Showing posts with label newspapers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label newspapers. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

I'm so angry right now. I can't even blog. I have no funny stories, no funny comments. I'm just pissed. and boy oh boy is my body sore from getting fucked in the ass by my job. I know that I should be thankful I have a job. And I am. I'm thankful I have a job but at the same time I wish this place would burn to the ground. After everyone is safely home for the day, well maybe everyone but a few choice management players. She can go down with the ship. Although I'm pretty sure she's unlikable. the worst always are. So needless to say this was not a good day. I'm always looking for a new job, but now I really want a new job. At least up until today the goods still out weighted the bad, but not by much. Not anymore. I don't care if my next job never does any fun stuff. I don't care i i can't wear a pacman suit to work and decorate for Christmas. I don't care. I can't see myself staying here much longer. Ever vision i have of me here much longer involves makeshift alarm clock bombs, pepper spray and the words "You'll never take me a live". I guess Johnny paycheck had it right, "Take this job and shove, I ain't working here no more!"

Look I know I'm lucky to have a job in this economy. Trust me that I understand. the fact that the circus monkeys who own this company haven't run it into the ground or squandered all the profits on bananas and tiny cymbals is beyond me. I swear to (fill in religious icon here). I really think it isn't the dawn of cyber news and the Internet that's killing the newspaper industry, it's Media News Group (our parent company) and all the other companies who see this as a money making business. Ok. yeah that's the point of business. I get it. But maybe the CEO's don't have to be super RICH! maybe they don't need to own everything in sight. Hello MONOPOLY! Maybe if they thought about something other then the dollars in their SWISS bank accounts their company would be just fine. Our parent company owns a plethora of newspapers on the east coast, and sporadic other states and are laying people off left and right and bringing all the work here. All the work from other STATES here. Look I work for the York Newspaper Company but every year my taxes are filed through some other company they own. My taxes said i worked for Texas New Mexico Publishing last year....humm no I did not. does this sound legal??

So needless to say I'm hoping for a different job in the future. If i can last another year here I'll be surprised.


Sorry I just really needed to vent. And venting sounded better/safer then flipping out on my boss today. I did tell my boss that I think what she's asking of me is ridicules and not going t o happen. Her responses was if i can't do it in the hours I'm working now I'll have to change my hours on Monday so I'm here later. WHAT! Oh so instead of working till 8:30 p.m. you'll let me start later so i can stay till 9:30 p.m. without paying me overtime. GEE THANKS! So because You trained monkey's thought up this brilliant idea, when you have absolutely NO IDEA what it entails, I get to work later? LUCKY FUCKING ME!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Attention Dear and Wonderfully Stupid Customers

Disclaimer: If I did’t know better I would think the full moon was upon us again. The customers here at the paper have been extra odd and the amount of stupid things we hear is astronomical. So I’v decided to issue this memo to post on our doors.

Attention YNC customers


We ask that if at any point you feel you might say something stupid you refrain. Now since many of you think YOU are not the people we are referring to (trust us you are) we have devised a list of ways for you to find out if you are the offending customer.

1.At any point on your way in here today someone has to ask you to please move your motorized wheel chair out of the street.


2.If you came into place an application and after looking at the RECEPTIONIST and CLASSIFIED signs you choose to approach the CELEBRATIONS desk. While you might see your chance at procuring a job as a celebration. We don’t.


3.When asked what kind of ad you are placing you respond “the kind in the paper”. We need to know if it’s a memoriam, celebrations, an obit, a display ad, or a classified ad.


4.If you have information about a story, want to pay for your paper, buy a paper, complain about your service, yell at someone for no reason, buy the school house book, have your photo taken or pick up a photo used in a story, fill out an application, drop off a letter to the editor, or inquire about when something ran in the paper GO TO THE RECEPTIONIST DESK. I repeat GO TO THE RECEPTIONIST DESK.


5.If placing an ad where you want to sell something, buy something, offer a service, have a yard sale ads, sell a pet OR anything else that you would place in the classified section of the paper GO TO THE CLASSIFIED ADVERTISING COUNTER.


6.If you plan on running an ad in TODAY’S paper do not even bother coming in. We publish our morning paper the night before and the evening paper goes to print around 8:30 in the morning. You are too late better luck next time.


7.If we have just finishing explaining when your ad will run do not ask us if that means the morning paper too. If we said morning then yes it means the morning paper. Please pay attention we are not talking to hear ourselves talk.


8.If you have a habit of stealing pens, we don’t want you here.


9.If it’s October and you’re still having a yard sale, just give the shit away to Good will already. If you’re having a yard sale anytime just turn around and leave. We hate you.


10.If you place your child on the counter next to, near, or on top of the sign that reads DO NOT PLACE CHILDREN ON THE COUNTER, this memo is directed at you.


11.If you have no clue what the ad is going to say, please turn around go home. Think about what you are selling and what you want to say. The longer you stand at the counter with no clue only confirms your stupidity in our eyes.