Tag Archive: supervisor

So I took a prison bus to the Medicaid office today…

Yep, it was one of “those” days. I came into work, and I see a note at my desk telling me I need to report for duty outside. Eh? So I go outside and I see my old CO, who tells me, “Linc, thanks for volunteering to help us out today.” “Hmm, that’s funny, because…

Just a whole lot of babbling nonsense…

I think my new supervisor is starting to get frustrated with my coworkers. I’m holing up at my desk here with my head down low and Toto’s Africa blasting through my speakers, when I hear the supe making the classic mistake of asking a coworker who goes by the nickname of The Mouth a question….

How my job screwed me over… again

Dilbert (Uninspired)

An update to the job situation at work: I am apparently so far low on the totem pole of importance that you’d have to dig 10 feet under just to get to me. So there were all these openings resulting from union concessions and people retiring that I basically had the pick of whatever assignment…

My job gets hit with the Hope and Change plague

Right on the heels of getting out of debt for the first time in 13 years, I’m now hearing that my old supervisor will be returning to my section this week for the first time in 9 years. When I started working this job he was my first “boss,” and it wasn’t too long before…

Ugh, Sick As A Dog

And I’m top of that I’m still coming in to work too. Why? Because that’s what real men do. We suck it up and do our jobs (and use the opportunity to hack and cough all over our supervisor’s desk in the hopes that our studly germs take over his wussy weenie immune system and…

Meet the new guy, just as batsh*% crazy as the old

So my new supervisor has been here a few days, and so far I’m thinking he won’t be too much of a problem. He knows enough to stay out of our way, and he’s already carved out an cubicle igloo for himself, leaving me to keep what is now formerly the supervisor’s desk, so I’m…

You are the MAN!

I walked into the Chief’s office and sat down. The chief took his seat behind his desk and leaned back a little in a more relaxed position. “So, tell me what the problem is…” …three hours later I got a frantic call from my lieutenant asking me to call him back as soon as possible….

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