Oh, really?

• Posted by Jose November 26, 2011 - Filed in XXX Adult - #  - 121 views
  Let me start by saying that I'm very easy going and I have a filthy mind, though sometimes you wouldn't know. I am very patient, but STUPIDITY is one thing (not the only thing) that pisses me the **** of. Another? Getting paid to do a job and COMPLETELY avoiding, leaving someone else to have to do it.... So this year makes the sixth year of not spending Thanksgiving with my family. I'm very pro family. I was in so much pain to not be able to spend holidays with my loved ones. Work. She's the fucking culprit. So one would think that such would be torture enough, but of course no. The pricks, also known as my coworkers, prove that life could indeed be worse. This past Wednesday (day before Thanksgiving) someone called out on my shift. Not a problem, since he wasn't my relief. I had to take the Concierge desk, though. Of course, give it to the only person that does his fucking job. I take control of the desk at 4pm everyday. Wednesday was no exception. When I take the desk, one of the prick coworkers decides that leaving work for me is in my best interest. There were packages scattered and unorganized, untagged and not logged into the computer notice delivery system. Problem? Only when the residents are wondering WHERE THE **** THEIR PACKAGES ARE! ~Goddess, give a second to collect myself~ Such was the case. So, naturally upon the residents' inquiries of the locations of their packages I reply, ”I apologize, but it appears that the prior Concierge neglected his duties. I'll check for you.” On Thanksgiving day there were a ton of things in our refrigerators, things not logged or tagged. Problem? Oh, but of course! IT'S THANKSGIVING AND THESE RESIDENTS ENTRUSTED US WITH THEIR FOOD! Any good Concierge would completely avoid his duties, right? I fucking get yelled at for things ,that neither me nor the residents know were in building possession. Due to one person's utter and extensive laziness, I get my patience tested and work ethics questioned. ME? I'm the best damn Concierge this building has ever set eyes on! Yesterday was the worst. I relive the same prick from the previous two days and there are a shit-load of packages and dry cleaning not logged or tagged. Can it be worse? Of course, the fucking doorman brings packages that have been there for ten to fifteen minutes prior to me relieving the dick. After all of this I had enough and wrote a complaint about the asshole's job performance and lack thereof. I also wrote that if I had to work extra, then pietas I should be paid extra. That same prick will be at work with me today. Oh the fucking merriment! I feel an argument coming...