Today started out okay. Wait, that's incorrect. This morning there was a girl listening to her iPod too loud on the seabus and slurping her coffee. I would actually glare in her direction and then it would seem she would take it easy trying to fellate the coffee mug, but then two minutes later she would start sounding like a low budget porn movie again.
And what the fuck is with people that come to a standstill once they get on the escalator. Hey, assholes! You're legs still work! I can see if you're elderly or disabled, but no, these are the same stupid bastards that jostle for position before the seabus doors open so that you think they're going to run all through the causeway and up the escalator, but no: they simply stop moving. MOVE. You SUCK.
Then I wrote an angry letter about urban sprawl (who needs coffee first thing in the morning?).
Then the market crashed which was rather historic and monumental.
In the afternoon I had a conversation with my boss whereby he indicated that the CFO wants to pay any new potential receptionist $24,000 to $28,000 a year. In 2007 (and we know prices of goods have increased since then) StatsCan said the poverty line for people living in major cities in Canada was about $22,000. We also know that apartments hover around the $1,000 a month mark. So let's say the take home pay for a 26k job is $20,800, and that rent is 1k and your food, transportation, heat, phone, cable and entertainment bill comes to $600 a month. Wow: if nothing goes wrong financially, you stand to save a whopping $1,600 a year. Needless to say I hit the roof. I think we should be paying a minimum of $30,000 for the position (which still sucks!). Anyways, my boss says that if he is going to shell out more money for the position he would want the potential candidate to sign a one-year employment contract. I said why? He said cause then they would have to stay for a year. I said, um, no, it wouldn't be legally binding. He then tells me that the new hire wouldn't know that. I just about snapped, but instead said, "What you are proposing is ethically and morally wrong. Not only that, but if she were to come to me in my capacity of Human Resources, I would tell her - and I have told others this as well - that she is under no legal obligation to give any notice upon quitting."
Get this: he didn't believe it. He then said, "but my employment says I have to give two weeks' notice". This is my boss. This is the guy that I work for. I mean, can you imagine it? Can you imagine your employer being able to legally make you work against your will for two weeks? I replied, "It doesn't matter what your contract or my contract says if it contravenes the Employment Standards Act. For example: I don't have to come in to work tomorrow, or ever again. You would have to pay me out up to my last day as well as any outstanding vacation time. I don't owe you anything." And he just looked at me with that incredulous, dumb fucking manager look and I could tell he still didn't fully buy it.
My point is this: my boss wants to grossly underpay the receptionist and then trick her into thinking she would have a year long contractual obligation to work with us. And, if she feels particularly aggrieved and abused he feels that she would still have to give the company two weeks' notice. It's this corporate, arrogant attitude in which the people that actually do the "work" are treated like fucking serfs by management who "manage" that makes me want to pull my hair out.
Then I came home and went for a run and a jerk off in an SUV almost wiped me out so I fingered him. I was like, jumping up and down in the intersection flailing my middle finger about, praying he would be so mad he would turn around like that Hummer did once. Yep. Spoiling for a fight. But he didn't track me down so I finished my run and made dinner.
Then I called the hotel in Victoria to extend our stay for another night after the marathon and she said the best rate she could give me was $140 again, even though I was pretty sure I had seen a rate of $95 when I was on their site earlier today. So I logged on, found the $95, called her back and oh! wow. I get the second night for $95.
What in the Christ hell is with everyone today?? Buck up!
And what the fuck is with people that come to a standstill once they get on the escalator. Hey, assholes! You're legs still work! I can see if you're elderly or disabled, but no, these are the same stupid bastards that jostle for position before the seabus doors open so that you think they're going to run all through the causeway and up the escalator, but no: they simply stop moving. MOVE. You SUCK.
Then I wrote an angry letter about urban sprawl (who needs coffee first thing in the morning?).
Then the market crashed which was rather historic and monumental.
In the afternoon I had a conversation with my boss whereby he indicated that the CFO wants to pay any new potential receptionist $24,000 to $28,000 a year. In 2007 (and we know prices of goods have increased since then) StatsCan said the poverty line for people living in major cities in Canada was about $22,000. We also know that apartments hover around the $1,000 a month mark. So let's say the take home pay for a 26k job is $20,800, and that rent is 1k and your food, transportation, heat, phone, cable and entertainment bill comes to $600 a month. Wow: if nothing goes wrong financially, you stand to save a whopping $1,600 a year. Needless to say I hit the roof. I think we should be paying a minimum of $30,000 for the position (which still sucks!). Anyways, my boss says that if he is going to shell out more money for the position he would want the potential candidate to sign a one-year employment contract. I said why? He said cause then they would have to stay for a year. I said, um, no, it wouldn't be legally binding. He then tells me that the new hire wouldn't know that. I just about snapped, but instead said, "What you are proposing is ethically and morally wrong. Not only that, but if she were to come to me in my capacity of Human Resources, I would tell her - and I have told others this as well - that she is under no legal obligation to give any notice upon quitting."
Get this: he didn't believe it. He then said, "but my employment says I have to give two weeks' notice". This is my boss. This is the guy that I work for. I mean, can you imagine it? Can you imagine your employer being able to legally make you work against your will for two weeks? I replied, "It doesn't matter what your contract or my contract says if it contravenes the Employment Standards Act. For example: I don't have to come in to work tomorrow, or ever again. You would have to pay me out up to my last day as well as any outstanding vacation time. I don't owe you anything." And he just looked at me with that incredulous, dumb fucking manager look and I could tell he still didn't fully buy it.
My point is this: my boss wants to grossly underpay the receptionist and then trick her into thinking she would have a year long contractual obligation to work with us. And, if she feels particularly aggrieved and abused he feels that she would still have to give the company two weeks' notice. It's this corporate, arrogant attitude in which the people that actually do the "work" are treated like fucking serfs by management who "manage" that makes me want to pull my hair out.
Then I came home and went for a run and a jerk off in an SUV almost wiped me out so I fingered him. I was like, jumping up and down in the intersection flailing my middle finger about, praying he would be so mad he would turn around like that Hummer did once. Yep. Spoiling for a fight. But he didn't track me down so I finished my run and made dinner.
Then I called the hotel in Victoria to extend our stay for another night after the marathon and she said the best rate she could give me was $140 again, even though I was pretty sure I had seen a rate of $95 when I was on their site earlier today. So I logged on, found the $95, called her back and oh! wow. I get the second night for $95.
What in the Christ hell is with everyone today?? Buck up!
7 comments:
Count your lucky stars you don't have to sit opposite the grossest pig on the planet. Mr Smoking Himself To Death disgusting pig eater $%$t.
And there's a woman who marrie him!! She must be a slob too.
Uh, thank god I'm teaching right now.
p.s I hear you about the escalators and the slurping. Uh, I hope and pray I go to Cat Heaven and no Human Heaven cos you know HH is gonna be full of bad-mannered peasants.
Rant over.
:)
I always 'lose' letters when ranting.
Fill in the gaps.
Yeah, I don't get the smoking thing. They've mostly eradicated it in Vancouver thankfully. Though man is it ever disgusting when you walk or run past someone smoking. And this woman got on the seabus the other day and just reeked and reeked of stale smoke. Bleh!
It is weird, though, how some people are just so tuned in and considerate and others are totally ignorant, rude messes.
Yeah, why is that? That some folks get it and others don't.
It doesn't take much to show a little respect for another person's space. Not much at all. What gets me is that the rude ill-mannered people don't mind if others are rude and ill-mannered. It must be great to live life totally oblivious to slurping and snorting snot and biting forks. I know you bite your fork but you make up for it by being a good writer, a non-ciggy smoker and a cool dude.
Er.
Duder.
Me, I'm just so farking perfect it's unbelievable.
;)
I thought that Hummer guy DID turn around......what happened then??? lol
I've been in management, and it's about the shittiest job a person could have. poor bastards. Life is too short.
You should have tapped that girl on the shoulder, and asked her how she's enjoying her morning coffee?
I hope that if I were doing something so terribly irritating, that someone would tell me! Like when my fly is low, PLEASE tell me. Really, it saves me mucho embarrassment.
Ha! I don't actually bite my fork, I just said that to bug you. I don't get this fork biting phenomenon. Why would someone bite their fork? It seems painful and weird.
Actually, when I think about biting my fork I get that uncomfortable feeling, like handling glasses that have been run through the dishwasher one too many times.
Lunch time!
Making someone stay at a job just because they signed a 1 yr contract sounds down right stupid. if I was that person I would make that manager's life a living hell. He would be saying, here take your check, take my check, just leave. Then, I could say, oh no you wanted me now you got me! I can be so catty.
Good rant. I get really mad a people who hog the grocery isles with their gigantic bodies and their carts. And people who walk at a snail's pace in the mall. I won't go to the mall because of these people.
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