The Pitbull and The Rotweiler
Currently working in a Solicitors office, the majority of the staff are lovely but they are 2 people who make Homer Simpson look busy.
The Pitbull is in 'charge of catering' when I say catering I mean making tea and coffee and ordering sandwiches for meetings. She comes in at 7.30 am (no meetings take place before 9am) and leaves at 15.30 cos her Partner(who I'll come to in a minute) works those hours and she can get a lift instead of the bus. We work in the city centre and the buses run to her estate every 10 minutes.
The Pitbull has a lovely Polish Lady who in fact does all the work for her, The polish lady can't do anything right in the eyes of The Pitbull. At least 20 times a day The Pitbull will reprimand the Polish lady for some non existent problem.
The Rotweiler is ex army(his army pension is fantastic and he doesn't actually need a job) If you ask him to anything,the responses are that's not my job ask IT or Reception.
Facilties comes under his remit and when I say he does nothing I mean. I've worked here for a year and despite numerous requests there's no hot water in the bathroom sinks. The heating system doesn't work on one floor it's tropically hot and on the floor above it's so cold it's like the Artic. Despite everyone in the office complaining regularly,for almost two years,it still hasn't been fixed, when his name is mentioned everyone rolls their eyes. Apolgies for length but I needed to vent my frustration.
(Plastic Paddi, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 17:28, Reply)