I shouldn't say no reason, but there is one guy who drives me up a fucking wall. Hate is a strong word, but I feel like I hate him. We get along, I'm friendly, but gah. I'm sure he doesn't know this because whenever he asks me for something I do it immediately so I don't have to deal with talking to him a second time.
Post by Dramasailor on May 17, 2012 11:47:14 GMT -5
Yes. iPhone boy. Back when I first started working here he was all about shoving his iPhone in everyone's face so they knew he had an iPhone. And OMG the iPhone can totally do this and totally do that. It's like "Look bitchboy, sit back down and do your fucking job. Your iPhone can't enter service calls for customers so shut your hole."
Even though the pretentious iPhone ego has tapered off a bit, I still want him to stop talking about 30 seconds before he opens his mouth.
That one co worker of mine whose voice sounds like she drinks battery acid and smokes 8 packs a day, who talks to no one in particular between phone calls and constantly over dramatizes menial things.
One of my office mates. He's a nice guy at heart, so I feel badly for wanting to bitchslap him on a regular basis. But he is SO.fucking.clueless. I'm not sure how a therapist is THAT damn socially inept. He's oblivious, inserts himself into conversations that have nothing to do with him and then asks all these questions to find out what's going on, wears too much cologne, is ridiculously messy, and doesn't seem to understand the concept of personal space.
Ok, so maybe I have reasons. But I feel badly about it, because he wants to be nice and be liked.
Yes. I work in a small firm, and there's this guy who's been with the owner/company since the beginning (~30 years). He does his job and he's good at it, so I feel like I shouldn't have a reason to hate him...except that he's the most annoying person I've ever met. He complains like it's nobody's business and acts like he doesn't have time for anything. He walks around first thing in the morning singing - and this isn't normal person singing, it's obnoxiously-TRYING-to-sound-like-the-worst-thing-your-ears-have-ever-heard singing. And then after a few verses of whatever poor song he's decided to mutilate, he exclaims, "Oh my GAWD I sound amazing!" Which he says in his "gay voice" (as he calls it). All of this is bad enough, but come on, at 8 am? Every morning? Before I've had coffee? Diiiiiiie.
Not here, no. I used to really really dislike one guy because in our first interaction he blew my project's issues way out of proportion, but he's been super nice ever since and I think he was having a bad day. I had to forgive him.
At my old job though? PLENTY. Consultants have egos. I can say this, I was one.
I'm feeling bad because I feel this way about 1/3 of my office (of 60+). Among them are:
- unprofessional phone guy (who calls everyone dude) - socially awkward yes man - denim cutoff wearing chick - loud talking woman who thinks she's perfect and everyone else is dumb - the bobsie twins who cannot attend meetings without the other one present even if it has nothing to do with them - manager who flirts with a staff member who is in her office basically 7 out of every 8 hours.
I wouldn't say I "hate" them, but there are two people who drive me fucking insane.
Annoyance #1 - loudly talks on the phone all day, works maybe 5 hours a day (and I use the term "works" loosely), takes long lunches, butts in to conversations that don't involve her, she's horribly inefficient, refuses to think that she's ever wrong, and she's lazy.
Annoyance #2 - loudly talks on the phone all day, takes incredibly long lunches, reeks of marijuana every.single.day, he's also horribly inefficient and lazy.
#1 and #2 play off of each other and they're each other's back up. So, if #1 calls in sick, #2 has to fill in for her. But when #1 finds out that #2 isn't coming in, he leaves... and vice versa. They both do this all the time. Sad thing is, #1 is 49 and #2 is 45 years old. It's not like they're 21 or 22 years old just starting out in the workforce.
So yeah, they both annoy the ever living fuck out of me. Because guess who gets to fill in when they're both out? Me. And guess who doesn't fill in if I'm out? Them. Fuckers. Oh, my manager annoys the shit out of me too... I can't figure out why he doesn't stand up to them.
Post by pittsmcgee on May 17, 2012 12:35:35 GMT -5
I can't say that I hate her, but there is this woman here who is new-ish and she just drives me mental. She always wants to have these long conversations at 8 am. Very perky morning person. That is not me. And the biggest thing for me is that she leaves all of her dirty dishes in the sink and expects my boss to do them for her! There's like 5 dirty mugs in there right now- all hers. She even complained about how my boss washed them once. I was like
I've had a series of people I couldn't fucking stand. My first client on this project was a sexist blowhard. He was a bully and took extreme joy in getting negative reactions out of people. I never gave him the pleasure of seeing me crack. He was taken off our project after he made it clear to his leadership that he had not a single managerial bone in his body.
My most recent client on this project was awaiting retirement and determined to "make a splash" before she left. This meant she was a micromanager of things she had no concept of. It was honestly hard to tell if she was just really fucking stupid or had early-onset Alzheimers. She also had a terrible attitude if her methods or line of thinking were ever questioned. She popped off at the mouth to her leadership one day and her retirement papers were signed a couple of weeks later.
The only coworker I've had a problem with in the past few years is gone now (and, yes, I had a lot to do with it). He was hired to be the team lead and was certainly more knowledgable than me regarding the subject matter. But he did nothing. I took over the role of team lead when it became apparent that he had no interest in contributing anything. You could spell out in extreme detail what you needed him to do and he would act all surprised when you asked for it. You'd get the nasally Urkel "Ohhhhh, was I supposed to dooo thaaaaat?" He was there to coast and collect a paycheck, nothing more. He was damn lucky he even got the position because his previous job went away and the company found something for him instead of laying him off. Ass. My manager pawned him off on someone else after I helped her build a case against him. The company is really gun-shy about firing people, especially ones that have resumes that can help us win more work. Sucks, but there ya go.
For most of the people, I have a reason. But there is this one guy who is actually super sweet, and for some reason... I find myself giving him a major 'tude every time he comes to talk to me. I have NO clue why.
Nope, everyone I hate at work I have good reason to hate. I'm nice to them because I have to be, but I'd really like to just tell them to stick it where the sun don't shine.
I had one of them today actually. And I'm still really irritated about the situation and would love nothing more than to send a shank party out for him. And my already emotional self from my dad's birthday being yesterday, combined with my pregnant hormones resulted in irritated/pissed off tears due to him today. I hate when co-workers make me so mad I cry.
Post by exploding people on May 17, 2012 14:17:08 GMT -5
One of the guys that does our armored truck cash delivery/pickup drives me up a wall. I think his personality just doesn't jive with mine. I've pretty much just stopped conversing with him at all, and I secretly revel in (probably) making him feel awkward the entire time he's here.
There was one woman who treated horribly when I started here, and come to find out it was because she applied for my job, and didn't get it. Now, everything she does irritates me, from how she walks to how she sneezes to...absolutely everything. So, is it for no reason? No. But I still hate her.
A few people who are super nice but I end up doing extra work because they can't delegate their own and/or make decisions like a manager needs to make. Not my job to compensate for your ineptitude.
Post by bookwormjen on May 17, 2012 15:26:49 GMT -5
There was one guy that we hired that really rubbed me the wrong way from when he started - he reminded me of my exH. Always needing to be center of attention, repeating himself over and over if no one responded the first time, things like that. But he turned out to be an incompetent asshole (also disturbingly similar to the ex), so he was fired. That was a fine day at the office.
There was this guy in sales that I never trusted --- I got the idea that he was a sneak and would go back and tell the boss everything he heard.
He was a strange little chap -- he was making a pretty good commission and base salary yet when it was Christmast time and we exchanged gifts he didn't have anything for anybody on staff, not even the boss. Even something simple like an ornament will do --- that's my gift of choice anyway -- people have enough stuff and you can always use another tree ornament.
I never trusted Mike.
The office manager was another story: another one who clamed to be a born again Christian (she even went as for as to state this to a potential client in a business leter; that's a story in itself) -- when the boss went on a rampage and would scream into her phone at whoever it was she had on the line, all OM would do was shut the door. Disturbing.
I have worked with several asshole women that I've hated for good reason. The girl in charge of hiring had some sort of vendetta against me, and was hiring all of her friends, and they spent all of their spare time attempting to bully me out of my job. It's been a treat to watch ever single last one of them walk out the door jobless.
One of these was the girl who would either copy or attempt to one-up everything I did. I cut straight bangs, she showed up two days later with straight bangs and cheap looking highlights. I bought a new car, she bought a new one a few weeks later. I got engaged, she suddenly started sporting a HUGE super fakey fake ring, while her boyfriend (also a coworker) was denying that they were engaged. It was awkward and creepy.
I have worked with several asshole women that I've hated for good reason. The girl in charge of hiring had some sort of vendetta against me, and was hiring all of her friends, and they spent all of their spare time attempting to bully me out of my job. It's been a treat to watch ever single last one of them walk out the door jobless.
One of these was the girl who would either copy or attempt to one-up everything I did. I cut straight bangs, she showed up two days later with straight bangs and cheap looking highlights. I bought a new car, she bought a new one a few weeks later. I got engaged, she suddenly started sporting a HUGE super fakey fake ring, while her boyfriend (also a coworker) was denying that they were engaged. It was awkward and creepy.
There was this med tech in our lab who had a crush on one of the lab salesmen.
When the guy came in on Wednesdays, Lou would wear blue jeans. You know, to look hot and impress him.
A bunch of us decided to also wear jeans on Wednesday, just to ride her a bit. hehe
Lou showed up in her jeans; so did the 6 of us. ;D
There is a girl who started the same time I started, lesser qualifications than I but better 'assets'. In other words, she had relations with most of the male execs in the company and slept her way go top. Not speculation. Fact. Sme of which she inadvertedly confessed to. So now she's sitting in her corner office, with an undeserved promotion, driving an Evoque. If I wasn't a Christian I'd want her to DIAF. ETA: I guess this doesn't fit exactly into the topic bc I'd say all of this is a good enough reason.
Post by MixedBerryJam on May 17, 2012 19:59:29 GMT -5
I think mine is going to have me burning for all eternity. I don't actually work, I volunteer part time at a cancer clinic, and a colleague of mine is also a volunteer.
He. Does. Not. Shut. Up.
He. Knows. Everything.
He drives me up one wall and down another. I want to throttle him and scream, "Shut up, shut up, shut up! I know xxx already. I taught you, remember?!"
But no, he's a volunteer and a perfectly nice guy, so I can't do that. Where I am we frown on abusing the volunteer labor.
Post by picklepie09 on May 18, 2012 14:12:39 GMT -5
I work with a nice enough woman who sends out the most RIDICULOUS emails. ex: if she is trying to say "hey we are out of copier paper but I placed an order it will be in soon".. she will send a looooooong drawn out explanation about how we ran out of paper, how its not her fault we ran out of paper, and how she has ordered it rushed but that we should really be more careful when we make copies. It will be five paragraphs long. it drives me to drink