So essentially, the enemy of my enemy is not my friend, he's just another moronic, entitled turd in the bucket.
So i'm moving to Malaysia at the end of the month. Flying out this weekend - a week in Dubai for training then a week in Vietnam visiting customers before my contract even officially starts before finally ending up in Kuala Lumpur. Pretty excited. Kinda nervous. Thanks to those of you who encouraged the decision. I should still be about.
Complain about upper-middle class white suburbians and there shitty takes on poor people and food, and I get unsolicited advice on literally some of things I was shitting on the Susans of the worlds about. I don't know what I expected, but god dammit I don't want or fucking need crockpot cooking advice.
I saw your thread, but I didn't see the person you were responding to.
Crockpots: for when everything needs the consistency of gruel, and all the flavour of a mishmash of leftovers.
I will admit that my concern is that she is going to deny everything, and turn it into a "he said, she said" kind of a thing. In that situation, I would walk, even without a job to go into, the moment the references from HR allowed me to put down a deposit on renting elsewhere. I've already stomached more shit than I should have from management, but management is mostly a distant concern and I can ignore them due to the unsociable hours I work. There's no-one around to tell me at 3am I should be doing pointless patrols or putting up posters that no-one will ever look at. I would be handing over to this person on a daily basis, however. Sooner or later I'd end up clocking her one or simply refusing to do the handover at all. There would also be the issue that, yes on paper it's one person's word against another. But I'm a senior residence supervisor, with 3 years in the company, no record of making spurious allegations, no record of any form of vendetta with this staff member beyond the concerns sent about her lack of work ethic. In that case, management refusing to take my side would be akin to saying they think I'm making shit up for some reason. And if they really think I'm that delusional or vindictive...well, why am I being entrusted with 200+ students again?I've sort of reached a state of zen-like detatchment about the issue, on one level. Because of the way in which it happened, I wasn't able to vent about it for hours (I quietly fumed on a train, before concluding that no matter what, there was nothing I could do at this point and so I should concentrate on other things). Since getting back, I've not been able to talk about it either, because no other members of staff know about this incident. You would think that would make me feel like I'm bottling it up, but it's almost the reverse. I already decided, on the day, what my response would be if management didn't do the right thing. So really I've just been waiting, to see what will happen.
Will do. Must have missed this drama too, so will look for that as well
