Jubbergun wrote:
Well, actually driving the forklift is the least of the things that I do. I guess what makes me feel "entitled" is that a few months ago, we were a supervisor short. Guess who filled in the position while they were out? Yeah, it was me.
Who always gets the "hey we can't do x, y, or z, do you think you can...?" Yeah, me.
Maybe I feel "entitled" because the person they gave the job to doesn't have somewhere between five and ten years of experience at a management level. Who applied that did? Yeah, that was me, too.
Maybe I feel "entitled" because the person they gave the job to doesn't have five to ten years experience in logistics and warehousing. Who did? That was me, too.
But you know what really makes me feel "entitled" and set off the huge train of rage? The bitch getting what damn well should have been my job coming over to my department and asking me to hold her fucking hand and walk her through something that any of those cruddy "Mexican Forklift Drivers" would have been able to do after a week on the job.
Maybe I just feel "entitled" because I was actually the better candidate, but I didn't get the job because the whore they gave it to is either someone's buddy, sucking someone's cock, or they needed to give the job to someone with tits for "diversity."
If you want to see that as "hypocrisy," it's not like it matters since your IRL experience amounts to not having friends while planning a way to stay in school for the rest of your life.
Your Pal,
Jubber
T&A? Friends? The Vast Left Wing Conspiracy? Maybe.
Or maybe it's because you're an insufferable megalomaniac who signs his post, rages about dumb shit to his boss, and thinks he's the only one who can do a job that's going to get done anyway without you.