Stinky Pile

So part 2 of the HR incident.

Pile pulls me aside, not when I'm on the phone, but when I finally get off the phone to watch over the floor activities. Prick. F*ck your production minutes. I don't know why he's in charge of Lead Reps. We're like thoroughbred horses, treat us right and we'll win races. Treat us like crap, and we'll kick down the barn. He doesn't know how to manage us at all. Anyways he says that "he wants to hear my side of the story." Bull f*cking sh!t. I don't need to incriminate myself especially with his f*cked up interpretation of things. He'll find offence in anything. I think I know why I don't like him so much. It's b/c he reminds me of my middle brother. So I tell him I want my TL, and he says he's my TL b/c he writes up the Performance Appraisal and my TL just does my TKS. What really happens is that my TL sends Pile all the information, and would write up the PA if they'd let him. Whatever. I get more "Hi!"s from an OM than I do from Pile.

Anyways I email my TL what happened but b/c the work firewall prevents access to blogs, so after I got home, I had to add more things. Argh. Anyways, another craptastic day. Actually even the tastic isn't there b/c one of my friends had to go home b/c her back seized up. Didn't get any crochet done, totally forgot when I was supposed to come back from lunch so I had a super long break. Just spectacular. This day warrants a Death Note and I know whose name I'd write.