I'm the self proclaimed winner!

Let me quote you the text message that I sent to a friend of mine today after lunch. So you get an idea of what I'm working with:

Anyone who makes job harder, because they are fucking dumb. Should not be a
superisor.

Yup. Today was one hell of a day at work.

I went from eh, then I was doing ok and then one of my co-workers said "I wish you cared about your work" and then that got me thinking that I didn't really care anymore. So. Then there was lunch, that was nice and easy. I went and turned in my cal grant paper work, we'll see what happens with that. Then one of the guys at work talked to me. Asked me how i liked my job. Talks that start like that are never good. (ok, I think I messed up the punctuation enough)

I said I liked it and wanted to keep it. (ha!) Then he said that I seemed kinda to my to stay to my self. And I have been for the most part. I just really don't care about a lot of my co-workers personal life, or their work like for that matter. I get along better with the ladies at work more than the guys. Then there is managiment, friends and manament can't really work together. At least that's what I think. I hate being someones "boy". Or get soemthing better because we go out and have beers together.

I'm also not a guy to pull my punches. I got so fired up after that talk, I was ready just to walk out.

So after this talk that I had with James after lunch. I went back to work. That's a bad thing for me do to, because I just think about what I'm going to do and how I'm going to fix it. It in turn just keeps me mad. So I thought I'd go back to James and ask him 2 questions first. With no follow up questions at all. Just two. Simple, right?

went a little something like this.

Me:

ok I just have two questions to ask you. We can do it here or in private.

(he picked private...smart move)
James:

ok shoot

Me:

first one, why did you talk to me after lunch. On your own free will, or did
someone ask you to.

James: Didn't really answer, but he hinted to that he was kinda sorta asked.
Me:

ok, 2nd one. Do you trust me here at work.

James:

Huh?

(ok so I might have been talkin' kind of fast)
Me again:

Do...you...trust...me....here...at....work??

Mike:

yeah, 100%

Me:

ok, thank you

(and I started to walk to the door.)

he stopped me and asked why. I said I wanted to know and we went around and round for a while longer. Over all it ended good. So, the next person I went to talk to was the next up on on the ladder...John.

So I'm not going to do this whole convo to. It was a lot shorter and just took place outside. I told him there was a problem with communcation and the lack of it. He said yeah. I told him that I didn't know how to fix it. I said I had no problem talking to him or James, but for some reaon I could talk to Prof. X.

Personaly, I'm just fine not talking to Prof. X. I do "yes, sir" "no, sir" him thought, just because of the point that I can't stand him I make sure I don't say anything mean to him and at least show him respect (I can't spell r.e.s.p.e.c.t. with out singing it). He is one of the worst supervisors I've seen. Not only does he not know the job, in turn making it harder for me. He doesn't know how to talk to people he works with. The guy made bandsaw blads for 25 years, and would still be doing it if they didn't down size. Me, I learned how to build a house in my military school. I can install window blinds.

Well we ended up having a meeting, because of me! Not counting me there were 4 others, 3 of those four are supervisors / managers. The other is the apartment chica.

I know managiment talks to each other, and I hope that they know that up lowbies talk to each other too. So I know I'm not the only one that has a problem with Prof. X and his ways of thinking, or lack there of. This meeting didn't start 'till around 4:30, and we get off at 5:00. Heck, I didn't start talking to James untill sometimes around 4:00. The meeting lasted about 15 min. I did my share of talking of what needed to be done, what was wrong, what was slowing things down.

At the end of the meeting, I got what I wanted...more or less.

Paper work used to go a little somthing like this:
apt. chica --> Prof. X --> Me! (and the crowd goes wild!!!) -->Prof. X --> Me again. One hell of a trip. With all the work we got coming in, he is the slow down point.

Now it goes a little soemthing like this:
apt. chica --> Me! --> Prof. X. Humm seems easier now doesn't it.

Well I guess this is all for my book tonight.

p.s. I got my mail that I was waiting for today.