We lost another one of our Texas "clients" /CEO placements. But this one totally dropped off the radar. It's one thing to leave the program to go back to jail, but leaving all together, well that's the same as risking your life.
Can working for that company really be THAT bad? I'm starting to think this is not worth the trouble if we can't even get them to stay a year.
Sometimes I wonder why I come to work in the morning
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
The Problem with Jane
I'm afraid my CEO friends have found a new strategy to get out of that hell hole we placed them in. I fear that several of them are TRYING to get fired on purpose.
Jane, who WAS doing really well by all accounts, is the latest problem. Her boss told her to come up with some kind of Gung Ho meeting idea and Jane purposely turned in the most asinine proposal I've ever read. I guess she's just testing her limits but geez, you should have seen this.
She wanted to pay thousands of dollars to bring people to a city in the middle of nowhere with no hospital. Then make people dress up like dwarfs and dance around and do cheers. Then they were supposed to play make believe for the rest of the day. In between the dwarf dancing and the make believe and the cheers, she wanted her Housekeeping Supervisor to give a presentation on the budget process.
Her CFO is threatening to file some harassment complaint saying that Jane was purposely trying to torture her by making her 1) watch dwarfs dance (b/c of some midget phobia she has), and 2) share feelings (a whole different phobia).
I'm pretty sure the complaint will tossed because 1. everyone knows a midget is different from a dwarf, and 2. the feelings to be shared were make believe so didn't count.
Still doesn't take care of Jane's employee morale problems though. She keeps this shit up and I'm going to threaten to promote her like we did when we wanted to punish the last guy in Houston.
What idiots.
PS: What's with these people and their obsession with dwarfs and midgets?
Jane, who WAS doing really well by all accounts, is the latest problem. Her boss told her to come up with some kind of Gung Ho meeting idea and Jane purposely turned in the most asinine proposal I've ever read. I guess she's just testing her limits but geez, you should have seen this.
She wanted to pay thousands of dollars to bring people to a city in the middle of nowhere with no hospital. Then make people dress up like dwarfs and dance around and do cheers. Then they were supposed to play make believe for the rest of the day. In between the dwarf dancing and the make believe and the cheers, she wanted her Housekeeping Supervisor to give a presentation on the budget process.
Her CFO is threatening to file some harassment complaint saying that Jane was purposely trying to torture her by making her 1) watch dwarfs dance (b/c of some midget phobia she has), and 2) share feelings (a whole different phobia).
I'm pretty sure the complaint will tossed because 1. everyone knows a midget is different from a dwarf, and 2. the feelings to be shared were make believe so didn't count.
Still doesn't take care of Jane's employee morale problems though. She keeps this shit up and I'm going to threaten to promote her like we did when we wanted to punish the last guy in Houston.
What idiots.
PS: What's with these people and their obsession with dwarfs and midgets?
Friday, July 27, 2007
Working with the Federal Witness Protection Program
This is a blog about what it's like to spend your whole life dreaming of a glamorous job with the FBI filled with danger and adventure but instead ending up behind a desk with a bunch of pencil pushers listening to criminals whine. Yeah, convicted criminals that we've given a free pass to. I have to SERVE them. Murderers, gang members, white collar criminals . . . you name it and I've got one of them that THINKS that I WORK for THEM.
If I hear another complaint from one of these ungrateful criminals I'm going to scream. It's all I hear all day long, and this is from people that got SIX FIGURE jobs in hospitals and get paid to do no physical labor all day long.
You should hear them, "I hate it here, my VP is crazy, my employees complain all the time, I wish I was dead, I have 4 hour conference calls, they won't give me a blackberry, they made me wear a green t-shirt and do cheers . . . wah, wah, wah.
My favorite was, "All I do is grab a little ass every now and then and they fly a whole damn group of corporate hacks down to interview the grabbees."
What losers. My friend working out of the Baltimore office has some guys working in meat packing plants and they are happy as hell compared to all these hospital people.
Sometimes it's hard to get companies to hire the people we need to place, what with them being murderers and criminals and all. So when they busted this big healthcare company they made that a secret part of the deal. The set up a division in Texas that has to take all the placements we send them. But the joke is on the criminals I guess, because man they hate it. One even called after something called a "GungHo" meeting and asked could he please go back to prison!
I don't know who thought of this stupid idea in the first place but it really took off after they placed that Matt Tarrtilini guy that got busted running the child labor sweatshops -- they had the kids chained to chairs and couldn't eat until they met their quota. They made him a hospital CEO and he fit in so well with the "corporate culture" of the place that next thing you know he's practically running whole company. Guess they figured criminals fit in so well there they'd take the idea and run with it. Then he brought in his shop supervisor over to work for him (she was the one that would patrol the shop floor and beat the kids to wake them up when they fell asleep at the end of their 18 hour shifts). Name is Lucille French. Man, what a piece of work. I gotta tell you, for a midget she's pretty damn sure of herself.
So I guess I shouldn't complain about my FBI, it could be worse -- I could work at one of those hospitals.
PS: I wonder what a "gung ho" meeting is.
If I hear another complaint from one of these ungrateful criminals I'm going to scream. It's all I hear all day long, and this is from people that got SIX FIGURE jobs in hospitals and get paid to do no physical labor all day long.
You should hear them, "I hate it here, my VP is crazy, my employees complain all the time, I wish I was dead, I have 4 hour conference calls, they won't give me a blackberry, they made me wear a green t-shirt and do cheers . . . wah, wah, wah.
My favorite was, "All I do is grab a little ass every now and then and they fly a whole damn group of corporate hacks down to interview the grabbees."
What losers. My friend working out of the Baltimore office has some guys working in meat packing plants and they are happy as hell compared to all these hospital people.
Sometimes it's hard to get companies to hire the people we need to place, what with them being murderers and criminals and all. So when they busted this big healthcare company they made that a secret part of the deal. The set up a division in Texas that has to take all the placements we send them. But the joke is on the criminals I guess, because man they hate it. One even called after something called a "GungHo" meeting and asked could he please go back to prison!
I don't know who thought of this stupid idea in the first place but it really took off after they placed that Matt Tarrtilini guy that got busted running the child labor sweatshops -- they had the kids chained to chairs and couldn't eat until they met their quota. They made him a hospital CEO and he fit in so well with the "corporate culture" of the place that next thing you know he's practically running whole company. Guess they figured criminals fit in so well there they'd take the idea and run with it. Then he brought in his shop supervisor over to work for him (she was the one that would patrol the shop floor and beat the kids to wake them up when they fell asleep at the end of their 18 hour shifts). Name is Lucille French. Man, what a piece of work. I gotta tell you, for a midget she's pretty damn sure of herself.
So I guess I shouldn't complain about my FBI, it could be worse -- I could work at one of those hospitals.
PS: I wonder what a "gung ho" meeting is.
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