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We counted inventory today. Always a wretched day but a necessary evil I guess.

The way they do it where I work now is they bring a bunch of office people into the warehouse to help. They put us into teams of two and the more experienced inventory person (me) will do the physical counting and call out the results to an office type person who records.

This was my day:


Steve starts counting an item.

Her: What's the part number?

Steve tells her the part number. It takes Steve a minute to count the inventory and then he calls out the total.

Her: What was the part number?

Steve repeats the part number he told her before and she writes it on her inventory sheets.

Steve moves on to counting the next thing.

Her: What's the part number?

Steve tells her the part number. It takes Steve 20 seconds to count it then he calls out the total.

Her: What was the part number?

Steve repeats the part number he told her before and she records the count.

Steve starts counting the next thing.

Her: What's the part number?
 
I was an Inventory Analyst once upon a time. It was a very good job. I made it so the company I worked for never had to do quarterly/annual/whatever inventories. Inventory taking was pointless for them because I made the inventory so accurate. People thought I was the greatest thing since sliced bread. No more inventories - are you kidding me?

Thing was, I did such a good job at not just correcting discrepancies, but also finding the causes of them and fixing the system, that after awhile, I had almost no work to do. I could go ahead and count stuff, but it was always correct. If that happened today I would just find other ways to make myself useful but because that was in my extreme drug using days - and that was a pharmaceutical company which had lots of deluxe drugs - which I cheerfully stole and ingested - but they made me drowsy sometimes too - so I used to take naps all the time in a little nook I had set up in the storage area over the narcotics vault.

Ah, life's rich fabric.
 
Mudcat
I was an Inventory Analyst once upon a time. It was a very good job. I made it so the company I worked for never had to do quarterly/annual/whatever inventories. Inventory taking was pointless for them because I made the inventory so accurate. People thought I was the greatest thing since sliced bread. No more inventories - are you kidding me?

Thing was, I did such a good job at not just correcting discrepancies, but also finding the causes of them and fixing the system, that after awhile, I had almost no work to do. I could go ahead and count stuff, but it was always correct. If that happened today I would just find other ways to make myself useful but because that was in my extreme drug using days - and that was a pharmaceutical company which had lots of deluxe drugs - which I cheerfully stole and ingested - but they made me drowsy sometimes too - so I used to take naps all the time in a little nook I had set up in the storage area over the narcotics vault.

Ah, life's rich fabric.
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Outfuckingstanding.
 
I considered trying to point out to the woman I was working with yesterday that there was no point her asking the part # when I started to count because 100% she was going to forget. Either ask and put a tick mark or something beside it on your paper, or else just wait until the end and I would just say it the once. But I couldn't come up with a way of saying that without it basically coming off as, "Say, you're stupid as fok aren't you?"

Thing is, I don't think of her as terribly stupid. She strikes me as having average intelligence overall. She has a responsible position and does a competent job of it as far as I can tell.

I guess that's just the way of the human race. Average intelligence means limited ability to retain information or recognize patterns, and a general default to any-kind-of-pointless-noise over silence.

Naw, she's pretty stupid.
 
This guy in our Montreal office really hates that my job is in Toronto and he's been pushing for me to get replaced by a local Quebecer (I'm seen as an evil Ontarian, which is hilarious in itself)

Anyhoo, this week my counterpart at our main competitor's was let go. So this same Montreal guy who hates me sent a long email to our head of marketing, explaining how this guy would be the perfect hire to replace me (he didn't explicitly name me, he just used my job title.)

Head of marketing's reaction was to forward me that email and ask me to get in touch with the guy who was let go by our competitor, see if he would like to join my freelance team. $125 per article, take it or leave it.

Boys sometimes it's good to be on the dark side.

:mrquincy:
 
Matty
This guy in our Montreal office really hates that my job is in Toronto and he's been pushing for me to get replaced by a local Quebecer (I'm seen as an evil Ontarian, which is hilarious in itself)

Anyhoo, this week my counterpart at our main competitor's was let go. So this same Montreal guy who hates me sent a long email to our head of marketing, explaining how this guy would be the perfect hire to replace me (he didn't explicitly name me, he just used my job title.)

Head of marketing's reaction was to forward me that email and ask me to get in touch with the guy who was let go by our competitor, see if he would like to join my freelance team. $125 per article, take it or leave it.

Boys sometimes it's good to be on the dark side.

:mrquincy:
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:lmao:

Jaysus Matty, that guy sounds like he'd sure be loyal, maybe he should run the next football pool as well. I say bring him on and somehow make him think you are terrible at ping ping, assuming he plays at all. Get the whole group in there for a 21-0 smashing. Then give him an unreasonable deadline for the next article. When he delivers it, rip it up and ask him to throw it out.
 
I inadvertently created some controversy at work this week.

There is this truck driver that delivers to us regularly. Once or twice a week I would say. It's a big 53' truck and it is an awkward driveway where you can't just circle the plaza and come out frontwards on the other side so he has to back out. He feels he needs help backing out. Like he wants someone to direct traffic on the road.

No big deal. I mean, no other drivers want that. They would kinda laugh if you offered. It would be like, no, thanks, I drive a truck for a living and I'm not a tool. I think I can manage to get myself on the road. But whatever, this guy can't wants help.

So okay - but here's the other thing: he always has a helper. There is a young guy who is always with him. And this driver still asks one of our guys to help him back out (while, presumably, his helper is sitting in the cab with his feet up).

And here's an even nuther thing: guys where I work have always done it.

Long story short, I have declined to help him the last couple times. My attitude is kind of like, no dude.

Next thing you know there are emails circulating from his company wondering why he is no longer getting help backing out his truck. Like a whole bunch of people were copied. My boss, our Buyer, a general office guy who does a bunch of things. Maybe others.



Whoops something came up here. Gotta break this off for now. Possibly more to come . . .
 
I had a mini job review yesterday. We discussed a whole bunch of stuff in terms of performance and future goals and vision.

There were two bosses in there. Right at the end, the one boss made a summary speech about how he appreciates the job I do and my versatility/attitude/work ethic, and he is really happy to have me on the team. Then the other boss - who is female fwiw - said, "We love you," and made a little heart shape thing with her hands.

I thought that was nice.
 
IAG
Matty would ur buddy who got laid off be a fit for competitor's job? Has he started working yet or just enjoying some paid time off?
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Just saw this.

He's been losing his severance pay at bet365, live-betting all sorts of soccer he doesn't normally watch.

He's depressed by his own admission. Guy lost his mom, his fiance (she gave the ring back), his house and his job over a one-year stretch.

He'll bounce back.
 
Matty
Just saw this.

He's been losing his severance pay at bet365, live-betting all sorts of soccer he doesn't normally watch.

He's depressed by his own admission. Guy lost his mom, his fiance (she gave the ring back), his house and his job over a one-year stretch.

He'll bounce back.
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. Holy shit. Give him ur Lexapro before he jumps.
 
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