Oh! How the tables have turned in my little corner of
existing, for once I was a temp who hated permanent members of staff, and now I
am a permanent member of staff who sits here seething and raging at the idiocy
of the office temp*. In my defence, I started off being nice and friendly and
it was only when I realised what a twat he is that I started to get irritable.
I guess this is why people are mean to temps? Because of
this kind of idiot, ruining it for all the temps?
I could (and do! Every day to anyone I happen to speak to!) go on about this
for hours, but that would be mean and also boring (he broke a mug, he forgot to
turn the alarm off, he is generally an individual of sub-normal intelligence…) But,
I must get my Top 5 Highly Irritating Things (HIT) off my chest, before it explodes:
1. He comes back from his lunch break every day, then sits at his desk laughing
to himself at the headlines from his copy of The Sun. He has already read the
newspaper, he merely likes everyone else to hear how, blimey, The Sun has pathetic
headlines. I have taken to plain IGNORING this kind of attention seeking
behaviour now, because if I have to laugh politely at the idiocy of another Sun
headline, I will shoot myself. It's THE SUN, of course the headlines are shite!
If I wanted to laugh at its crap writing, I'd buy my OWN COPY. Why do people do
this stupid laughing to themselves, begging to be asked “what?” If you do this,
and you are absolutely sure that you have something worthwhile to say, please just
say, “There’s something I found amusing in here – let me share it with you.”
Thank you.
2. He comes up behind me at my desk and asks what I am doing, all the time… It’s
not like I actually HAVE something to be doing 100% of the time so it’s
especially irritating when I don’t have an impressively complex work-task to
explain in the most baffling way possible, and instead am just faffing about on
Facebook/blog/email, or just staring at the screen thinking “for the love of
god please let me have some WORK TO DO SOON!”
3. When I get to work at 8.30 and leave at quite-right 4.30, he makes comments
like "ohh so you've had enough for the day have you?" as if I am
merely leaving half an hour early because I have got bored. I work longer and
harder than HE does. If I explain that, no, I came in at 8.30, he decides to
say "yeah right, I believe you." I am seething just writing this.
4. He whistles. And taps his fingers. And yawns. And
stretches. And generally goes about existing in a particularly noisy fashion.
5. I can leave work and he’ll say “don’t get pissed, it’s
unprofessional” for no apparent reason at all. This is an example of a joke,
for heaven’s sake, and it is not funny.
* Apart from, sorry, he's not a temp - he's a contractor. Which is a posh way
of being a temp, in this instance, if you ask me. Throwing words about like
'self employed' and 'freelance' just don't just it with me, temp.
Other than that - I still like my job. My next spa day is on Wednesday, which is about time because I fear it may even be more than a MONTH since my last facial and that's just wrong.
