Well, as you can tell, its been a damn good while since i updated this, Feb 19th to be exact, so i thought it was time i jotted some stuff down and kept it up to date.
As per usual, work at the bear has been decidely wank of late, people will not and refuse to make any sort of decision whatsoever and seem unable to decide what to do. I feel like i'm the only person there who has the balls to actually "do" anything round there. A perfect example of this would be "When x companies lorries are late, beyond a certain time, and nobody has rang you up, you can send them back without emptying them" fine, not a problem. So the following weeks come and go and sure enough x companies lorries are running a nominal 2 hours late, with no phone calls to inform us of this, and i'm getting a bit racked off at this. Taking heed of the previous advice, from the depot manager i may add, i decide to act upon this.
"Here you go mate"
"right then, well this is two hours late and we really can't accept it this time, can you take it to your depot please and get them to rebook it, cos i've been told that if you are late, you need to take it back with you"
"oh, ok mate, hang on then, i'll give me depot a ring, just a minute"
"no problem"
He wanders off, phone glued to ear muttering something about bloody traffic lights and roundabouts or something, as i return to the mundane tasks of whatever it was i was doing at the time. Thirty second's later the shift supervisor comes thundering through the door,
"What do you think you're doing?"
"pardon?"
"that driver out there says you've told him to take his load back"
"well yeah, he's late and the depot manager told me i could, and you were in the room at the time"
"yes i was, but you can't go sending lorries back willynilly just cos you feel like it"
"look, he's late, i was told i could, where's the problem, i'm pissed off with them being late all the time and me having to rush me arse off to get it all booked in before i go home, cos if i leave it everybody else seems unable to do it correctly"
"well he's being emptied over the warehouse at the minute"
"great, so i may as well not be here then"
"don't start"
You see where this is going, everytime i try to do something constructive i get shot down in flames...
More annoyances will no doubt follow in more updates until i forget to do it and just wander round muttering and ranting to meself. However take this little question with you and just ponder it for several seconds
"it makes you wonder, if all this blood and thunder, is just the pressure that i'm under"
some lyric from some song sung somewhere at some time
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like i say mate, it's all about tactics. Strike them with a bit of confusion. Next time it happens, talk to the driver about something complicated (say, holding a five minute conversation without picking his nose or going for a burger) then when he's suitably confused, put him in someone elses lorry and tell him his wife just called about needing a "service"....
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