Bad Management
Tb2571989 says Bad Management isn't just a great name for a heavy metal band - what kind of rubbish work practices have you had to put up with?
( , Thu 10 Jun 2010, 10:53)
Tb2571989 says Bad Management isn't just a great name for a heavy metal band - what kind of rubbish work practices have you had to put up with?
( , Thu 10 Jun 2010, 10:53)
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By old boss was a genuine wanker
I worked for a very brief stint in a 'new media' start up. Basially, a dance music internet radio station with a poncy name. Because I had the ability to google "how to internet radio" and the guy who got the venture capital was a friend of a friend, I became a "head of technology" with basically fuck all by way of experience or qualifications. Learnt a lot on the go, and it was pretty relaxed and fun.
Once, when fixing a problem in one of the 'studios' (a cupboard with a PC, a couple of cheap mics and an even cheaper mixing desk), I noticed that the internet history was full of porn. Hmmm, someone is wanking in the studio. Nasty, but whatever. I don't really care. I forgot about it soon after wiping the desk, keyboard and chair down with wet wipes.
Fast forward a couple of weeks, at one of our "tech reviews", basically all the DJs and the owner give me a list of features that they want and I make up reasons why it's too expensive/impossible to save me from actually doing anything. The boss asks if we can set up a webcam (having just overturned a more or less unanimous demand to be able to take callers on air because the kit costs about £1000, and I can't be arsed finding it and getting it to work with the dodgy panasonic telephone system we have in the 'office') I decide to throw him a bone and do some work.
About three weeks after I'd installed the webcam the boss realised that paying 40 odd DJs, and half a dozen heads of department (friends of friends with less experience in their field than me) was unsustainable on internet radio advertising money. So he decided that he can stop paying everyone if he turns it into a 'community radio' station. All the DJs were told they would be sacked as soon as someone could be found who would do their show for free (wierdos and kids from a couple of local colleges, who were usually better than the proffessional DJs they replaced).
Cheeky fucker tells me that I would have to take a pay cut, but it would be fine because I was now "giving something back" (note, he is taking home shitloads more now, not having to pay anyone). I promptly tell him to shove it up his arse.
Fast forward a couple of months, and all the college kids he had doing the shows for free were removed by their school, due to the place being "an unsuitable enviroment for minors". I get asked back, on my old rate. I had no intention of going back, but I did ask why all the kids wern't allowed to go any more. I found out from one of the old department heads who stayed on that the dumb fucker had forgotten that there were webcams in both studios, and was caught furiously bashing one out by the head teacher of one of the schools who had decided to check up on what her students were doing in the next room.
( , Fri 11 Jun 2010, 21:57, Reply)
I worked for a very brief stint in a 'new media' start up. Basially, a dance music internet radio station with a poncy name. Because I had the ability to google "how to internet radio" and the guy who got the venture capital was a friend of a friend, I became a "head of technology" with basically fuck all by way of experience or qualifications. Learnt a lot on the go, and it was pretty relaxed and fun.
Once, when fixing a problem in one of the 'studios' (a cupboard with a PC, a couple of cheap mics and an even cheaper mixing desk), I noticed that the internet history was full of porn. Hmmm, someone is wanking in the studio. Nasty, but whatever. I don't really care. I forgot about it soon after wiping the desk, keyboard and chair down with wet wipes.
Fast forward a couple of weeks, at one of our "tech reviews", basically all the DJs and the owner give me a list of features that they want and I make up reasons why it's too expensive/impossible to save me from actually doing anything. The boss asks if we can set up a webcam (having just overturned a more or less unanimous demand to be able to take callers on air because the kit costs about £1000, and I can't be arsed finding it and getting it to work with the dodgy panasonic telephone system we have in the 'office') I decide to throw him a bone and do some work.
About three weeks after I'd installed the webcam the boss realised that paying 40 odd DJs, and half a dozen heads of department (friends of friends with less experience in their field than me) was unsustainable on internet radio advertising money. So he decided that he can stop paying everyone if he turns it into a 'community radio' station. All the DJs were told they would be sacked as soon as someone could be found who would do their show for free (wierdos and kids from a couple of local colleges, who were usually better than the proffessional DJs they replaced).
Cheeky fucker tells me that I would have to take a pay cut, but it would be fine because I was now "giving something back" (note, he is taking home shitloads more now, not having to pay anyone). I promptly tell him to shove it up his arse.
Fast forward a couple of months, and all the college kids he had doing the shows for free were removed by their school, due to the place being "an unsuitable enviroment for minors". I get asked back, on my old rate. I had no intention of going back, but I did ask why all the kids wern't allowed to go any more. I found out from one of the old department heads who stayed on that the dumb fucker had forgotten that there were webcams in both studios, and was caught furiously bashing one out by the head teacher of one of the schools who had decided to check up on what her students were doing in the next room.
( , Fri 11 Jun 2010, 21:57, Reply)
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