Program Coordinator: Conefed, you have a program during meeting.
Me: It mostly runs itself. I'll setup early, make introductions and head over before meeting starts.
Program Supervisor: No, we'll just move meeting to after your program.
Me: *starts setting up early.
Supervisor: You should be downstairs during this time, come back up in an hour.
Hour passes, internet and phones go down visitors pissed. I'm IT, but this is beyond me. But i can't put in help ticket or even call out. Both coordinator and supervisor are out at Walmart run, note says.
Even though I don't have seniority, I'm literally the oldest one there with my supes out and like four people are looking up to me. I direct one to get out of order signs, another to get manual receipt books and overview them all on how to use them. I can't for the life of me find the number to the real IT cavalry. Only thing i found in our database is me asking for the number with zero replies. I text a guy that knows a guy.
Program Coordinator materializes: You are late to your own program and you've only set the chairs up.
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Program ends and I head to meeting. Room empty. I check online calendar. Still set to previous time. I check task boards, empty. .. room still empty after i cleanup program. Still work to do, so i start on next thing. About thirty minutes pass and i get phone call from supes, "Were you planning on coming to the meeting?" She said in a sarcastic but not playful tone.
Head back upstairs. "Did you forget?"
No, you said after program and you weren't here and i checked back twice and looked at channels.
"I used (obscure and unofficial chat channel). We discussed this. You must have forgot," she said. With 100% certainty i know she didn't.
I begin my part of the presentation for the meeting. She cuts me off. Three pizzas and crazy bread arrive via delivery. "We follow a schedule here. Now it's time for lunch. You're dismissed."
She and coordinator close the door behind me.
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I've been doing adult programs to relieve their department until they hire more. They want me to branch out and do kids also.
Keeping six kids functioning and in place was a near nightmare. But one shit was severely autistic. Aside here, they're still people a deserve respect. But also fuck them and the massive amount of more time and care they need. This one was an overweight needy impatient rude waste of everyone's time - The software that i had tested beforehand of course decides to skitter. I figured an easy enough workaround on the fly but those seconds add up when kids wait. Even the best of them were getting antsy, but we got part 1 done before the kettle went off. Part 2 required a little walk to the lab. All is well but the one is clomping loudly, complaining about physical activity intermittent with bragging about how good they are at climbing stairs. On last step, he kicks the back of his own leg and slowly (can't stress that enough) crumples himself down to lay on the floor screaming about how he broke his leg. His mother and my boss (i have five) come running over. I look at the rest of the kids clearly also done with his bs so f'it, i take them to the lab and we have a great time until the (resists problematic descriptor) rejoins where he realizes the thing he thought would happen was instead happening in the way i exactly described it earlier when he wouldn't shut the fuck up about masks. And throws a tantrum.
Other kids do a respectable job of powering through. His mother, i can't read. She seems embarrassed, empathetic, but also pissed at me. I'm sure I'm going to hear about this later.
... Days like today where i think i should jump ship to pure IT/cyber security and get tf away from office drama. Just let me do my work and stop giving me other people's work and if you do, don't be a petty snitch
