Adventures at Work.
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Yesterday I had lunch with my team lead and his 3 year old daughter. It was... Amusing 
Children are funny in their way. I'm speaking as someone who wants to have children in a couple of years, has nephews, but not really a "children guy" as I have no real idea how to talk to them, I always feel awkward near children.
The couple of minutes when my team lead left me with his daughter to go buy drinks were a bit tense for me. I mean, the responsibility is terrifying. I hope I can get used to it once I have a child of my own.
Children are funny in their way. I'm speaking as someone who wants to have children in a couple of years, has nephews, but not really a "children guy" as I have no real idea how to talk to them, I always feel awkward near children.
The couple of minutes when my team lead left me with his daughter to go buy drinks were a bit tense for me. I mean, the responsibility is terrifying. I hope I can get used to it once I have a child of my own.
Oh boy to mess with the kids mind.Yesterday I had lunch with my team lead and his 3 year old daughter. It was... Amusing
Children are funny in their way. I'm speaking as someone who wants to have children in a couple of years, has nephews, but not really a "children guy" as I have no real idea how to talk to them, I always feel awkward near children.
The couple of minutes when my team lead left me with his daughter to go buy drinks were a bit tense for me. I mean, the responsibility is terrifying. I hope I can get used to it once I have a child of my own.
Me
"Hey kid did I ever tell you about what I did back during the Gulf War."
The Daughter listens intently.
A short time later after the father gets back.
"Daddy Daddy. I want to crew and LCU when I grow up and I think Troll Jarheads. Yeah I want to Troll Jarheads."
Me with a shit eating grin on my face.
Today I got to clear out a room in a hoarders house, complete with rat droppings, rat nests, and dead rats interspersed in what had basically become rodent Kowloon Walled City. A good reminder to clean your room if Jordan Peterson isnt enough motivation for you. Also showed that having children and family and people that care about you is real fuckin important because this lady was basically all alone and no one around to care for what was clearly severe mental illness given she looked at a pile of waterlogged styrofoam, rat nest, cardboard and christmas ornaments and said there was important stuff there for her to save.
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I travel a lot for work, and last night getting into FAI a colleague and I were complaining about American Airlines and debating whether or not Delta or Alaskan was better when he mentioned the time he had been competing in biathlon and American lost his skis and rifle for the first four days of a dive day event. And then wouldn’t compensate him because they has gotten everything to him!
My own American loses luggage story involves a “trip in vain” through Reagan National which involved four hours in that inner purgatory, 35X. It really is as bad as you heard. We then had to cancel because they couldn’t get us to the training on time, got back on the bus to go back to the other terminal, but of course, my luggage went on without me to Jackson Mississippi with a bizarre dogleg to Memphis. It finally came back a week later. Don’t fly AA.
My own American loses luggage story involves a “trip in vain” through Reagan National which involved four hours in that inner purgatory, 35X. It really is as bad as you heard. We then had to cancel because they couldn’t get us to the training on time, got back on the bus to go back to the other terminal, but of course, my luggage went on without me to Jackson Mississippi with a bizarre dogleg to Memphis. It finally came back a week later. Don’t fly AA.
Last week Weds I was making rounds at the truck yard when I picked up a strong smell of urine and musk. The last time I smelled that sort of smell. A Black Bear was nearby. So I did the sensible thing that any good Security Guard would do..... I went.
Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope!!!!!!!
All the way back to the Guard Shack.
Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope!!!!!!!
All the way back to the Guard Shack.
Chaos Marine
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I like to save my vacation time and due to my contract, I don't get bank holidays, I get them as holiday days instead. Meaning I can take three weeks off during the Summer and have just shy of two weeks left over for Christmas.
I come back from three weeks off. There are two offices for the company I work for, one based in the southern hemisphere and one in my country (obviously) and we offer 24/7, 365 days of the year support. We'd normally end our evening/late shifts at eight or ten o'clock respectively with few if any tickets in the queue. When I came back, there was a combined, just over two hundred tasks and incidents tickets. Due to our HR trying to maximize the money from our client, they've not been hiring people to make up for the staff departures until recently when we arrived at the point that we could have lost the contract. Like stupid levels of luck. Keep in mind we'd also get something between one to two hundred calls/tickets submitted a day with maybe six to twelve agents (if we're lucky, it used to be double to almost two and a half times that number).
When I got back, I got sixteen tickets in thirty minutes. With proper staffing levels when I started the company, that was considered extreme, you'd get on average between eight to ten tickets (not including calls). By the end of the day, I'd cleared some twelve tickets and had twenty-eight tickets in my queue, six of which I didn't have the opportunity to deal with. If we have over thirty-five tickets in our, we're considered to be failing our SLA. This isn't factoring in that we were taking calls back-back for almost the entire day. It took two weeks to clear the queue to a manageable level and my lead told me that I accounted for a bare minimum, a third of all cleared tickets and calls in those two weeks. The next two people combined managed I think twenty eight percent of tickets.
I'm speaking to my lead about my yearly raise and I've already mentioned to him in passing I expect a full raise amount and then some. I could see the abject terror in his eyes because he's already guessed I'm sending out applications to other jobs (I'm waiting on a date for an interview in which the starting salary starts at 5K more euro than what I started at my current job and would still be more than I'd be getting with the raise that I'm going to get) and he can't really afford to lose me but HR won't care because the cunt in charge is a greedy bitch who gets a bonus in proportion to how much of a difference there is based on what the client pays our company and what they spend on staff.
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The only saving graces of the company is, my old lead is one of my best friends, it's walking distance from where I'm living and the work is relatively easy, there's just so much of it.
I come back from three weeks off. There are two offices for the company I work for, one based in the southern hemisphere and one in my country (obviously) and we offer 24/7, 365 days of the year support. We'd normally end our evening/late shifts at eight or ten o'clock respectively with few if any tickets in the queue. When I came back, there was a combined, just over two hundred tasks and incidents tickets. Due to our HR trying to maximize the money from our client, they've not been hiring people to make up for the staff departures until recently when we arrived at the point that we could have lost the contract. Like stupid levels of luck. Keep in mind we'd also get something between one to two hundred calls/tickets submitted a day with maybe six to twelve agents (if we're lucky, it used to be double to almost two and a half times that number).
When I got back, I got sixteen tickets in thirty minutes. With proper staffing levels when I started the company, that was considered extreme, you'd get on average between eight to ten tickets (not including calls). By the end of the day, I'd cleared some twelve tickets and had twenty-eight tickets in my queue, six of which I didn't have the opportunity to deal with. If we have over thirty-five tickets in our, we're considered to be failing our SLA. This isn't factoring in that we were taking calls back-back for almost the entire day. It took two weeks to clear the queue to a manageable level and my lead told me that I accounted for a bare minimum, a third of all cleared tickets and calls in those two weeks. The next two people combined managed I think twenty eight percent of tickets.
I'm speaking to my lead about my yearly raise and I've already mentioned to him in passing I expect a full raise amount and then some. I could see the abject terror in his eyes because he's already guessed I'm sending out applications to other jobs (I'm waiting on a date for an interview in which the starting salary starts at 5K more euro than what I started at my current job and would still be more than I'd be getting with the raise that I'm going to get) and he can't really afford to lose me but HR won't care because the cunt in charge is a greedy bitch who gets a bonus in proportion to how much of a difference there is based on what the client pays our company and what they spend on staff.
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The only saving graces of the company is, my old lead is one of my best friends, it's walking distance from where I'm living and the work is relatively easy, there's just so much of it.
Geon
Electrogravitic Avian
This is short, silly and really weird but... last week, I'm washing my hands in the bathroom. There're a couple of fellas down the way at the Urinals... one farts and the other says to him, "Uh-oh, you stepped on a frog".
The other guy chuckles. There's about a 3-4 second pause and then some guy in one of the stalls loudly exclaims, "I am the Frog!"
I didn't stick around to find out who the "Frog" was, but it was damn funny.
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Back at my old Unit in Germany, my shop would often get stuck working late on Fridays as our duties required us to produce products to cover the weekend and the next Monday. It effectively tripled our daily work on Fridays. To make things worse, the CC loved to authorize Early Release for folks on Fridays. Most of the Unit would get out around 1100-1300... We'd often be there until 1900. It really sucked.
Toward the end of our day the Center would get pretty empty and only a handful of folks, outside of our shop, would really be around. So things would get silly. I had like... 6-7 Eastern Block helmets that I'd acquired from this online Militaria shop and I kept them on top of these cabinets over my desk for decoration. By the end of the day, I and many of my Airmen would be wearing the helmets as we finished up our work.
Occasionally, folks would walk by or through our office and give us odd looks, but we never caught any shit for it.
The other guy chuckles. There's about a 3-4 second pause and then some guy in one of the stalls loudly exclaims, "I am the Frog!"
I didn't stick around to find out who the "Frog" was, but it was damn funny.
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Back at my old Unit in Germany, my shop would often get stuck working late on Fridays as our duties required us to produce products to cover the weekend and the next Monday. It effectively tripled our daily work on Fridays. To make things worse, the CC loved to authorize Early Release for folks on Fridays. Most of the Unit would get out around 1100-1300... We'd often be there until 1900. It really sucked.
Toward the end of our day the Center would get pretty empty and only a handful of folks, outside of our shop, would really be around. So things would get silly. I had like... 6-7 Eastern Block helmets that I'd acquired from this online Militaria shop and I kept them on top of these cabinets over my desk for decoration. By the end of the day, I and many of my Airmen would be wearing the helmets as we finished up our work.
Occasionally, folks would walk by or through our office and give us odd looks, but we never caught any shit for it.
If AIT counts as work...
The junior class of my platoon (a platoon has 3 classes. A senior, junior and baby class. I am the senior class of my platoon) has been causing havoc with my drill Sergeant and it is the nicer of the two we have. The first day they got here one guy ordered pizza after curfew. And the same guy cant clean his room. Then they cant follow AR 670-1 the army uniform code....
Gah!... sadly I cant talk about what I actually do here at AIT but I can talk about what I do at PT and not in class
The junior class of my platoon (a platoon has 3 classes. A senior, junior and baby class. I am the senior class of my platoon) has been causing havoc with my drill Sergeant and it is the nicer of the two we have. The first day they got here one guy ordered pizza after curfew. And the same guy cant clean his room. Then they cant follow AR 670-1 the army uniform code....
Gah!... sadly I cant talk about what I actually do here at AIT but I can talk about what I do at PT and not in class
There are renovations in the office. The lights in my room (like half the floor really) aren't working, and they're supposed to start breaking the wall later today (and build a wall further into the corridor, so that effectively the room is going to "steal" some currently useless area of the office floor and become bigger).
Combine that with the fact it's August and a lot of the workers took vacation time, and the workplace has a strange, deserted atmosphere - dark and empty.
Combine that with the fact it's August and a lot of the workers took vacation time, and the workplace has a strange, deserted atmosphere - dark and empty.
One of the workers went somewhere and left her little kid (I think he looked 6-ish to me?) Asleep in the office, when he woke up he started crying. We were like 4 people trying to calm him down while trying to locate the mom. He totally refused to cooperate, and in the end called us "annoying". *Shrug* oh well, enjoy sitting in a dark (remember, renovations) office alone.
ReeeFallin
The Yankee Candle
quote of the day: "Did you just assume my subscription level?"
This is from years ago.
I was working for a cable internet company that served Fargo ND.
Now... the people in Fargo can be interesting to deal with on calls... and this one took the cake. He had been calling us for months, had a call log about twenty pages long, we'd sent out a half dozen techs to his property to try and resolve the issue and it finally got escalated to me. His issue was intermittent connectivity, he'd continuously lose net access but his modem never went offline.
So I'm looking at his modem and his signals looked like they were generated in a test lab under ideal circumstances. I mean *perfect* signals, next to zero drop off, no signal loss between the drop and the modem, perfect across the board. So I mention that to him, and he was real proud of that since he had set things up for that. You see, he'd built a small shelter right at the cable drop, wired it for electricity, had it heated *and* cooled to keep the modem at ideal operating temperature, weather sealed, the whole nine yards.
So here I'm thinking 'Great, I've got a competent one!'... then I had a thought...
"Sir, how is your modem connected to your computer."
Those who know me know where this is going...
You see, he had taken a standard CAT 5 cable... and spliced it to jumper cables, hooked it up to his electric fence, and reverse the process on the other side. Since he had been very careful in his work it actually kinda sorta worked when all the stars were aligned and the wind didn't blow and the rain didn't fall and birds didn't perch on his fence...
I was working for a cable internet company that served Fargo ND.
Now... the people in Fargo can be interesting to deal with on calls... and this one took the cake. He had been calling us for months, had a call log about twenty pages long, we'd sent out a half dozen techs to his property to try and resolve the issue and it finally got escalated to me. His issue was intermittent connectivity, he'd continuously lose net access but his modem never went offline.
So I'm looking at his modem and his signals looked like they were generated in a test lab under ideal circumstances. I mean *perfect* signals, next to zero drop off, no signal loss between the drop and the modem, perfect across the board. So I mention that to him, and he was real proud of that since he had set things up for that. You see, he'd built a small shelter right at the cable drop, wired it for electricity, had it heated *and* cooled to keep the modem at ideal operating temperature, weather sealed, the whole nine yards.
So here I'm thinking 'Great, I've got a competent one!'... then I had a thought...
"Sir, how is your modem connected to your computer."
Those who know me know where this is going...
You see, he had taken a standard CAT 5 cable... and spliced it to jumper cables, hooked it up to his electric fence, and reverse the process on the other side. Since he had been very careful in his work it actually kinda sorta worked when all the stars were aligned and the wind didn't blow and the rain didn't fall and birds didn't perch on his fence...
That sounds like a good story. Can you elaborate?
Redlance
Well-known member
Not without giving away too many details.
I do promise it did not involve any Mages or Templars.
EDIT: To be more specific, it's a GS who is engaged in legal action protesting the firing.
Porkchopper
Active member
This was a while ago. But I walk out of my guard shack and was going to stretch my legs. As I walk to the side theres a fox sitting right under the window lip. We are about 2 feet apart and just stare both of us flatfooted before little fox runs off. Ive had lots of animal experiences at my job.
Yep got to love it when little animals show up. For me it is the Little resident Kitty Cat that lives at the truckyard. The very friendly squirrel. And the rabbits that are no longer afraid of me. The animals that are still scared of me are the fox and ironically the Canada Geese. They are hostile to everyone except me. They see me and just nope nope nope away saying something about wanting no part of Tyrant Lizard King.
Now the one group of animals I really give a wide berth is our resident Alligators. when they are moving about I just stay far away from that section of the yard. Because I give the Deinosuchus their space.