There genuinely is no drama quite like workplace drama.
Used to work with a really diligent and thorough dude doing Data Analysis around overall Ops performance metrics, we got along really well in terms of work ethics, so we became work buddies pretty fast. Trouble was, the higher-ups set up the original databases in Google Spreadsheets and the people who worked on those docs before us botched them beyond belief. We kept trying to convince Management to let us redo all databases in SQL, link them with our tools to make things dynamic, and pull them through Power BI to get some nice visuals going, but they realised their asses would be on the line if the data started showing accurate values (plus they were too cheap to actually pay for viable software), so they kept stonewalling.
One day my guy gets fed up with our manager and decides to go nuclear. Thing is, the dude had a very, very nasty case of IBS (no wonder, honestly…). So he started taking advantage of it. He’d come in, tell me to keep an eye on him, and if I saw him getting red and sweaty I should use the facilities within the next 30 minutes then stay away from them. I can tell you that I made the mistake of not heeding his words only once. The dude literally bio-bombed every washroom in that building (small office, start-up type deal), and it would linger for hours due to poor ventilation. He did this without a predictable pattern, so that nobody would figure out who was to blame. This happened for several months. I cannot begin to tell you how much respect I had for the guy.
IBS was the most humiliating thing to have in a workplace. As a woman it’s even worst. I would feel sick for hours and the only thing stoping the bomb to.go off was the humiliating smell. The sound is quick so you can avoid people around, but the smell… omg how.
Crohn’s here. You would not believe what my body can produce. The other side of it as well is when you really need to go, and somebody has thoroughly destroyed the only available cubicle(s). I once just walked out the state of the loos was so bad. It’s ok to touch the toilet brush to sort out your own stuff people 😭
I’m genuinely sorry you had to go through that, it really seemed to be a very unpleasant time for my buddy, to say the least… I mean, I have an apparently milder form of IBS (primarily diet and stress-based) and it’s bad enough as-is…
But, truthfully, I don’t think there’s anything of which to be ashamed. I mean, we’re being fed crap, we’re stressed out more often than we’re not, and we’re living in environments fit more for industrial equipment than for biological life. It’s no wonder our digestive systems are going haywire.
If anything, I think what my former colleague did was 100% reasonable, it’s just a repercussion of the conditions in which we’re meant to exist. Pairing that up with this social contract of “Thou shall not fart because it’s, like, awkward for the rest of us” is pure hypocrisy. Farting, thus, is an act of justified rebellion!
the last time i was involved in workplace drama/gossip was disappointing; they started a rumor that i was gay which was really weak tea since i’ve been out for decades and literally had pride flags on my desk, car bumper, and around my neck; but then again, it was austin texas so i guess it’s still juicy to them despite it being the year 2020.
American red states are really bloody bizarre ngl, genuinely astounds me how they can be that full of homophobic assholes in a supposed western anglophone nation.
i don’t think it’s much different than canada’s alberta or the australian outback and you have figures like murdoch who help them revel in their prejudices.
True, I suppose similiarish divides in terms of.how they’re artificslly created by the ruling classes can also be seen in northern British towns, constant media exposure to soak the struggling working classes brains in culture war bullshit to supress any element of class conciousness. Porkies have also been using god forsaken social media algorithms for the same ends as im sure you know.
Oh, no, I’m so very sorry, that sounds awful!:( I can’t even begin to imagine what it must be like, but… Jesus, like you’ve said, we’ve been in the XXIst Century for two and a half decades now, it’s beyond disappointing that this is still happening… I’m genuinely sorry…
it’s all good though since i got the last laugh. they hired me to create some software for them and they ended up losing all of it when they fired me because i never checked any of the source into github and the laptop i worked from was locked & encrypted using my own account; so they ended up with nothing.
some of them called me “fabulous” loudly and in front of everyone a few times and my autistic ass genuinely thought that they were complimenting me. lol.
i didn’t realize until months afterwards that they were either trying to provoke or shame me and my only regret is that i wish i had realized what was happening at the time so that i could turn it on it’s head and do things to make them REALLY clutch their pearls.
There genuinely is no drama quite like workplace drama.
Used to work with a really diligent and thorough dude doing Data Analysis around overall Ops performance metrics, we got along really well in terms of work ethics, so we became work buddies pretty fast. Trouble was, the higher-ups set up the original databases in Google Spreadsheets and the people who worked on those docs before us botched them beyond belief. We kept trying to convince Management to let us redo all databases in SQL, link them with our tools to make things dynamic, and pull them through Power BI to get some nice visuals going, but they realised their asses would be on the line if the data started showing accurate values (plus they were too cheap to actually pay for viable software), so they kept stonewalling.
One day my guy gets fed up with our manager and decides to go nuclear. Thing is, the dude had a very, very nasty case of IBS (no wonder, honestly…). So he started taking advantage of it. He’d come in, tell me to keep an eye on him, and if I saw him getting red and sweaty I should use the facilities within the next 30 minutes then stay away from them. I can tell you that I made the mistake of not heeding his words only once. The dude literally bio-bombed every washroom in that building (small office, start-up type deal), and it would linger for hours due to poor ventilation. He did this without a predictable pattern, so that nobody would figure out who was to blame. This happened for several months. I cannot begin to tell you how much respect I had for the guy.
IBS was the most humiliating thing to have in a workplace. As a woman it’s even worst. I would feel sick for hours and the only thing stoping the bomb to.go off was the humiliating smell. The sound is quick so you can avoid people around, but the smell… omg how.
Crohn’s here. You would not believe what my body can produce. The other side of it as well is when you really need to go, and somebody has thoroughly destroyed the only available cubicle(s). I once just walked out the state of the loos was so bad. It’s ok to touch the toilet brush to sort out your own stuff people 😭
I’m genuinely sorry you had to go through that, it really seemed to be a very unpleasant time for my buddy, to say the least… I mean, I have an apparently milder form of IBS (primarily diet and stress-based) and it’s bad enough as-is…
But, truthfully, I don’t think there’s anything of which to be ashamed. I mean, we’re being fed crap, we’re stressed out more often than we’re not, and we’re living in environments fit more for industrial equipment than for biological life. It’s no wonder our digestive systems are going haywire.
If anything, I think what my former colleague did was 100% reasonable, it’s just a repercussion of the conditions in which we’re meant to exist. Pairing that up with this social contract of “Thou shall not fart because it’s, like, awkward for the rest of us” is pure hypocrisy. Farting, thus, is an act of justified rebellion!
the last time i was involved in workplace drama/gossip was disappointing; they started a rumor that i was gay which was really weak tea since i’ve been out for decades and literally had pride flags on my desk, car bumper, and around my neck; but then again, it was austin texas so i guess it’s still juicy to them despite it being the year 2020.
American red states are really bloody bizarre ngl, genuinely astounds me how they can be that full of homophobic assholes in a supposed western anglophone nation.
i don’t think it’s much different than canada’s alberta or the australian outback and you have figures like murdoch who help them revel in their prejudices.
True, I suppose similiarish divides in terms of.how they’re artificslly created by the ruling classes can also be seen in northern British towns, constant media exposure to soak the struggling working classes brains in culture war bullshit to supress any element of class conciousness. Porkies have also been using god forsaken social media algorithms for the same ends as im sure you know.
indeed; they hold all of the cards so the only thing that is going to defeat the rat race is the rat race itself.
Oh, no, I’m so very sorry, that sounds awful!:( I can’t even begin to imagine what it must be like, but… Jesus, like you’ve said, we’ve been in the XXIst Century for two and a half decades now, it’s beyond disappointing that this is still happening… I’m genuinely sorry…
I wasn’t aware that it was happening and I got the last laugh, so there’s nothing to be sorry about, but thanks nonetheless
Wow that was notable to them in Austin? That sucks.
Austin is probably the fakest “liberal” city in the US. If you have to live in Texas live in Dallas.
it’s all good though since i got the last laugh. they hired me to create some software for them and they ended up losing all of it when they fired me because i never checked any of the source into github and the laptop i worked from was locked & encrypted using my own account; so they ended up with nothing.
some of them called me “fabulous” loudly and in front of everyone a few times and my autistic ass genuinely thought that they were complimenting me. lol.
i didn’t realize until months afterwards that they were either trying to provoke or shame me and my only regret is that i wish i had realized what was happening at the time so that i could turn it on it’s head and do things to make them REALLY clutch their pearls.
Gods I miss TFTS so bad