This is a screen shot from the episode of the Office: Nepotism. (I LOVE that show!!!)
Someone once asked, "...Is there any justice in the world?" for some reason, I don't quite remember who that was. I think it was Bob Marley, but I can't be sure. I can't answer that question with any amount of certainty, because any answer to so open ended an inquiry would be pure speculation. Is there any justice at my place of employment? Definitely not.
I've been working at this place for three years. I recently discovered my boss only remembers me working here for half as long. Half the people here mispronounce my name. My name is Diana. They call me Diane. Despite my tireless efforts to advance in this company, I have only managed to procure a small raise. That was only after my coworker and best friend quit. I took over her RPS. That's not even the worst of it. The racism I've noticed is dumbfounding. Whenever a crime is committed by a non Caucasian person, people's face light up like it's Christmas. I've noticed certain employees receiving preferential treatment because they engage in conversation with supervisors more than others. When I work by myself, I cannot leave my station to go to the bathroom without a complaint being sent to my boss. My boss doesn't think I'm competent, even though I am now the senior (in terms of years worked) of my position (excluding my immediate supervisor). An employee that I helped train received a recent promotion (which I didn't apply for....actually only one other person did, and they didn't put in their full potential because they had other options) and now, this employee is now favored above me. In terms of being acknowledged and trusted to do an effective job. The funny thing is, no one else seems to notice this person's incompetence. I'm the kind of person that let's my work speak for itself. And I know it's speaking loud enough, but it's being muffled by the sound of an insecure overly boastful child prancing down the hallways waving an "I'm so awesome! Look at ME!" banner. There's now talk of an incentive program for certain employees. And a wall where they can hang awards they've bee given. It's funny how no one (non Caucasian) in my position (job title) has been given as much as a kudos for dealing with loud ignorant idiotic people who threaten and verbally abuse us on almost a daily basis. But for an employee to keep their eyes open during camera duty and actually function the way they are supposed to, they get a certificate or a pizza party. I was told not to expect praise or recognition for doing my job. Seems like a bit of a double standard to me. Because I have performed my duties to the fullest of my abilities while overcoming adversities that these awarded employees not only don't face, but sometimes cause. And people can't even get my fucking ENGLISH name right. It was even the name of a fucking Princess. A very famous one at that!
It's not like I'm even sitting here pouting about not getting a pat on the back. Honestly I could give a fuck. I don't even get the minimum amount of respect or common courtesy half the time. That's what pisses me off. There's this one person in charge of a lot of important things that affect how our department works, as well as the campus as a whole. He is the most douchiest, temperamental fuck it has ever been my displeasure to encounter. He constantly treats me like he's superior and I'm a lowly peon with no knowledge of anything slightly complex. So sometimes, I act like I don't know what he's talking about...just to spite him. AND YET when he's somewhere else doing who knows what (which he always plays up and tries to make it sound more important than it is) he expects me to perform certain aspects of his job. Even though he already has an assistant (who he also treats like shit). He can go fuck himself as far as I'm concerned. He's such a diva, it makes me sick. There was other person who I used to consider...not really a friend, but slightly more than an acquaintance. I helped this girl with many things (especially her mess of a personal life) along the years and one day she decided to grow a pair and tell me if I didn't like my job I shouldn't come to work. Well, naturally I went off on her. It became a big argument that had to be stopped by the boss. Was she reprimanded? No. In fact, in the end, it was made to look like my fault. There was another incident where I was performing some necessary testing on one of the emergency systems and was given a hard time by the two employees assisting. I was trying to streamline the process so it would be easier for both parties in the future, but they wanted me to just give them a list of what they were supposed to do and let them run wild. I had observed the way they worked with certain processes in the past and I was no comfortable with what they wanted, so I said no. They gave me attitude the entire time and made the whole process unnecessarily long and tedious. I, of course, sent a complaint via email, and exposed a rumor of certain inappropriate actions. The two guys were fired the next day. Was their disrespect towards me addressed at all? No. They were fired because they lied about those inappropriate things I exposed. And there happened to be proof against them.
Give me a fucking break. My only consolation is the fact that I will be leaving soon. Although soon for me isn't nearly soon enough.
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