(Apologies for the novel)
So, I while ago I told a story about the woman who freaked out at one of my co-worker's for failing to yield to her glory.
Well, on Wednesday it was my turn.
Oh, boy...
I did my job as usually do, don't know why that day was any different. But...
This woman (I'll call her Harpy) approaches me (By which I mean, stands directly in my path making it impossible for me to move anywhere else). Then lays into me with this tirade of how I am making her job harder, by carelessly placing pallets of stock in her cooler (her cooler?...) O...K....
Then came 5 more minutes of being shouted at about how I destroy half the stuff in there every day.
While for the most part, untrue. Things get broken in warehouses, it's just the way life is. It's not deliberate, but being a responsible adult I clean up my messes.
She did mention about a knocked over skid in there that day. I looked and sure enough, there was. Oops. Didn't notice I'd done that. But despite it being the last thing I felt like doing, I went in and cleaned it up, without being told to, or complaining. Because it was my mess.
So while I am in the cooler cleaning up my mess, in comes Harpy with the shift supervisor. He had a weird look about him (I'll explain this later). I then get treated to an encore performance of whining, and allegations of wanton destruction. The Harpy is in full on paranoid delusion mode.
I (for reasons I can't explain) am calmly explaining myself, or at least trying to. Naturally, the Harpy keeps cutting me off. Supervisor is just standing there with this weird glazed over look. He tries to speak, encounters the same problem I had. Shrugs, mutters something and leaves.
In comes his boss, who immediately folds like paper. (This management person is fairly new, I was still trying to figure him out. I learned everything I needed to know about him right there. Useless.)
The following day I get an email from my boss, who also folded like paper. (I knew this was going to happen, it's my narcissistic prick boss). Took deep breath, found quiet corner, vented loud f word. Got ready for a shitty day.
Near the end of my shift...
Other shift supervisor who was supposed to be off, shows up looking annoyed. He then fills me in on the stuff that happened while I was off shift.
Totally different boss found out about this whole silly situation, flipped her shit, put out the very clear memo that the Harpy and any further crap she tries to pull is to be disregarded immediately. (Yay!!! I love that woman)
My narcissistic prick boss, after finding out who had made the complaint, did the same thing. (Shock)
I then find out why the shift supervisor who was there while the Harpy was shrieking at me, was behaving so strangely.
It seems that the Harpy has been doing this to just about everyone who works around her, for about as she's been working there. For some reason they don't fire her.
This had become so overwhelming to this supervisor that he actually walked off the job about 5 minutes after the meeting in the cooler with the Harpy and myself.
I also found out why he was acting so weird. He was drunk. (I guess I have been off the sauce so long, I don't recognise it anymore. And I have a terrible sense of smell.)
So, what made me so angry? (Besides the obvious)
She is actually past probation. It's a unionised job. She's now almost impossible to get rid of. The management have put up with this woman's shit for 2 of the 3 month probationary period. But didn't fire her. What the hell?.... It will take months to get rid of her now. Assuming they even try.
I hate my job...