Climbing the “not my job” walls

Whether it’s at work with a co-worker or at a retail store with a member of their staff, we’ve all met the people who send signals, subtle or otherwise, that say, “That’s not my job!”

When I’m the customer and I encounter this, it makes me feel pretty negative about that particular business. I generally keep my mouth shut but avoid the place in the future.

When I’m at work and I encounter this, it makes me wish I spent more time playing first person shooter video games, especially the sort with extreme amounts of unnecessary gore. I wonder if there is a way to digitize an image of fuckface into one of those games?

This is how it typically goes down. A co-worker asks me for something, say it’s a fish. I stop what I’m doing and offer to teach them the method for getting that fish. “No, no, no!” they exclaim. “I don’t have time for that. Just give me the damn fish!” Fine, here you go, asshole.

It just so happens that this is something they need to know, because it’s going to come up again sooner or later, and next time I’m out of the office and they are fucked because no one has any clue what to do, who do you think they are going to call and hassle because it’s an “emergency?”

That’s not the end of it, though. These same people are usually the ones who go far out of their way to make sure you know how to do every single damn aspect of their job, and they give no quarter about accepting their work from you, instead responding, “you do it.” The same folks who couldn’t be bothered to learn anything from you are suddenly frickin’ gurus and you are their student so you can know how to do their work. Perhaps most amazing of all is that they actually expect you to go for a fucked up scenario like that. Truly sub-moronic.

Incidentally these are also often the same folks who blather on about the fact that you should be a “team player” and all that jizz. It’s so important to them about what you are and that you can be properly labeled – by them – in a manner that is satisfactory – to them – while they are in the middle of attempting to control every aspect of your interactions with them and/or your work-related duties.

So basically the person who this post is about won’t let me teach anything important about my job while at the same time he insists on teaching me about his – all while forcing “team player” bullshit down my throat. Congratulations! You’ve figured out how to tap an almost endless reserve of raw unadulterated anger in the middle of my gut.

Fuck that. If you treat me that way then that’s just one more tally in the “hate” column for you. I know it might be surprising to some, but I just tend to not dig one-way relationships that much.

7 responses

  1. Have you checked out: ? You spend so much of your life at your job, you deserve to be in one that will make you happy, surrounded by people that will treat you with respect. Life is too short to spend the majority of it around people that don’t make you happy…

    My 2 cents, I hope you don’t mind…



    1. Mind? Naw, it makes my day. 🙂

      I realize this is turning into a “I hate my job” blog and I’m trying (believe it or not) to fight that. Unfortunately that is where most of the bad shit in my life happens. is a great idea and I have been there. Unfortunately I live in such a small town that nothing shows up except the fake-o “spam” jobs like “assistant manager in an upbeat music company.” LOLZ!

      Our town is very economically depressed. There are many closed retail locations and office space that just sit empty. Some spots have been empty for years. In some respects I’m lucky (choke) that I even have this job.


      1. Sorry, I didn’t notice you responded until now. So here’s an idea…why not work at home? There is actually online work available – there’s a website called elance ( – give it a looksie when you get a chance.. I have a few friends that use it and it is legitimate.. they are writers and they do it to supplement their income.

        So there are a whole bunch of different jobs here, they are all done from your own home, you work as much, or as little as you like & you apply for the jobs that sound interesting to you – sort of opens your options…something to consider anyway… 🙂


  2. I understand. It’s frustrating. If it’s an email request, I send the link to the source data and say “here you are.”


    1. Sometimes words fail me. I was trying to paint a picture of a prick who has two sets of standards: One for himself and one for me. I think I did a bad job of that and simply sounded angry and whiny. You know, the usual. 🙂

      I use your tactic, too. And I always make an initial attempt to do the right thing. That way I get to rut around in delight in the delicious feelings of anger that invariably result. Apparently I just can’t get enough! Why else would I keep asking for it?

      Speaking of anger…

      As I sit in my office, it is now 8:23 AM. 17 minutes into my work day (six minutes ago) I had my first anger surf. That’s what happens when one of my co-workers does one of their standard bullshit things that instantly “pops” me and I can literally feel the anger traveling through my body like a wave.

      Surfs up, dudes and dudettes. With a start like that you know it’s going to be yet another glorious day in the shit mines.


  3. Is “its not my job” like voting present?


    1. FYI – This is not a political debate post.


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