My institution overpays and underpays, drastically either way in most cases. Those with what I call "easy-bake oven" Master's degrees (insert in one end and the paper comes out the other all ready to go) are lauded and lorded over, yet most don't know basic knowledge I received in a bachelor's program.
The phonies rise to the top like so much cream, while many of us are underpaid, struggling to live, and receiving the brunt of the belignorant students who we are "servicing."
Some days it's so hard to take. I tell myself God has a plan for me. I tell myself that water finds its own level. I take pride in what I do. Seems for naught.

So now I too have vented (this came right on the tail of an internal job posting offering wages around 10000 more than our new department person will be offered, while expecting no further education or customer service skills) and I thank you for opening up the floor for me.

Now, my addition to the list:

People with the depth of a mud puddle.

(I feel better)

Yeah but imagine if you were the guy whose next-door neighbor asked if they could borrow the SUV to take the family on a picnic!

aww, I'm sorry. I feel your pain. I know. I understand. :grouphug:

Thank you:comfort:

:)

Far as I know the law is the same here.Problem is ...Bellsouth manages/Owns? the creekmouth and they don't post it. There's an underground main there methinks.

Also some of the property on the other side of the pond is leased. They know too that this is private, but they pulll the same inch by inch strategy as the creek people. People know I feed the fish over here, too which is a strike against capnhowdy's prognosis.:mad:

OK. I feel better now. Sorry. I'm thoo now.

D'oh! :smack:

Then I guess the SUV borrower would have two people pissed off at him.

Skysidhe: I feel your pain... I'm stuck in a dead end job for one more year because it's getting me my scholarship for college, but after that I'm outa here! Unfortunately, I learned the hard way that it's not worth changing jobs because of a bitch of a co-worker- you'll find people like that everywhere.

Hagar: 32 is NOT old! Talk to me when you turn forty. (That's middle age, so some people call it old) And this is coming from a "Young Person"! (20)

I feel the pain too.

Chaos-junkies
People who don't listen (most of my family, don't know how I ended-up being who I am and marrying my wife)
Prideful people (a lot of what I dislike comes from this, bad driving, rudeness, selfishness, close-mindedness, and the like)
People who ask caring questions when they don't really care about the answer (I get this a lot being in a wheelchair, the worst kind of patronizing)
Bad paint jobs
Ill fitting clothes
Shop helpers that stalk you & won't shut-up
Busybodies

The 42. wow That is so awesome to be getting a scholarship! Congradulations on that! What will you be taking in college??



Actually I am not exactly stuck. And neither are you by the way. I will be seeking employment which is more inline with my degree even if it means working two jobs again this fall. I am good with this. This could be a blessing in disguise.

Thank you both The 42 and Shawnee123.I appreciate the support more than you could imagine.:)

I'm going to be majoring in Music and Psychology, hopefully (I want to go into music therapy) It's not a full scholarship, but it's an enorumous help- possibly more help than working for a year and using that money would be.

And now for my new addition to the list:

1)People who only listen to what you're saying for long enough to find a flaw and then ignore you or interrupt you with a correction

2)People who act extremely conscending toward people even slightly less intelligent than themselves, even if it's only in one particular area

3)All people who make mean-hearted fun of retarted or otherwise mentally impaired people, and of course people who make fun of physically handicapped people who are probably even smarter than they are!

4)My cat! Half the time you can't walk by her nowadays without her taking a swat at you with all claws extended, and all petters are at risk of being bitten with no warning. She used to be so cute and gentle! (And yes, she has been fixed so there's no reason for her to be this way

To add to the list:

When the happy birthday thread is the last thread responded to in Home Base so everytime I pull up the Cellar I see Happy Birthday.;)

I have no control over how many people decide to come eat enchiladas. In fact, it doesn't bother me that people decide not to wait that long to eat - there are better places to go with less waiting, and I get that, and that is perfectly okay with me. I just happen to be a patient person, and don't mind hanging out for a little bit of chit-chat time with the people I enjoy in my life.

I've worked at this place long enough to know that there's no reason to worry about who else is walking in the door, and how long they're going to have to wait (or not). There's nothing I can do to change their wait time, short of asking people who are already eating to please leave so that those whose tummies are empty can be served. But you can only deal with one party on the list at a time, so that's all I'm concerned about.

I do not have a contempt for every customer that walks in the door. As a matter of fact, the majority of the people that come in to eat are wonderful, gracious people who I enjoy building a rapport with, if for no other reason than to make their visit more enjoyable. However, since this is the rant thread, that's what I did - about the select guests who do come in and make life miserable. While this is only a college job to pay the bills and I certainly won't be making a career out of it, I do enjoy going to work much of the time. As I said, there are nice people in the world, and they tend to counter-balance all those people who turn out to be not quite as nice.

As for work in the back of house... well, I have no reason to prove my worth here to you, but suffice it to say that I am not above washing some dishes when the dishwasher breaks, or slicing some vegetables when Berna has the flu. I pull my weight (and often more) at work, so I think I'm allowed to grumble.

You're not supposed to enjoy it. College jobs exist to give you incentive to make good grades and graduate -- so that you don't have to have a job like that forever.