I hate my job...
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another reason why i hate my job...
I walk into work this morning to find the computer I work on - the 17" Powerbook (yeah I work on a powerbook) - has disappeared. When I ask what happened to it, the boss (mother) says "Oh Danielle's boyfriend took it". Danielle is the boss' daughter. So they give me a f*cking iBook to work on instead. This thing has NONE of the programs that I need, and all my working files are on the Powerbook. When I ask why the boyfriend of the daughter has it, they explain that he "needs it" to study for some exam or some bullshit.
So I explain to them that all of my programs and working files are on this computer and that I need it if they want me to get any work done, so the daughter reluctantly fetches the computer from her room in which her boyfriend is sleeping, dumps it and all of its cables on the table beside me and tells me "You need to give this back to him when he wakes up."
So I say "why the hell does he need this computer, why can't HE use the damn iBook?" and the only response i get from her is "BECAUSE".WTF is that? This lazy fuck has all of his stupid Microsoft Word documents scattered on the desktop of this Powerbook and he NEEDS this more than me... BECAUSE? that is some bullshit if I've ever heard it. Dunno if the fuckface is awake yet but he's not getting his grimy hands on this powerbook unless he sucks a fart out of my ass.
End Rant.