Garm Bel Iblis
Commodore
Finally had my chance to vent today. Met with my boss, sup, Quality Monitor and Hr. They started on me stating that they had concerns about the way I was doing things and my quality and level of service was disappointing and needed immediately change.
To which I pulled the Ace in my email sleeve. I slapped down 2 emails one dated 4-30 one dated 4-29 indicating that I was doing a fantastic job and that if there was any problem with me in the department it would have most certainly been addressed by then.
The phrase "wind outta your sails" is something I'd always used, but I'd never actually seen two people deflate, literally blowing air between their lips and sinking down in their chairs. For the first time since this bullshit began I had them over a barrel and I smelled blood. Something inside me said, "DO IT, GET 'EM!
I let them have it to, caring not a dick about what they could do to me. I'd pointed out that there was no issue until I caused a ruckus and accused the Quality Assurance person of having a personal stake against me (she's the sister in-law of a woman who works with my wife and they don't get along)
I said you cannot and will not bring me into a meeting and have manufactured reasons why I suck if i have written proof from you pointing out the opposite. When I finished, my boss said some bs HR lingo like "We've gotten the dirty laundry out to dry" and "Let's move on."
My sup actually came to me afterwards clapped me on the shoulder and said. "Well done."
I'm high as a kite now. I'm married, I never win arguments. I opened up with both barrels and nuked these bitches.
To which I pulled the Ace in my email sleeve. I slapped down 2 emails one dated 4-30 one dated 4-29 indicating that I was doing a fantastic job and that if there was any problem with me in the department it would have most certainly been addressed by then.
The phrase "wind outta your sails" is something I'd always used, but I'd never actually seen two people deflate, literally blowing air between their lips and sinking down in their chairs. For the first time since this bullshit began I had them over a barrel and I smelled blood. Something inside me said, "DO IT, GET 'EM!
I let them have it to, caring not a dick about what they could do to me. I'd pointed out that there was no issue until I caused a ruckus and accused the Quality Assurance person of having a personal stake against me (she's the sister in-law of a woman who works with my wife and they don't get along)
I said you cannot and will not bring me into a meeting and have manufactured reasons why I suck if i have written proof from you pointing out the opposite. When I finished, my boss said some bs HR lingo like "We've gotten the dirty laundry out to dry" and "Let's move on."
My sup actually came to me afterwards clapped me on the shoulder and said. "Well done."
I'm high as a kite now. I'm married, I never win arguments. I opened up with both barrels and nuked these bitches.
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