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Backstabbing Permie Staff: Revenge or keep it professional
On a similar note. Pop down to B&Q and get a can of foam filler. Sneak round his car and empty the filler in his exhaust (you might need some sort of bung to stop it coming out the back).
**Obviously this would be classed as criminal damage and therefore illegal so I would not suggest for one minute that you took this (or any other) advice as an instruction.
Something else you must NOT do is to loosen the bolts on his chair.
Of course if you know his home address (or follow him home or put a tracker on his car - TK102 £35 on ebay) you can have tons of fun......
On a similar note. Pop down to B&Q and get a can of foam filler. Sneak round his car and empty the filler in his exhaust (you might need some sort of bung to stop it coming out the back).
**Obviously this would be classed as criminal damage and therefore illegal so I would not suggest for one minute that you took this (or any other) advice as an instruction.
Sticking kippers onto his exhaust would be much more satisfying.
Allegedly.
"I can put any old tat in my sig, put quotes around it and attribute to someone of whom I've heard, to make it sound true."
- Voltaire/Benjamin Franklin/Anne Frank...
or send him a mail on the last day IN CAPITALS SO HE KNOWS YOU ARE MAD!!!
No the key to this is that they know nothing about the annoyance they are causing you.
I used the soaked seat pad as an opener on a little bastard weasel at one of my previous gigs. By the time I'd finished with him he'd lost his entire laptop drive to a hdd crash (the day before his project went before the approvals board), lost his car windscreen wipers, and had to sit in the carpark like a gnome in the pouring rain, while someone else got him new ones.
My final "**** you" to him was posting him his car tyre valves in the internal mail via an overseas office...
Worst thing I have ever done cost a permie his promotion. Word got back to me that he was trying to scape goat me for something he had done. So I took him out and got him drunk at lunchtime knowing that the programme director was due a surprise trip into the office with the customer. I found out because his boss called me up to see if I really needed to be offsite that day and I put 2 and 2 together... As It turned out, I needed to meet a vendor at the data centre in the afternoon so I couldn't make the office. I offered the chap the opportunity of a free meal while we talked over some design issues, and because he was one of those anything for nothing types he ended up necking 5 pints of Stella and we never got to eat. I vanished in a cab to my next meeting which turned out to be an excuse to get drunk for the vendor in question and left the office twat to stagger into the office stinking of beer.
I had two more extensions on that project. The permie left soon after.
- Undermine my abilities to our manager, thereby making me look that I'm not good at my job.
Sounds like your manager isn't competent to manage anyone if he allows himself to be convinced by hearsay. If you have sufficient evidence, report the moron whose troubling you. Perhaps he's still in his probationary period?
I watched "The Help" last night, a film about Mississipi in the 50s/60s and the white middle classes attitude to their black staff.
But the ultimate revenge was when one of the maids who was fired came back to apologise with one of her highly prized chocolate tarts.
The complete biatch of previous employer tucked in only to be told whilst she was praising the tart and on her second slice that it had a special ingredient, namely some of the maid's sh1t.
So maybe a chocolate tart is in order.
Never has a man been heard to say on his death bed that he wishes he'd spent more time in the office.
The (Permie) or the Hippo in question:
- Eliminated my chances of going perm.
That's because she cares for you and knows that you're too good to be a permie and one day you'll look back and thank her somewhere in a dogging location in the West Midlands.
<Insert idea here> will never be adopted because the politicians are in the pockets of the banks!
- Eliminated my chances of going perm.
- Undermine my abilities to our manager, thereby making me look that I'm not good at my job.
- Undermine my abilities to other other stakeholders, face to face, on conference calls and via emails.
- Hidden key emails from me by not CC me in. So it took me longer to learn about these business processes.
- Push another permie off the project because that person hated working with him.
so you have been contracting there for a year and half. Also assuming that you actually managed to deliver something worthwhile for the client to keep you in the role, how did he managed to make you look not good at your job. I would assume you had a few contract renewals, so the client would definitely know what you are worth.
Also, why do you worry that your chances of going perm has gone. Did you started the contract with a view of going perm? Do you work through umbrella or a ltd? If ltd, then do you class your contract inside IR35? You are liable to lose a lot more than just a perm opportunity here my friend.
I watched "The Help" last night, a film about Mississipi in the 50s/60s and the white middle classes attitude to their black staff.
But the ultimate revenge was when one of the maids who was fired came back to apologise with one of her highly prized chocolate tarts.
The complete biatch of previous employer tucked in only to be told whilst she was praising the tart and on her second slice that it had a special ingredient, namely some of the maid's sh1t.
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