I've only been back a week and I've been informed my position will be reviewed come August. Jokes. Interviews lined up with HMRC and PHSO in the coming weeks.
I've only been back a week and I've been informed my position will be reviewed come August. Jokes. Interviews lined up with HMRC and PHSO in the coming weeks.
Sending in an application to The Athletic next week to work in their graphics department. Absolute dream job and I hear their pay scale is good too.
I was thinking about The Athletic today wondering how their model has been affected by the pandemic etc. Seems like they're always deep discounting their monthly fee.
Stuff that got taken completely out of my hands went tits up to the point that Dr Tedros himself sent us angry emails.
After putting that fire out and playing some video games for an hour it was 3am and By the time it reached 5am and I couldn’t sleep before a 7am start i decided to just not bother.
After that I was allowed to take over and found out for some reason the woman from ‘Gorillas in the Mist’ is talking at our Covid Conference?
We’re halfway through the last session where due to being production, I can see one of the panelists fell asleep for at least 45 minutes off camera.
45 minutes and then Bill Gates rounds us out telling us that the microchips he’s putting in you vis corona vaccine are perfectly harmless.
Then I’m on holiday for 5 weeks. Thank fuck.
Apparently in my old job there are 5 or 6 people back in the office "for mental health reasons." But they are apparently all in their own separate little meeting rooms rather than distancing in the office. What does that achieve?
Gets them out of the house. They might have an abusive partner or someone who is hard work to be around 24/7.
I'm sure for some people having some sense of normality can really help with their mental health. Even if it's not completely normal.
If they were in the office together but distanced then yeah but I can't see how just sitting in a small boxy white room is going to help for more than a day or so.
Work/home separation and routine of commuting will arguably have even more of an impact than the water cooler chats.
I guess. I'm glad for me it's not something I feel like I need because the idea of commuting an hour either way to sit in a small white room on my own sounds even more miserable.
I guarantee not one of them has a "mental health" issue. They're bored.
Mental health can refer to things other than schizophrenia or wanting to hoy yourself off a bridge. I can attest to the fact that sitting within the same four walls for weeks on end can have an effect on your mood.
Giggles would benefit among the most on this forum from mental health treatment
I think it's just widened its scope mate.
Fashion. Some generation of lazy limp wankers buying into that shite. The next world war will be some lol.
Work are giving us €180 each to spend on WFH equipment, which is pretty cool. Might get a fancy chair or a standing desk.
I tried to get standing desks in when we did up the office just after Christmas and was shot down. Lazy fucks.
I had a cool one at a previous job which had a little electric motor for moving up and down. Ikea have some cheaper manual ones for about £200
We just got the notification that the office will remain closed until next year. I am going to try and wrangle myself a split week after that.
I've got a similiar hefty amount permissible for wasting on shit I don't need. A monitor would actually have been useful during this hectic last few weeks but the Next dining chair has been fanatstic. A standing table would be tasty but I don't think they come into our budget and ideally I need it to be easily stowed away so I may just hunt down some sturdy cardboard boxes to pile on to my dining table.
I could do with a monitor instead of using the TV for work. The screen's stretched so I can't see the clock and I don't think I can fiddle the resolution settings.
I'm using a laptop screen that's smaller than my juicy zucchini to do split screen document edits and it's recently started some constant jittering for full epileptic shock factor.
That's the one thing I'm grateful for. The telly gives me plenty of space to do a two-screen job.
I was lucky I had a decent set up at home as it made the transition much easier. I just have to flip between the monitors for work/personal when the day starts/ends as both laptops are on docking stations.
Covid-19 health inspectors are getting £35 an hour, apparently on a three-month job. Sounds like a nice racket if you've got the credentials for it. They'll be in demand for making premises Covid secure.
2 hour organisation wide talk on BLM inspired race bollocks with 3 ethnics giving sob stories and white seniors giving lip service. They had a Q&A open where everyone was using it to piss about their struggles and 'white privelege'. The levels of restraint I had to show to not get involved and consequently lose my job should see me get a promotion, frankly.
Confirmed. Pre lockdown and post lockdown are the same.
Organising dates with tinder girls who turn out to be a whole lot larger than originally appreciated. Pumped her anyway because she was really nice.
Working from home until at least November and any post-holiday quarantining (for those that can't work from home) has to be covered with annual or unpaid leave. Cool.
Nah, I’d instigated photos before hand so
I was relatively confident this wasn’t the case.
Turns out, friends lies to me, the camera doesn’t add ten pounds, it hides about 40.
Fair play to the lass. Can't have been easy once she saw the bald head.
After nearly three weeks back in work I would have thought it would be a bit easier by now but I'm absolutely shot physically. I embrace every rainy day just because it's quieter.
Back in my student days I did kitchen work in a pub. It was almost all grilling/frying/microwaving stuff, so I'm not sure I'd call it the work of a "chef". But it was gruelling work. I was the only person in the kitchen, and had to cook, clean and wash up plates solo.
The Rugby World Cup final in 2007 was one of the worst shifts of any work I've ever done. Pub was absolutely rammed, and every fucker in there ordered food. Must've been at least 100 meals at one point.
All in your coat as well. I'm sweating just imagining it.
One of my colleagues has been discovered having sold five pumps for £6.50 each when the cost price was £300 each. Really admirable effort from him, I can only dream of such commercial mastery.
The knock on effect is the boss is prowling the office every ten minutes loudly bitching about it. Professionalism breeds yet more professionalism.
Has he done it and taken something on the side to save the customer money and pocket some extra himself or is he just an idiot?
The latter. Still a pretty impressive effort though as there are loads of margin controls built into our system. I take my hat off to him, all those American sales books need re-writing now.
Superb work.
One of our managers described a colleague of mine as a "fucking buffoon" on the phone last week. Not while on the phone to said colleague, obviously. Doubly pleasing though, not only is the guy weird and stupid but you just don't hear "buffoon" getting used much these days.
Enabling a toxic work environment is not very 2020 mate.
I once had a manager that pretended to have a 'Mong Gong' and would proceed to mime hitting it and shout 'mooooooong' every time someone said or did something stupid.
He also slept under a desk whilst a load of us were doing Saturday overtime.
I wonder what became of him. He's either blagged himself to the top or he lives at the bottom of a permanent K-hole. It will be one or the other. No in between.
Facebook says he's a Divorced painter/decorator now. K-hole it is.
They really are a different breed.
A guy I used to work with got a sort-of year-long final warning (I'm sure there's a proper word for that but it's escaping me) for letting himself into the office (where we had staff 24/7) after a gig absolutely hammered and going to sleep on a bean bag.
But then he also staggered to the office after a Christmas night out on the way to get the train and absolutely obliterated the disabled toilet so it's a wonder they didn't just take his pass off him.
The 'Mong Gong' is the best thing I've heard in ages.