplace and basically gotten away with it because our pathetic human resources department won’t deal with the issue.
Numerous people have complained. He’s been written up over and over again. HR has been contacted and yet…
He’s still here.
Furthermore, I failed to tell you that he’s also a know-it-all as well as an annoying repeat story teller.
He prides himself on spouting the stupidest stuff and brags about it over and over again.
Sadly, what he THINKS he knows is typically regurgitated from online media sources, social networking and other unreliable sources that lace their scripts with opinionated lies and very general information. Quite sadly, there’s no depth or substance to his pathetic renditions of what he thinks he’s learned on the internets.
AND!! And!!! Annnddd…!!!! (please imagine me shaking my pointy little finger at you while saying, “AND!! And!! Annnddd!!) I should mention that if you do happen to correct him with actual facts and show him the facts to be true, he absolutely refuses to accept those facts as truth and will argue that you’re wrong and he’s right.
He even goes so far as to call you horrible names trying to intimidate you into backing off your stance and believing what he said was truth. He will NOT accept the truth unless one of the social internet of things corroborates what you said as factual.
Oh! and the issue of him being an annoying repeat story teller, I can honestly tell you that I’ve heard the same stories from him multiple times since I started working here, and I’ve only been here for a year and a half.
And believe me when I tell you . . . his stories are not entertaining. If the Guinness Book of World’s Records had a category for the most boring and repetitive story teller ever…he would be the all-time champion.
And of course, there’s his whole tainted selfish opinion of anyone on the earth who does NOT share his opinionated drivel. These are the people that he will generalize and label, typically referring to them in a thunderously hostile tone of negative name-calling and boastful propagation.
And he’s not the only one…
There’s a small group who sits on the other side of my wall who constantly complain about work, politics, the internet, insurance, people, government and anything else their pathetic meaningless minds worry about on a given day.
I actually refer to this place as my little block-o-hell because it’s toxic and more negative than the radioactive site at Chernobyl.
I’ve asked for my own office, complained about the negativity to HR, complained to my supervisor about my coworker and the others in my office space, commiserated with co-workers who share in my plight, prayed over the issue for peace…heck, I’ve even written blog posts about how this place is NOT a positive working environment…but it’s all to no avail.
I’m stuck here…
In this block-o-hell…
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . sigh . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
If it wasn’t for people, I’d actually enjoy this place.
I hope and pray that one day soon I can finally find a work place that’s positive and that I actually enjoy getting up in the morning to go to work.