Just needing to vent a little ( Archived) (15)

Go to work today....the building had been painted inside over the past couple of days....the fumes were what you could call, intoxicating....nauseating.....At least 4 of us got sick with headaches, stomach aches, dizziness.....and there were only 5 of us working......I spent 11 1/2 hours in that building. Ok, so if that isn't bad enough, we get a company wide email that says "be considerate of your co-workers, don't over-due it on perfume and cologne"........WTF???? Can't wear perfume, but we can sit in a building full of fumes...causing us to all get sick, but they don't consider that enough to close the place down and air it out............

And then there were the 4 wonderful, sweet customers that decided to take their frustrations and anger out on me. I was cursed, unmercifully......yelled at....fingers shaken in my face....

It was not a good day......

Thank you for letting me vent...

You're honest, true and beautiful. That should balance things out. You really are.

Well I guess I should have been standing near you at your work. I highly doubt any finger shaking would have gone on, without some finger breaking to end it.

I could not work in a job dealing with the public like that. First person to get on my case would be cussed out and shown the door.
Now smelling those pain fumes.........Are you sure there were customers there?

Breath deep, relax, but don't breath at work.

thank you paws.........

The funny thing about these four customers..........by the time they left, they were apologising to me. You see, I've learned a few tricks in life......you let em vent, and then you get logical....you never yell back and add fuel to the fire. You have to remember that it really isn't YOU they are pissed at, you're just the one that is the middle man. It's still frustrating and makes me angry...but I NEVER let them see it. Of the 4 angry, frustrated customers....I was able to rectify the problems they were having....

But don't think for one minute I didn't think about cursing them, or breaking their fingers.....

I know you haven't forgotten this, sweetie, but the first thought that came to mind was that, after it's all over and done, LOOK WHAT YOU'VE GOT TO COME HOME TO!!!!

If there's a savings grace to that job, it'll be Brian waiting for you when you get home....



Fondly,
Judy