Work irks part 2 (hopefully rolling)


It’s not easy to not let it get to you, I know. Even when logic and facts tell you that the other person is the one with the issues. Hope you get to move on and soon.


last year i got a new job internally, one level above my old one. just found out my old one has just been upgraded a level, making my new job effectively a sideways move retrospectively. irked.

(also irked because the job was obviously wrongly graded while i was there, and they had the opportunity to regrade it when they restructured less than 18 months ago but at that time assessed that it should stay at the same level)


One of my team has been complaining for a couple of months about workload in their team. Finally get sign off and budget to recruit someone and they’re refusing to take them on as they think they’re “too busy to train someone” IRKED.


I’ve been sent a query that’s been escalated several times already about whether or not we have commercialised something that’s described in one of our patents. Fair enough, I’m the right person to ask for that.

Follow the email chain back to the beginning to find out who’s asking. Turns out it’s just some rando who called us up to ask. This has gone through three relatively senior people without anyone going “oh hang on, do we give out commercially sensitive information to anyone who calls up and asks?”

Americans, man. Americans.


my team has had to move desks again for the third time in a month. getting a bit tiresome how everyone mysteriously has to work from home the day before and the day after the move, so leaves me and one other guy to do all the work.

at least this time we had some moving people to help out. except they left all our pedestals behind and we had to move them all ourselves, about 20 between the two of us and another guy we roped in.

in other news, my new desk doesn’t have working power and is close enough to the kitchen that I might as well be working in it :clap:


Say “Hi!” to Royter-hatfood when you see him.


Comic Relief.

OK I can’t really complain. There’s nobody here sitting in a bath of beans or being a white saviour or anything, but there is a guy who’s been wearing a pair of CR deely boppers all day.

This is a guy who looks like a cross between Super Mario and a generic action film NY police sergeant, complete with massive moustache.

The other day someone came up looking for him. For about five minutes we went around the floor asking if anyone knew who he was, loudly saying his name out loud and he didn’t bat an eyelid, despite the fact that he was in Lync contact with the guy looking for him all the time.

He also eats roast dinners at his desk.

And he’s wearing Comic Relief deely boppers.


“i need this done immediately. it’s really important”
“okay, can i just check you want it done like this?”


fuck you then pal