Fear and Loathing in the Workplace
My new workplace seems to be rife with paranoia and back-stabbing. See - this is why I work nights - so I don't have to deal with that crap. Shortly after I started, a pronouncement came from on high: No more swearing in the department, for every shift. Excuse me?? Swearing is a part of the job. It's one of the requirements as far as I'm concerned. Sometimes a well place cuss word directed in just the right way at a machine will kick start it into behaving properly.
The workers started viewing me with a jaundiced eye. I was even asked point-blank if it was me who snuck around to the department head to complain of being offended. I was even asked point-blank(again!) if I were some sort of plant, sent to spy on them. Despite my protestations, things have not been the same since. I will just show up and do my best while I send resumes out for jobs a bit closer to home. Maybe things will improve. Maybe not. All I know is that if I have to spend a great portion of my life locked into a computer room, it must be a workable and halfway pleasant experience. Life is too short, and perhaps this toxic work environment will not improve. There is a long history of nastiness and apparent incompetence there.