Dunno when Webster decided that "pissedoff" is one word...oh well...whatever you say SitDiary So, I'm doing my job....getting the boxes checked in that just came in. I put all the boxes that are directly intended for managers and departments apart from the general ones I open up...and log them on this sheet so we know that we got them and someone picked them up. About 5 minutes after I get done with that, a manager that I shall call Mr. Fat (he's pushing 300 pounds...in his gut) comes back on the cordless phone and begins to open these boxes for the tech services department. Mf. Fat manages the customer service desk and the registers, for your info. After fiding what he was looking for in a Fed Ex Express box, he takes it and another box and does not record any of the boxes he opened/took. My co-worker back here and I page on the intercom for Mr. Fat to call us back. We ask him which boxes I needed to sign as taken on the sheet, which he tells me. Immediatly after that, he blows up at me on the phone about how I should be rushing any boxes with "Tech" on them to the front because he got yelled at by some customer because a technician told her that he computer would be done today and that she threatened to sue us for the cost of her lost labor and bla bla bla. I acted like I was listening at that point. I used to work the counter at the tech shop. We got threatened to be sued about 3 times a week. That's why we have a disclamer sheet that we have every computer checked in have a signed copy taped to it. It states that we are not legaly responcible for that. We don't do work unless that is signed, so her threat was hollow and invalid. So, he blamed the warehouse for the whole fiasco, not the tech who misquoted her repair time frame or the other tech working this morning on the computer and did not bother to check if we had any boxes for him before calling the customer and telling her that we don't have the box yet... I calmly asked that if I brought the box up as soon as I recieved it, 5 minutes before Mr. Fat walked back here, if that would have solved the problem. Mr. Fat of course snapped back "Yes!" rudely. At this point I just got tired of it and told him that I will do whatever my manager (Not Mr. Fat) tells me to do. So, now I'm all tensed up and mad as hell because I did nothing different than I have done for half a year nearly and suddenly I have condemmed us all to an early death due to some old hag pissed that she didn't back up her crap like any smart person does when they have a multi-million dollar business on one computer. Also because the manager that runs customer service has no restraint to his co-workers and has to be a complete ass hole to make himself feel better because he can't see his manhood over that huge gut he has. *sigh* I'm gonna stay clocked in, eat my Cheezsteak and get paid for it. I deserve at least that. that's only an extra $4.50 or something I am getting paid...maybe they can take that out of Mr. Fat's wages or something. Worker's compensation for being assulted by fat... Again in this case, let us look at Proverb 2 on my last post. Why do stupid people breed? Why couldn't Darwin's theory be law? :P