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posted on Apr, 19 2023 @ 09:22 PM
So I know I've mentioned my problematic coworker, but I need to rant about her again.
There are very, very few people on my "DO NOT WANT" list, and she's one of them. She walks around with meek exterior and actually does have stage
IV cancer, so I do feel somewhat sympathetic and sorry for her. However, that being said, she has been hired to do a job, and she works directly under
me as a part-timer. It's my responsibility to maintain work flow, trouble-shoot and backup all stages of the production process as necessary to make
sure we meet our deadlines every day. That means I feed her work, answer questions, etc. She's one of 4 part-timers I have, and I get along with the
other three quite well ... well, I did until one got fired because she couldn't keep up with the volume, but I digress.
I know my proofers and I understand their habits and ways of working, so I pretty much tailor how I delegate jobs based on that. In the morning,
proofer A always gets right to work and knocks out her pile right away, so I always give her the prioritized rush jobs. Problem proofer takes her
work, and sits on her butt for an hour or two taking care of her personal business before she starts, so I don't give her anything critical timewise.
She has her timing down to a science and knows about how long she can procrastinate before she needs to start on what she gets. That mindset is
foreign to me. We all do our own goofing off, but the rest of us take care of business first because we have no way of knowing how many new orders
might be submitted over the course of the day to add to what we start with.
Occasionally, like today, she gets bit in the butt by it, but that's not my rant today.
She has the department mostly buffaloed. I'm guessing it's the cancer thing. I'll flat out tell her know if she wants something, and I don't think
it needs doing, and she doesn't like. She goes right over my head. No one else will tell her, "No." So she gets all kinds of little opinion changes
made to jobs. *This* needs a comma here; *that* needs a wording change there because you just shouldn't use that language. To clarify, the language
isn't wrong and the comma was mainly a matter of opinion - a nitpicky, grammar Nazi type technicality, but *she* wanted it done. I said make a note
of it and send the job on, but that wouldn't do, so she PMs the higher-ups who cave in, and yes, they cave instead of fighting with her. I know this
from other office gossip.
So any authority I might have has been undermined because we're not all on the same page. Whatever.
I wouldn't care except she has outright snapped and even yelled at me for basically doing my job - three times in the past. Tuesday was the 4th time.
She was already upset because she let us know she'd be an hour late and myself and proofer A just went ahead and did her share of the work before she
arrived. It was there and we were bored. No reason not to. I knew she'd be upset by that, but oh well.
So eventually, she comes in with her electronic stapler. And complains that it's jammed and won't work and sticks it in my face. As it's unplugged,
I'm limited in what I can do, but I can see that there isn't any staple dangling. It's almost certainly not jammed. Usually, that means there's a
cartridge issue. So I take out the cartridge, pull out a short length of staples, and tell her to go back and see if that fixes it fully expecting
that it probably will. Most times, it does. Like I said, my job involves a lot of trouble-shooting. She doesn't come back, so I assume that did take
care of. Proofer A, btw, backed me on this as she deals with her stapler the same way. Electronic staplers, btw, SUCK.
Not long after, some more orders come in, so I deal with those and run them out to problem coworker, and I notice she's using her elbow grease
stapler, not the electronic one. In other words, the fix didn't work, but she didn't bother to tell me as much. Now, I have a broken electronic
stapler at my work station, and since I do very little hard copy/QA (the stage problem coworker was working on), I just use my elbow grease stapler. I
find it doesn't slow me down all that much to use it over an electric. So I mentally shrug and make a note to check her stapler after she leaves and
I have free access to her work space and stapler.
I go back to my work space and, sure enough, more orders are in. I work through trouble-shooting them and getting them set up to delegate out, and as
I'm turning to the printer, I feel something against my leg. I turn around and it's problem coworker ... She's one her knees trying to shove her
way under my desk, past my leg to plug in her stapler! Completely bizarre and unacceptable ... At that point, I'm a wee bit exasperated with her. I
ask her what she thinks she's doing, and she tells me it's still jammed. It's not, but I tell her to leave it. So she starts to wander off with the
cord. I tell her to leave that too.
All she had to do was tell me the cartridge adjustment didn't work! But no, she had to get worked up over it and then do whatever it was she thought
she was doing.
At any rate, I plug it in with my broken stapler cord, and yep, it still won't staple. So I swap out the cartridge in it for the one in my broken
stapler. Sometimes, electronic staplers are remarkably finicky about the cartridge, and sometimes, the glue on the staples in a cartridge is too thick
so the stapler can't break them off properly. Then, guess what? The stapler doesn't work. And guess what? Swapping the cartridge works. Sure enough,
two staple attempts after inserting the new cartridge, her stapler was working just fine.
And I'll keep that cartridge I took out. My stapler is still broken, but that cartridge might work in someone else's stapler. They're weird that
way. Of course, I'll give to someone who can be counted on to tell me if it doesn't work.