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Is there a particular person at your workplace that REALLY gets under your skin? A person whose absense (if he or she were to mysteriously disappear...) might make make you not hate your job (AS MUCH)? Someone who constantly counters your plans and ideas, sending them down in flames before you have a chance to really let them take flight, ensuring that you will remain with the rest of the peons in the bowels of the ship at your oar...
Not that I have any strong feelings about this or anything...
My arch-nemesis' name is the VP/Editor/Personnel Director, Bob. A seemingly innocuos moniker that barely hints at his amazing aptitude for ignorance, exceptional skills of mismanagement, and astounding ability to P!SS ME OFF! I started out as a bottom feeder here, answering the phones and doing order entry crap. We completely tolerated each other at that time. But, the moment I took a step up the ladder to a skilled job (became the Systems Administrator here; or, as I like to put it now: Technology Puppetmaster), and he deigned to pay me a miniscule amount more than I had been getting, I became the enemy. Since then, he seems to have made it his sole duty at work to irritate me to the point of quitting. Which I will never do (well, unless I get a really good job offer), because I cannot let him win. So I press on, hating my job with my whole heart, hoping that one day all my efforts will prove fruitful, and said arch-nemesis goes insane and is committed to a dirty little mental institution that still thinks massive electro-shock therapy and lobotomies are state-of-the-art procedures.
So let's hear everyone else's stories. Who is Dr. Evil to your Austin Powers?
Not that I have any strong feelings about this or anything...
My arch-nemesis' name is the VP/Editor/Personnel Director, Bob. A seemingly innocuos moniker that barely hints at his amazing aptitude for ignorance, exceptional skills of mismanagement, and astounding ability to P!SS ME OFF! I started out as a bottom feeder here, answering the phones and doing order entry crap. We completely tolerated each other at that time. But, the moment I took a step up the ladder to a skilled job (became the Systems Administrator here; or, as I like to put it now: Technology Puppetmaster), and he deigned to pay me a miniscule amount more than I had been getting, I became the enemy. Since then, he seems to have made it his sole duty at work to irritate me to the point of quitting. Which I will never do (well, unless I get a really good job offer), because I cannot let him win. So I press on, hating my job with my whole heart, hoping that one day all my efforts will prove fruitful, and said arch-nemesis goes insane and is committed to a dirty little mental institution that still thinks massive electro-shock therapy and lobotomies are state-of-the-art procedures.
So let's hear everyone else's stories. Who is Dr. Evil to your Austin Powers?
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Re: Who's your arch-nemesis?
Thu, December 4, 2003 - 3:07 PMMine is Jabba the Blob, as I not-so-affectionatley reffered to her in a previous post. She's a mega bitch from hell. She's got a super-shitty attitude and acts all put out when I go to her with a question, but then when I ask someone else or just try and figure something out myself she gathers her flab up and calls me in for a meeting. I think I could tolerate her if the work I was doing wasn't so fucking retarded. Data entry is for zombies. Bleh!
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Re: Who's your arch-nemesis?
Thu, January 8, 2004 - 3:04 PMever have some one at work who you just dont like but they havent done much to you.........its more the way they address you and/or look at you , like you are some dumb shit low man on the pole. i hate "company men"
their whole wet spot in life is to come here and make this company more money and more money so some dipshit can have a longer vacation and take the credit for what the company men do.
i would say this makes them "tools"
im no exception
i come here every day huffing boxes and moving peoples crap so they can work harder and longer and then it goes all the way up the chain.
difference is i dont GIVE A FUCK so much about what company i work for or how the stock is or who i rub the wrong way or whatever. so long as i stay shinin' and do my job and dont get my ass canned.