Archive for co-workers

Office lunch.

Posted in Business, Misanthropy, Work with tags , , , , , , , on May 21, 2017 by MISANTHROPIST


Recently someone close to me had a problem with her co-workers, she works in the event industry. And an event was what reminded her that these are her colleagues and not her friends. I’d still consider myself a misanthrope even after becoming a more social animal.

Recent events have reminded me the same, that these are co-workers and not my friends. I enjoy working with them and like them but our relationship is strictly professional. I’ll go out for a meal with them but that’s as far as it will go.

We sit around a glass table to eat, relaxing on the office chairs and  sofa talking. Or we go out to eat, the boss has purchased my lunch quite a bit which is nice of her but again this likely stems from the fact that I’m making money. 

We’ve worked together previously but I doubt that counts for much. I knew the other for around five years if we exclude the times when our paths deviated. There’s one less at the glass table now and that opens opportunities.

It still feels like a shark tank at times. There is a level of pressure with deadlines, investigation and obviously paying the rent but it’s an interesting environment. I think I realised that it was what I wanted to do when I instantly stepped back into the shark tank and acclimatised to it. 

The other thing is that I can potentially have a second job should I want it. The sales manager position is still in my name. I’ve told my old boss we would discuss revisions if applicable when he returns from South America. A place I’d like to be. If the price is right I wouldn’t mind working there on weekends. I’ll see how it goes but I’m not sure I need it. 

As we sit around the table, eating and laughing, discussing whatever. I remember I am still at work. Also that I can’t afford to be neutral on a moving train. I quite enjoy working as part of a team, small team but I will never mistake my employer or my co-worker as a friend.

-Misanthropist.

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C-liquid. 

Posted in General Dumbassery, Smoking, Work with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 2, 2016 by MISANTHROPIST

Myself and my entire team were high as fuck today from 10am right through to 6pm. I recently gave an ex colleague and producer of e-liquids some chemistry advice and he came to my co-worker and mutual friend with a proof of concept cannabis e-liquid. It worked a charm, a high like hashish and almost no odour.
My manager was smoking it in front of the CEO of the company and she didn’t say a thing, no odour. We mixed flavourings to cover up any odour and I’d say that it worked. Conversations were had about Leonardo da Vinci’s works so it’s kinda obvious people were high. 2deep4u.

Actually I’m still smoking it as I write. The flavour and buzz are all there but the odour is strangely absent. All they can smell is strawberry and vanilla. I’m actually vaping it with 6mg nicotine to give it a kick. I’ve already worked on the chemistry to increase potency and decrease contamination so the next batch should be powerful.

We even did a blind test, accidentally in a way as just when we were about to inform the subject he could end up high my manager chimes in with ‘no you won’t get high off it’ needless to say he ate a huge meal at lunch and went home early, probably to rethink his life.

My other co-worker was smoking it like Bob Marley despite the fact she doesn’t smoke cannabis at all. It was quite funny to watch her play with a water bottle for half an hour. Another co worker was staring at his computer for a good 30 mins. I was searching for a word for my manager and when I found it what felt like 20mins was actually two.

It was a slow but interesting day at my work today. I thought you might enjoy the story. I should write again soon, I’ll get back to you with more as soon as possible.

-Misanthropist.

I wouldn’t call it a post…

Posted in Alcohol, Business, England, Foods, Legal, Misanthropy, People, Unpopular Opinions., Work with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 31, 2016 by MISANTHROPIST

Hey all, I was recently informed that I haven’t written in some time. To be honest I let it slip, it  wouldn’t be the only thing but somehow I’ve managed to keep a hold on the most important things. My job is stressful, you might say welcome to the real world but this job goes above and beyond.

I guess that’s what has me paid so well but all this effort is nothing if my client isn’t serious. I’ve become more cynical in order to weed out the bullshitters, to be honest I fucking hate my job. I might aswell get an education and move to the top rungs of the food chain. Either that or I just become a police investigator.

I haven’t been doing so well because of people wasting my fucking time and my work place filling with idiots who dilute the quality work of my team. When I’m briefing lawyers I do it professionally. I understand the code of conduct and standards set and wouldn’t be briefing them if I wasn’t sure. The fucking newbies have fucked it up for everyone.

I guess I can’t blame it on them entirely. Management and training, to be honest I’m not sure how you would train someone for this? I wouldn’t fucking recommend it either unless you were thinking to become a private investigator, educate themselves in civil law. I feel like a low budget Sherlock Holmes saying that.

I was specialising in medical negligence and negligence in the work place, in my eyes these are clean. Very difficult to fake, I take no pleasure in suing a hospital believe me. When two idiot RN’s lift a client with a spinal injury and paralyse them for life I feel like I have done my client a service. I try not to take on anything else because I like to help people that have genuinely been injured.

I fucking hate the term whiplash, a name for diagnoses of a number of symptoms specific to a car accident. How easy do you think it is to trick a doctor, as long as you’ve had the crash and point to your boo-boo I wouldn’t blame the doctor for thinking it, after all it’s consistent with crash injuries. My point being that public falls and road accidents are easily faked.

I don’t personally feel comfortable with that. I’m trying to help people, not help them commit fraud. I use investigative questioning the moment a clients story doesn’t add up, there are certain indicators that someone is lying to me. For that reason I only like dealing with certain cases. Then the newbies go fuck it up for everyone. Fuck me. I guess I don’t hate my job but a sequence of unfavourable events has made our lives harder collectively.

Basically I hate my job, if not for the money I would be gone. I’ve been thinking of doing it freelance. I could deliver better quality service on both ends and a few people a month could support me, I’m not interested in money beyond my own survival and I always put my clients interests before my own both legally and financially speaking.

My ex boss and mentor once said that I ask more questions than anyone else who has been there. I feel a need to understand the ins and outs of the service I’m providing. I miss that motherfucker but I can understand why he left, even I want to leave. I’m doing well but it isn’t stable. I have plans for the future beyond this place. As I said before I would burn to leave this place, luckily I have principals?

Consider this an update, I hate my fucking job. Money doesn’t make you happy but fuck me is it easier. My world is far from stable however I do enjoy the luxuries I never had, it’s not on credit, imagine my bank balance between lovely meals, alcohol and high grade cannabis. I’m working to get all that under control but shit my work day doesn’t help. All in all I’m doing well.

I took time off this month and it felt almost alien, I didn’t write or do anything but sleep and get fucked up, I don’t get to do that much or much of anything when I’ve finished work I want shower, spliff and bed. Tonight I didn’t even get to shower. You get the idea. It’s not glamorous but I like the raincoat and suit, liaising with clients, outwitting the institutions that seek to fuck them and giving the wolves a scent.

The fucking people I work with are a joke, I genuinely like at least 5 but other than that I’d rather not. Fuck management too, they’re shit I lost faith in the ability of the boss after she provided the most retarded solution. I can’t even get into that but it’s embarrassing. I have some admiration for our matriarch, she’s been at this longer than I’ve been alive. In many ways I’m glad she’s not my boss because I can learn from her I don’t have to go against her like I do my manager. Her advice is priceless as far as I’m concerned, we have a level of respect for eachother in areas we are knowledgable and that’s not something I can say for my manager.

I hope this was enough for anyone who was waiting for an update I can’t say I’ve had requests but I’ve been asked why I haven’t posted. Honestly I had to remind myself but I could do with a constant seeing as everything else slipped between the job.

This is for you, you know who you are because you were the one who reminded me to post. You’re doing great man, it’s not easy I know because I’ve been through it. It’s not comforting but their face fades and you forget the sound of their voice before that. Eventually it all fades, it’s a cut off point and I think you’re doing much better than I did in your position. I always have time for you just get ahold of me. Rarely are break ups so clean cut. Your conscience is clear, you’re good man and I understand what you’re searching for.

So uh, hey you guys… I need to sleep now. I didn’t check any of this before it was posted. I’ll do that later.

-Misanthropist.

Socialising with co-workers.

Posted in Misanthropy, People, Work with tags , , , , , on April 23, 2016 by MISANTHROPIST


Did you really think I would do it more than I had to? Any socialising I do isn’t without an agenda. I work in a snake pit. While it’s good to keep your eyes on the other vipers in the pit it’s not something I particularly enjoy doing. In fact I’ve just stopped now.

The motto: Trust Nobody.

I can’t be asked between the gossip, the shitty people, the dishonesty and all. When my lunch break comes I take my stuff and disappear, despite constant invites and prompting I cannot be asked with anyone. Sitting at the banquet, all good friends till the end but you know they all hate each other and all talk behind each other’s backs.

 I stay in the middle because then I’m in a position of power but my rule is no fraternising. They’re co workers and not friends, they all have their own agenda. Same shit, different scenery, more money. I’m just there to earn and for experience.

Why do I want to spend time with the very people I’ve sought to avoid? I’m not even trying to be superior or moral but these people are the lowest. I’m not even going to go into it but they’re definitely not my cup of tea. I might genuinely like two of them but other than that I don’t care for any others.

Misanthropy reinstalled.

-Misanthropist.

Fire

Posted in Legal, Work with tags , , , , , on February 29, 2016 by MISANTHROPIST

I’m doing pretty well at the job. I’ve even managed to get that client we lost back on board by apologising for the conduct of the solicitor on our behalf and following up with a ‘hey, how are you?’ Courtesy call. She had been injured. It was appreciated and even brought me more information to give to the other firm. Her case has become rather solid.

I’m quite pleased about that. My boss is happy with me because I’m out performing 80% of my colleagues on my first month. I’m quite pleased with myself. Good times. I’m hoping the bank speaks for itself at the end of the month.  Which brings me to my next post. It could have been two but the next subject needs its own post entirely. 

-Misanthropist.

Unemployment 

Posted in Unemployment, Useless information., Work with tags , , , , , on July 24, 2015 by MISANTHROPIST

So I’ve been made redundant with three weeks pay, could have been worse. To be honest I haven’t slept so well in months. I’ve been struggling with depression and the time off is a relief. This is my second day of unemployment and to be honest with you I’m not in too much of a hurry to get looking. Call it R&R.
My only issue is the lack of distraction, that and I’m bored on day two. In a way it’s a good thing I’m out because I can’t see the company surviving many more years, also I don’t want to end up stuck there for years. I’ll miss my co-workers, I don’t think I’ll find such a decent group of people to work and have a laugh with.

Gotta keep moving forward.

-Misanthropist.

Today…

Posted in Work with tags , , , , on November 11, 2013 by MISANTHROPIST

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Today has been one of those days. Two of the idiots I work with decided to take a day off together to rent a room together or something, well it became obvious what was going on when two friends phone in sick the same day. I spent a good half an hour trying to remember if some new game was released or football was on or some crap. The sales manager admitted that it sounded very put on… I’ve made sure everyone noticed the fact that they took the same day off. The guy from sales I don’t give a flying fuck about but my newbie, I’m annoyed with. Any other day would have been fine but today was a day of record sales meaning I’ve done two or three days work in one day. Those two idiots made everyone’s day hard today. Newbie is going to suffer for it too. Tomorrow will be a very hard day for him. I’m debating crucifying him outside with leaf springs and steering racks duck taped together.

On top of that newbie letting us all down there’s the fact that the Indian guys I worked with turned the heater up till it was just like home sweet home. I have a degree of respect for my manager but being Indian he will side with them on everything and generally believes they are harder workers, there’s a degree of truth to it but tell that to me who does their work in half the time and my friend and ex-coworker who could do the same work as three of them and it’ll feel like a snub to you too. Then there’s the small matter of the executives being present which means we can’t use our own methods to speed everything up and there’s always that tension in the air when they’re around. Always fun. Just when you thought work couldn’t be anymore stressful…

They also force us to wear high visibility jackets which is bullshit considering there’s no heavy machinery and the lighting is sufficient. The Hi-vis are just unnecessary… To top all of this off our idiotic management let the other guy go at 2pm so I did like two or three hours on my own until my co-worker was able to join me. I had no break, not even for cigarette and they wanted me to stay till closing for an extra hour. I responded with a doctor evil-esque  ‘how bout no.’ the company does me no favor and they can expect the same in return. That isn’t to say I don’t help out from time to time but I do that for my friends in the workplace, never the company. Today was complete and utter bullshit. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

beyTime to play whack-a-newbie…
Misanthropist.