In interviewing people for our upcoming book, I Hate People!, we uncovered a lot of stories about all the different ways that people in the office environment piss off the people around them. But we realized that being just two guys with audio recorders we couldn't cover that much ground. We want you to share YOUR stories of interoffice grief generated by cubemate, office oafs and client clowns. Here's the place to to do it -- just file your grievance as a comment below!
The cream of the crop may make it to the front page of the blog, and if you're brave enough to include a working email address, we may contact you to send you a free book or other I Hate People! goodies. On the other hand, you're free to stay anonymous and blow off as much steam as possible. Try to stay away from using the names of people and companies involved or, for legal reasons, we may have to edit or excise your grievance.
That caveat in mind, rant away!
Check out some real world workplace horror stories as collected by Inc.com, the online side of Inc. magazine! Such as the boss who used company expenses to get a bulletproof vest and handgun to protect himself after firing half his employees, and the business developers who didn't realize until they showed up for their sales call that Naked City, their potential client, was an office building full of nudists.
http://www.inc.com/multimedia/slideshows/content/horrorstories_pagen_1.html
Posted by: Marc Hershon | May 19, 2009 at 09:31 AM
Why do people always focus on things that aren't their concern? I work in HR at a computer company. The latter isn't important. But I have people who come into my office asking about their fellow employees as if I was their BFF. I just want to scream,'Hello, I'm HR, you idiot!' I HATE PEOPLE!
Posted by: Marsha B. | June 19, 2009 at 09:36 AM
I've always worked for great bosses ... until last October. My new boss pursued me with gusto, wooing me with promises of more money, better hours and a "familial" work environment (He didn't lie about that part. He does remind me of my mother -- you know, the one who asks you, "Are you going to wear that?" with an acid tongue and a stupid smile).
He's a micromanager, yes. Phony, too. But the topper is he does illegal crap and gets away with it.
A few weeks back I asked for an afternoon off. He said yes, but with the tone you might use when finally giving in to your 3-year-old''s demands for candy. So of course I stayed at work.
The next day he called me into what I like to call the "You Know You're in Trouble when (insert name here) 'Invites' You in Here" room. He told me that since I am a single mother, I should use my vacation time more wisely (illegal). "Familial," my single mother, no vacation time ass.
Posted by: K.B. | June 30, 2009 at 06:27 AM
I HATE PEOPLE WHO LOOK THROUGH YOUR STUFF FOR NO REASON. AND THEN THEY USE IT AGAINST YOU. MY SISTER'S BOYFRIEND AND HIS FRIENDS LOOK THROUGH MY PERSONAL AND PRIVATE STUFF AND THEY ALSO TEASE ME ABOUT IT. THEY LAUGH AT ME, AND I JUST WANT TO SAY TO THEIR FACE THAT ITS NONE OF THEIR BUSINESS!
Posted by: Snooped | August 02, 2009 at 01:22 AM