Every place I've ever worked seems to have one... the person who has getting paid for doing very little while remaining in the good graces of management down to a science. I know it isn't totally age related, and perhaps it has more to do with employer fears about the legal implications of firing people and the difficulty of finding replacements, but it seems that some young employees have this strange belief that all they have to do is show up and be counted present to get paid. They don't have to be on time, they don't have to produce, they don't have to be team players... hell, they don't even have to put down their cellphones or shut down the computer games... just have to be witty, and clever enough to look semi-busy if the boss walks in, and talk convincingly of how busy and overloaded they are, while the folks around them are working their tails off from the beginning to the end of the day.
One person I know recently confided in me that she did most of her college homework at the office during business hours. Hmmm... and you get paid for that? I've seen that more than one place I've worked. I'm the first to agree that if your assigned work is ALL DONE and there is nothing you can help someone else with, then it's ok to fill your time productively rather than sit there folding paper airplanes. But how often is that really the case, and why is it that these folks have no qualms about sliding some of their duties over to an unsuspecting coworker, because they have so much more than they can handle... between talking, texting and Twitter that is?!
Also among the slacker bunch are the folks who regularly show up for work late, anywhere from 5-20 minutes late, and feel no need to offer explanation or apology. It seems to be the assumption that to show up at all is what counts. Then, once they do arrive, another 20 minutes or more is spent applying make-up, socializing, eating breakfast, etc. before actually settling in to complete some work tasks. WTH!
Ok, yeah, I'm a little miffed today. It's been a ball-buster week, phone calls have been non-stop, the paperwork is stacked three-feet high, and all the crazies have come out to play. So we buckle down and keep plowing thru it, right? Well... MOST of us do. One or two opt for kicking back and moaning about how tired they are, while one wonders exactly what they did that resulted in weariness. By five o'clock today I was pretty close to biting heads off... good that it was going home time! I put on my fake friendly smile and joined the mass elevator exodus. Inside I was seething, and I'm far too new an employee to begin making waves... yet! But oh boy and I waiting for my 90 day eval!! I'm willing to work hard and no task is beneath me, but I'm not willing to run myself ragged while someone else is permanently attached to their cellphone and online games. I cry fowl!
Before anyone feels the need to say it... yes I know that life is not fair, and I should be content in the satisfaction that I am putting forth my best effort, but please allow me a little righteous indignation here... I'll be over this temper tantrum shortly, and will back in good form to give it another go come morning. TGIF indeed!