#it is not my place to be overstepping the supervisor or to train my coworker but like….

[isekyaaa]

I’m going insane so I’m just gonna vent and say this now.

In a work setting, it is very important that you clearly inform new employees of their job duties from the very start. Never ever expect that they’ll “just know.” You need to be clear about everything, and I’d say for certain duties, you should be letting them know why it is so important. This is especially so in an office setting.

Secondly, if they do something wrong, it is very important that they know what they did wrong. You need to point out what job duties they did not fulfill. They need to know the potential damage they either did or could’ve caused very clearly. Out of all times, this is not the time to be kind and minimize their actions. If they don’t realize these things, they will not understand the important role they play and they will not fulfill their duties properly.

It is not fair to an employee to punish and scold them for something they were never informed about. By opening your mouth and being clear, you essentially set them up for success, but you more importantly remove liability from yourself. If they do something wrong in the future, you have every right to move through with disciplinary measures because you know they know what they should be doing.

Im just so tired of people not communicating clearly for fear of being mean. If a job duty is a job duty, if they’re doing something incorrect, you have every right to state it because it is an objective fact. That’s not being mean. If anything, opening your mouth works toward the efficiency and overall unity of a workplace. The less you decide to set the law, the more things that will go wrong, and you won’t have anyone to blame but yourself.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Tumblr, WIBTA if I confronted my supervisor about a volunteer doing my job?

I (18 NB) work at a library in a temporary location while the library I am in charge of, a sister branch, goes through major construction due to neglect over the years. During this process, I've worked with my coworkers to box all the books and bring them back to "HQ". Recently we've begun a process called weeding, in which reference librarians comb through books and decide which ones to discard.

My job was to dig through the boxes (over 100 of them) and grab ones that match a specific description of what we're tackling and place them onto a cart. I prefer doing this because I have a knack for remembering placements and titles of books I've personally handled, and I like to be informed of the books I am supposed to have in my location, even in the process. I also just like working on my own and rummaging around (it's fun). I also get requests from other librarians of what they may be looking for and what they need, so I ensure that in the next round that can be applicable. This might seem like I'm asking for too much control over something so trivial, but it's important to me and my work to be fully aware of what's happening. In this job there are many instances in which, due to many factors, I've been sold short and left confused because I'm not taught nearly enough to run a library on my own in their system. Initially I was supposed to be given only 3 days worth of training, which is not nearly enough (in my opinion).

Regardless, I recently got word that a new volunteer that works a different schedule than me did this carting process and started to proceed through a different section that screwed up my plans (both in with the boxes and in what a librarian had requested). I understand that this volunteer wanted to learn more about the library and was told to do so by my supervisor, but it's super disheartening to hear the process had been intervened and messed with. From what I understand, this is outside of what specifically this volunteer is looking at (databases) and I don't see how an early stage of this process was meant to help. I could understand later on, with the reference librarians, how this could be a useful teaching opportunity when weeding comes into play. There were also many questions surrounding the purpose and job of the volunteer, but I don't know of any answers, so I can't give more.

Overall I feel very unnerved and I wish to confront my supervisor, or at least express how I feel, but would I be an asshole for doing so? I worry that I'm overstepping my position. Despite being in charge of a sister location, a lot of my work has been on par with students with a little variety in technical and creative tasks in my current location. I feel that a lot of what I strive to do is undermined with the knowledge that I will be "on my own" come when construction ends, so to grit and bear what little to do until then. Would I be an asshole?

What are these acronyms?

[halcyon-writings]

BEEP BEEP I'VE COME WITH A REQUEST!

From the lines from a love letter prompt list, 10. My hope was that you might share my longing for our resident dilf nanami if you may? 👉🏻👈🏻

ahahaha wow i hope one nanami kento (27), grade 1 sorcerer, doesn’t see me and ask me out, ahaha...

further note(s)/warning(s): office nanami,,,, pining,,, ahhhhh, that can be taken as either a non curse!au or just pre canon whatever floats your boat, no real warnings here but if there’s something i’ve missed please let me know!

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You don’t intend for it to start this way, really. Just, once the office started getting less busy, you were bored out of your mind. A major project succeeded in going through, and so it was a reason to celebrate, you reasoned to yourself, but still, you almost could have missed those nights of staying later to work because you didn’t really have anything better to do.

...wow.

Now that you had thought about it, that sounded rather sad... You bring your palms up to attempt to rub the sleep out from your eyes as you smother a yawn with your arms. But still, a part of you had wished for some form of excitement. 

So, you had craftily come up with a new idea. One that would either get you in trouble or with a new office pen pal. You hoped it was the second option.

It was a random day following your little epiphany, all of your tasks had been finished for the current time, and you were awaiting something else to be assigned to you. You had pretended to type away at another document, which really was just you typing and hitting backspace several times to look as though you’re working. 

You look around, good, no one was walking around and so you take a sheet of paper, quickly scribbling down a small note. You see the small space between the cubicles, that would only a thin sheet of paper would fit through, and you slid your little note through it. It shouldn’t have been as nerve-wracking as it was, but here you were. While you weren’t neglecting the work you did get after, you still waited with bated breath for a response. 

And then you got one.

Yours had a simple question, “How are you?” 

“Tired.”

You can’t help but snort, quickly covering your mouth as you realize the office only really has the sounds of people typing away or scribbling at papers. As you get a look or two so you quickly hide yourself further into your little cubicle as you start to type some more, thinking of your next response.

And that’s how it starts.

It’s a near daily thing, sending a small note back and forth in between bouts of paperwork or other desk work that came your way. Sometimes if it was busy, the replies were short and concise, but when things were slow around the office, you managed to get a few sentences about their day.

Although you couldn’t help but feel rather silly upon realizing the fact that you had never gotten this strangers name, So you wanted to fix that, introducing yourself first, his response followed shortly, 

‘Nanami Kento.’

You grin, ‘Well nice to meet you Nanamin!’ You scribble back.

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It really had been some time since the first response, and now you could say that you and your office pen pal had a steady flow going. Unfortunately however, the notes had begun to slow down, it seemed that another contract was being attempted, some merger of some sort.  And it hadn’t even been long before you had wanted to just lay your head down on your keyboard and sleep for a while. 

Some of your coworkers had already left for the night, asking if you really couldn’t go with them to the local bar, and you only shook your head, relaxation could come after you were done. Although you couldn’t help but admit that you wanted to take them up on their offer. Especially your poor back after sitting in the same position for so long.

From the corner of your eye, do you see someone approaching, and your eyes brighten slightly as you sit up, and stretch,

“Kento, you’re here too?” Your pen pal, well now official office friend nods back in greeting. Although not the most talkative in the office, he held great conversation, and was good looking- ah, no you couldn’t start that again. He places a cup of coffee in your hands and you take a sip, already knowing that he’s made it the way you like. And you hum, satisfied that you were right in that assumption. 

“Yes, it seems the Supervisor wanted my input here too,” He answers, placing his own cup down, moving to roll his shoulder as a hand reaches up to his other arm, a small wince on his part, ah that meant he was staying late too. You frown.

“Aren’t you tired?” You ask with a tilt of your head, “You just closed another deal recently too.”

“I’ll be alright,” He deflects and you purse your lips, well, he never really answered if you pressed, but there was always a first time for everything.

“Nanamiiiiii,” You bemoan, “You can’t honestly tell me that you’re not exhausted from all the late nights?”

At this, his lips curl up slightly, humored, “And what about you? You’re taking your fair share of late nights as well, aren’t you?”

You wince, only looking at your computer so that he didn’t see your flustered expression, “Maybe...”

He huffs out a quiet laugh, his footsteps returning to his own cubicle across from yours. “This will pass soon.” 

“Well, if you say so,” You hum, once more sipping at your coffee. As another piece of paper catches your attention, oh, a note you didn’t seem to notice from earlier. 

You know that is was only you and Kento sending these little notes back and forth to each other, or at least you hoped so. You would’ve never lived it down otherwise. 

But something feels different about this one, and to your curiosity, you open the note and begin to read. 

It’s not a long note exactly, but it’s definitely not like the ones you both had been sending each other. Your eyes carefully trail over the words written, even with the occasional phrase scribbled out, a fond expression beginning to grow on your face the more you read. Although you do feel the warmth beginning to spread on your face too.

And then you get to the end.

“...my hope was that you might share my longing.” 

You have to hide your face in your hands, while sure it was only really you, Kento, and maybe two others in the office, you didn’t want anyone to see the way you reacted to the letter. It may have looked like you were laughing from the way your shoulders were shaking, but really, you were just flustered. Eyes wide and mouth open in slight shock. The way his words were purely sincere in their adoration. 

You wanted to thank every deity you could think of that a man like Kento existed. But you realize, that yes you were still at work, so you fold the note, hiding it in your bag, but you could only guess that someone thought something was up, as there was no way a spreadsheet of financial plans was that joy inducing. 

But you pay them no mind. 

Time seems to pass quicker after that.

And by the time you leave, it was really only you and Kento left, the work for today was done, and he kindly offered to walk with you to the station, even though you were fairly certain he lived close enough to the office that he hadn’t needed a train. But you appreciated the sentiment regardless. 

You fiddle with the buckle on your bag as you wait together, before looking at him, fortune favors the bold, you hope.

“So, I was thinking,” You start, shifting on the soles of your feet, “That when this is all said and done, maybe we can check out this new restaurant I’ve been hearing about at the office?”

Nanami looks surprised, and you almost want to say it’s something you read in the note of his, but you see the way he pats his pocket and a small look of realization appears on his face, before he closes his eyes, opening them again as they meet yours.

“You read it then?”

You nod your head. You didn’t know if it was some odd coincidence that your train was taking so long or if this was some convenient thing something or someone threw your way-

“I did.” You loop your arm in his, and you nearly miss the way his surprised expression turns fond.

“Like I said, we should go. It’ll be nice to be out on the town for a date too.”

You worry that you overstepped for a moment, seeing as how he’s a bit quiet, as though contemplating, “It’s a date.” 

And you can’t help but still feel a little warm at just how easily he says it. Barely dating and already this man would be the death of you, however, you can’t bring yourself to pull your arm away just yet, and instead remain that way for a moment longer, as the quiet bustling of the night life of the city slowly but surely beginning now that it was dark out, surrounding you both in a comfortable bit of noise. Neither of you needed to say anything, this was more than okay. 

[prorevenge]

Wanna take over my wife's job after her maternity leave? get yourself pushed out of the company instead.

LTL, FTP. I have almost no direct involvement in this tale. I'm writing it on behalf of my wife.

Sorry for the wall of text... TL;DR at the bottom. This story happened (ended) two weeks ago.

Background:

We live in a country that needs a lot of improvement on laws, their application and enforcement.... we are a lot better than a few years back, but still sometimes people can get away with forging some types of documents, like medical records, education degrees etc. Also, english is not our main language, so job titles, degrees and other details are translated to their best equivalence.

According to our country's labor laws:

All female employees are entitled to 3 months paid maternity leave.

Employers, at their own expense, are expected to cover for the employees on maternity leave, usually with temp workers.

Severance payments are mandatory when firing employees (without justified cause... crime, fraud, etc) with more than 3 months on their jobs, so that's the time limit to be considered a temp employee.

Severance payment calculation is rather complicated, but for firing people employed 4 years or less, it usually boils down to about 4 months of salary.

To fire Pregnant women, employers have to pay them 6 months of salary on top of the severance payment they're entitled to.

If an employee quits voluntarily, they effectively forfeit all benefits previously mentioned.

My wife has been working for a non-profit for 10 years now. I don't want to give out much detail, but the company deals with, among other things, basic women's healthcare (first care ob-gyn, birth control, pregnancy tests, etc). The company has 3 locations within 10 or less miles from each other.

I own a small tech support firm and we've been offering services to this company for about the same time (hence my small involvement). We actually met through this professional relation. This is her second kid, my fourth... and first baby girl!

The main characters:

DW: My dear Wife - The main role.

TB: Temp Bitch, DW's nemesis/bane

DO: Director of Operations... Wife's boss lady.

AD: Administrative Director, Boss' Boss (also a lady FWIW)

On to the story.

DW is a very easygoing, introvert person. She can be shy when you first met her, and on first impression, she gives out a vibe of being a pushover. In reality, she takes no shit, from anyone, including (or specially?) me.

She was hired as the company's receptionist originally, but thanks to her hard work, ethics, and professionalism (which I've witnessed myself even before dating her), she's being promoted constantly.

Her apparent pushover personality has been a recurring theme on her job, since for years she worked as an office manager (in charge of overseeing the company's vehicles, managing the drivers, janitors, dealing with some external contractors, etc) out of the receptionist desk (this is a small to medium company).

Sometimes when a new manager was hired, they tried to make her run phone errands (set appointments, pay bills, etc) and other petty stuff (like serving coffee, etc) you usually have a low level secretary do, thinking she was only a receptionist.

She promptly called for a staff meeting every time, having DO set these assholes straight.

She foresaw the company's need of having a human resources manager, so she talked me into help her (financially and with domestic duties) get a masters degree in human resources 3 years ago (she's a business major). I contributed to the cost and did my best to take care of the kids and the house when she was in class. She graduated with very good grades, and the investment paid off. The position was created last year, following advice by external assessors, who promptly recommended the company to give my wife the job, with a significant pay raise involved. YAY!!!

A few months later we got pregnant again, so DW and DO hired this temp girl (Temp Bitch or TB) to cover for DW during her maternity leave.

DW was very weary on her last days of pregnancy when she trained the TB, and she may have commented how relieved she would be without work stress for a few months while enjoying our baby girl... TB probably got DW's pushover vibe as well.

TB turned out to be an opportunistic, backstabbing bitch that thought that she could take over DW's position... she also turned out to be somewhat stupid.

As a weird coincidence, my employees knew her! A few months prior, she was employed as an consumer electronic salesgirl on other company that uses our services, and they knew she was not in fact a human resources / business major as she claimed to be. She was a marketing major fresh out of university. At the time, my wife let it slide (didn't alert the company) as she was after all a temp employee, and expose her will mean DW would have to either scramble to vet and train another candidate in less than a week, or reschedule her c-section for a week later.

While DW was on leave, some of her coworkers started alerting DW in private, that the TB started to get more and more comfortable into DW's position. Among other things:

Overriding some of the directives and procedures DW had put in place, trying to implement her (often inadequate/wrong) own.

Giving employees advice and directions that directly contradict DW's instructions.

Giving hell to some of the suppliers the company and DW have been satisfactorily dealing with for years.

TB had the audacity to change the email footer on DW's computer, as well as wording on the emails themselves, to appear as she was the official HR manager, not DW. She did this on specific emails to certain employees and suppliers, changing it back when she emailed or copied the bosses... I know, this sounds very stupid as she's leaving written evidence easily proveable. Some of these emails were forwarded in private to DW by her coworkers.

This bitch is a class A sweet talker, so she convinced the bosses to let her stick around for another month after DW returned to work, to organize and help finish up some procedural handbooks my wife started writing (but were actually DO's responsibility). Her contract was renewed for another month so she could perform this very specific task. As this boundary was not defined in writing, she started to overstep it in every way she could:

1- Sign herself up on a training course on the company's dime.

2- Setting up onsite training courses for the staff (already quoted by my wife with other external providers), to take credit for the coordination effort... however she left loose ends. My wife decided to pick up the slack as letting it slide would have affect both the employees and the training company.

3- Telling my wife in several instances (in front of other employees) that she needed to stay after hours to finish up certain tasks pertaining to her position (as a way to mark territory/establish dominance?)

4- questioning my wife's decision (again, in front of other employees) about scheduling tasks and meetings, and her ability to keep up with them.

5- published a "before and after" manifest, detaling all the "improvementes" she made to the HR managing position, contrasting her tenure against my wife's.

6- treating representatives of various supplier companies unjustifiably like dirt, in a twisted/sick way to assert dominance, maybe? A particularly nasty phone call was overheard by AD.

7- Several other similar instances of these 5 examples.

Here's where DW got fed-up, and she started her Pro revenge. from each of the above instances these actions were taken (please match the numbers):

1- DW Contacted the training company to let them know that an error was made with the trainee's name, which should be the company's HR manager. So DW set the training course for herself (as it should have been from the beginning) and deferred it for a latter date. She let her bosses know but not TB, who showed up for the nighttime course only to find out she was not allowed to take it.

2- As DW had way more time interacting with the onsite training Contractor's company, on the training day the training supervisor came in looking for DW to help them set-up everything, afterwards commending her for all her effort taken to make the training day a success. TB left the room in a huff.

3 and 4- DW replying to TB right then and there, on each occasion, that she was in no way taking her precious family time to work after hours, and that she had enough ability to get the work done before 5pm that day... and then do exactly that, some times even with time to spare.

5 and 6- DW had a private meeting with DO to talk mainly about the "before and after" manifesto, as well as everything else. My wife's point of view was that the company should not have allowed all this to happen, unless of course they intended to fire DW and keep TB as HR manager. DO apologied profusely to DW, assured to DW that this was not the case at all, and told her that the AD, after overhearing TB's nasty phone call, decided she didn't wanted TB to be part of the company in any way, shape or form and comissioned DO to take care of it.

DO called TB to a private meeting on a friday, during which she informed her that her services were no longer needed. DO relied she was aware TB was past the 3-month mark, so she was entitled to some severance compensation. TB asked to be able to respond to this the next monday.

On monday, TB presented DO with a Positive Pregnancy Test (yes, you read that right) and told DO they now had to "negotiate", citing the 6-month salary compensation law for dismissing pregnant employees. TB expressed that she saw "no need for her to be fired", and she very much preferred to remain on the company as an employee. DO told TB that she needed to get back on her about this and scheduled a meeting for a few days later.

DO met with AD, who reiterated she felt TB should not be part of the company, so DO turned to DW to start the dismissal and compensation procedures.

Here's where my DW's revenge gets really Pro:

With the help of my coworkers, DW got more detail about TB previous employment and marketing major background, which allowed her to get publicly available info (from a job search/application website) about TB, which constituted irrefutable proof she falsified her credentials to get hired by the company in the first place. DW didn't even bothered to tell me about this at the time, as at the moment I was in the middle of a very stressful work trip.

Made a dossier of printed out emails on which TB was making herself known as the HR manager to lower level employees, suppliers and contractors.

DW met with DO, and presented her with all this evidence. DW said that it took a great effort to pry DO's jaw off the floor. DW stressed that it was in the company's best interest, that TB should be required to retake the pregnancy test within the company's healthcare facility.

As I'm sure you already guessed, tests came back negative, with no evidence of a recent miscarriage.

DO purposedly scheduled TB's meeting on the same day DW had to meet with company's employees on one of the other locations, so she didn't witnessed it, but she were told that TB somehow managed it to keep it together until she was showed the door. As it is part of her duties, DW knows for a fact that a resignation letter, signed by TB, is on file with the company, and that no monetary compensation whatsoever was paid to TB.

If you made it this far, again, sorry for the wall of text. Thank you for going thru it.

TL;DR: Temp worker try to run over my wife during/after her maternity leave, my wife uses the temp stupidity to royally fuck her instead.

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