We’ve all heard or experienced some of these haven’t we?
We all get frustrated when we work harder and more efficient than others and cannot comprehend why they’re so disengaged, unproductive, limited, and just fucking lazy.
In case some of you are new followers here to my blog, I live in the south, the state of Georgia to be exact. “Around these parts” or “In our neck of the woods” when a woman is in the industrial equipment business the men tend to make more money and we’re not exactly taken seriously. In the majority of their eyes we’re to be reserved, “purty” translation of “purty” is “pretty”. We’re there to basically file, type, answer a phone, make them look good and prepare coffee every morning.
Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of hard working, respectful, incredible men that I work with and are not that closed-minded. Unfortunately, the pigheaded ones are the majority.
I have found my “forever career home” I believe and I do really love it. It’s the perfect fit for me. I’ve been there six months now and my review is this coming Monday. I’m excited about this position as it’s not management and I’m only responsible for me. Sure, it’s not as much money as I was making before but money isn’t that important to me. Happiness is my goal. I do not live above my means and consider myself to be very low maintenance.
At this company I work with a lot of guys that are younger than me. They’re either in their twenties or thirties. These guys are super intelligent, humorous, kind, gentlemen, and like younger brothers to me. I’ve become attached to them and really enjoy getting to know them.
But, yes, there’s always a BUT….they drive me insane. They’re those type of guys that say “Watch This!” and attempt to do some stunt and breaks an arm. Not sure if any of you have ever watched Jackass or not but they’re the equivalent to those guys. Yesterday I found one operating a forklift while another one was standing on the tip of the forks in the air pulling a drone out of a tree. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. The day before that they were racing their remote control cars up and down the hallways and when I say remote control cars I’m not speaking of those small ones, these are the size of a medium size dog. They will also chase you up and down the halls or outside as you’re trying to make your way to the copier. They also have go-carts that they race in the back parking lot as well. I hear “boys and their toys” daily as everyone laughs and jokes about them.
These sweet gentle guys are still living at home with their parents unable to do their own laundry, cook, barely get themselves to work on time. They’re certainly lovable and kindhearted but my God, I’m so frustrated with them. They’re not pulling their weight at the office. It just seems like the women are doing the work and the fellas are outside playing. Our operations manager tends to just look the other way and allows it to happen. I love our manager and I do honestly love everyone I work with but I just think their selective participation is getting old.
I suppose I should just turn and look the other way and remember “Not my circus, not my monkeys” but it sure is hard to do that when I’m giving it my all. Maybe I should use that saying “if you can’t beat em’ join em’?”
Thanks for allowing me to vent here. Do any of you have any coworkers that drive you crazy? If so, please share with me and let me know that it’s not just me dealing with this shit? No offense but I’m hoping some of your stories are better than mine?