The sun also rises... IN MY PANTS!
I went in to work yesterday, went into my office, and found Barney sleeping at the desk. Soundly. He didn't hear me come in, and I had to thump around a fair bit to snap him awake. Sigh.
So I began my patrol, and about halfway through I got an alarm from an unusual place for that time of night. So I boot over (of course I was at diagonal opposite of the place in the building, and on a different floor) and burst through the door, to find one of the eyes and ears of our new manager sitting there, feet up with a bottle of water, saying "Hey man, took you long enough!"
He counted five minutes since he'd deliberately set it off, I counted it as two minutes since I received the alarm. He was happier when he discovered that I came with all due speed, and the major delay was the alarm company calling me. So we sat and chewed the fat.
He's looking to snag Barney in a bit of a trap next week, when the manager is in town. He wants to put up some of the wireless cameras we have to catch him sitting around watching tv, leaving the site, and generally using his thumbs for fartcorks. I offered some tips and general guidance (when and where to catch him), and we called it good. He tells me also that the manager is really happy with me. w00t
This guy also got to see a really surly bike patrol guys' company mobile guard (that's a mouthful!) come into our building, take the elevator up to one of our areas, and be an ass about it. Twice. The eyes and ears guy was not impressed - I'll be interested to see what's done about it.
DiceGimp started off talking about what a good job he was doing, so I (my mental fortitude was down, so it was harder to resist) mentioned that they did lose the contract for the place, and that they really didn't do their stuff.
I went on to say that since they don't do their work, they shouldn't get paid. He thought that wasn't very good, as he put it: "I show up for the shift, after all". Yeah, it's all about attendance. Moron.
I told him that I hope he lives in a house built by people who take their jobs as seriously as he takes security. Or that he gets his brakes fixed from people as effective as he and his cronies are on site.
He tried to point out that there were lots of useless people in security, but I countered with "How does that affect what you do?"
Then he tried "Well, haven't you ever done anything wrong or forgotten to do something at work?"
"Nope. Not that I'm aware of or been told about." Arrogant but true. ;)
Also, when Q-tip showed up he told me that while he was heading to work (he starts at 0800) his office called his cell phone, saying there were ten alarms on the site since 0600, and that nobody could get in touch with the guard on duty (Indian Guy). "Please Q-tip, DO something!"
He said to me, in his great accent for it, "What do they want me to do, leap from the train, fly through the air, and land on the roof?"
Indian Guy was sleeping and had the phone off and put away, I believe. Frustrating for all.
More low-age sex weirdness.
So I began my patrol, and about halfway through I got an alarm from an unusual place for that time of night. So I boot over (of course I was at diagonal opposite of the place in the building, and on a different floor) and burst through the door, to find one of the eyes and ears of our new manager sitting there, feet up with a bottle of water, saying "Hey man, took you long enough!"
He counted five minutes since he'd deliberately set it off, I counted it as two minutes since I received the alarm. He was happier when he discovered that I came with all due speed, and the major delay was the alarm company calling me. So we sat and chewed the fat.
He's looking to snag Barney in a bit of a trap next week, when the manager is in town. He wants to put up some of the wireless cameras we have to catch him sitting around watching tv, leaving the site, and generally using his thumbs for fartcorks. I offered some tips and general guidance (when and where to catch him), and we called it good. He tells me also that the manager is really happy with me. w00t
This guy also got to see a really surly bike patrol guys' company mobile guard (that's a mouthful!) come into our building, take the elevator up to one of our areas, and be an ass about it. Twice. The eyes and ears guy was not impressed - I'll be interested to see what's done about it.
DiceGimp started off talking about what a good job he was doing, so I (my mental fortitude was down, so it was harder to resist) mentioned that they did lose the contract for the place, and that they really didn't do their stuff.
I went on to say that since they don't do their work, they shouldn't get paid. He thought that wasn't very good, as he put it: "I show up for the shift, after all". Yeah, it's all about attendance. Moron.
I told him that I hope he lives in a house built by people who take their jobs as seriously as he takes security. Or that he gets his brakes fixed from people as effective as he and his cronies are on site.
He tried to point out that there were lots of useless people in security, but I countered with "How does that affect what you do?"
Then he tried "Well, haven't you ever done anything wrong or forgotten to do something at work?"
"Nope. Not that I'm aware of or been told about." Arrogant but true. ;)
Also, when Q-tip showed up he told me that while he was heading to work (he starts at 0800) his office called his cell phone, saying there were ten alarms on the site since 0600, and that nobody could get in touch with the guard on duty (Indian Guy). "Please Q-tip, DO something!"
He said to me, in his great accent for it, "What do they want me to do, leap from the train, fly through the air, and land on the roof?"
Indian Guy was sleeping and had the phone off and put away, I believe. Frustrating for all.
More low-age sex weirdness.
posted by Rimmy at 20:28
2 Comments:
Its about fucken time some one has done something about those useless monkeys!
Sounds to me like, you don't have the balls to confront your issues. If they seem to not being doing anything then tell them, do something about it. Quit winning about it over the internet. Yeah, I have nothing better to do, then check out personal blog sites and respond.
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