Back when floppy discs were cutting edge technology....
omg I suddenly feel real old typing that out....

But this ex boss of mine, many moons ago.....

I'd worked for a council for about two years technically as a receptionist, but most of my time was spent fixing the various excuses for computers we had at the time.
Like all council reasoning, the reason I was designated to do it was becuase A, I was good at it and B, I sat next to the server so i must have picked up some tech savvy by osmosis or something...

At some point, after a reorg which placed me on a new team, on the other side of the room - they hired a real computer expert who set about building an IT team.
She was a nice lady, an ex school teacher who'd done a course in computers and talked like she knew what she was doing.
She made a point of head hunting me for her team, but due to some change in contracts, I needed to be rehired in this new position with a few amendments to my T&C's. One of these meant I was on performance related pay.
I wasnt too bothered as we got on really well & I knew what I was doing. More important I would finally be paid to do a job I actually wanted.
The honeymoon period probably lasted about 3 months before it slowly sank in that not only did she know practically nothing about computers (and had survived so far on being pretty and presentable) but she was also insecure, pighead and about as thick as a house brick.
This first came to my attention when she was trying to back up some data onto disc but for some reason it wouldnt copy.
Trying to be helpful I leaned over and popped the disc out, only to find that the write protection label was on. I pointed this out to her and instead of saying "oh silly me" she replied "Oh, I always wondered what that was".
No matter how many times I told her she could run more than one application on a PC and Alt-Tab between them, she would always say, close down word so she could open excel.
The pigheadedness came to my attention when she outlined how I was to run a project for her (micro management doesnt even come close to describing how bad she was). If I dared to suggest an alternate way to do something she would get a face like a bucket and go off to write notes about me.
Remember the perfromance related pay? well every year in my appraisal I got a "Satisfactory" which essentially meant "shit" - despite me doing practically all the work ALL THE TIME (this also meant I didnt get a pay rise for four years).
She would get an arse on everytime I was five minutes late, despite the fact I always worked my lunch and went home late.
Things came to a head one day when she was standing behind me telling me what unix code to enter to move some directories around. This was her way of 'teaching' (read patronising) me.
I already knew what to do, but having her stand behind me meant I made a mistake an deleted something.
Her response was to blame me, then try to put me up for a disiplinary hearing. Which she managed to push through by then also providing evidence that I'd been over five minutes late everyday for about three years + complaining that I'd taken too much sick leave after having surgery.
I had to even show my scar to the council doctor to prove I'd had the surgery, but then was still given a black mark for taking too much time off (a lousy four weeks off).

Anyway... cant remember what the point was so erm....

yeah wot a bitch

Oh look a puppy

*wanders off in a daze"
(EvilMeister, Mon 22 Jun 2009, 14:25, Reply)