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What a week.
Every peice of industrial machinery my company makes me use has broken down now. I'm physically shifting heavy loads when I used to have powered belts to move it for me. Broken in april, employer wont fix it and has resulted in my back having problems. Washing machine that cleans crockery (8000 plus customers a day - hard to hand wash) has died completely this week. A pipe appeared to burst after I cleaned the thing, it had been suffering many faults but this one was a health and safety issue. Cue my supervisor telling me to use it and put people at risk, argument ensues and I refuse.
I think I have good cause to refuse too, given that the last time something burst like that the machine caught fire.
Even then this stupid woman wanted me to use it and insisted I'd made the whole thing up.
So today, infact all week, I have had to push heavy trolleys of dirty crockery from one end of the building to the other (about 300 feet distance on foot). Customers from the restaurant keep jumping in my way, stopping me to ask if they could have a plate, spoon or fork. Are these people blind? Its covered in food. Perhaps they're on some new dietary regime to lose weight by ingesting masses of bowel stirring bacterium. Good luck to them.
So anyway.. today, after having scubbed a machine that I dont even usually operate, having been b*ll*cked by another depts supervisor for "getting in the way", having then been b*ll*cked by same stupid supervisor I mentioned earlier for "not getting in the way" and forcing my stuff through their machine, despite having ferried 30+ trolleys worth of crappola for them, I get called a skiver. Charmed.
Leads me to think some people need to be labotamised. Or they could smell the s*** I have to scrape into a bucket because the waste disposal has also been condemed.
Every peice of industrial machinery my company makes me use has broken down now. I'm physically shifting heavy loads when I used to have powered belts to move it for me. Broken in april, employer wont fix it and has resulted in my back having problems. Washing machine that cleans crockery (8000 plus customers a day - hard to hand wash) has died completely this week. A pipe appeared to burst after I cleaned the thing, it had been suffering many faults but this one was a health and safety issue. Cue my supervisor telling me to use it and put people at risk, argument ensues and I refuse.
I think I have good cause to refuse too, given that the last time something burst like that the machine caught fire.
Even then this stupid woman wanted me to use it and insisted I'd made the whole thing up. So today, infact all week, I have had to push heavy trolleys of dirty crockery from one end of the building to the other (about 300 feet distance on foot). Customers from the restaurant keep jumping in my way, stopping me to ask if they could have a plate, spoon or fork. Are these people blind? Its covered in food. Perhaps they're on some new dietary regime to lose weight by ingesting masses of bowel stirring bacterium. Good luck to them.
So anyway.. today, after having scubbed a machine that I dont even usually operate, having been b*ll*cked by another depts supervisor for "getting in the way", having then been b*ll*cked by same stupid supervisor I mentioned earlier for "not getting in the way" and forcing my stuff through their machine, despite having ferried 30+ trolleys worth of crappola for them, I get called a skiver. Charmed.
Leads me to think some people need to be labotamised. Or they could smell the s*** I have to scrape into a bucket because the waste disposal has also been condemed.
