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So I'll be starting the Inventory Control Specialist position at work soon, within the next week or two. I can't wait; I'm starting to get sick of being the "senior" parts clerk... No one wants to listen to me, yet they all as me for help. Wonderful. I've basically gave up on trying to help everyone, if they want to screw around then fine. Fuck 'em.

It sucks feeling like you're the only one doing any actual work most of the time. While it may appear that all I do is stand at the computer and read Digg articles or the latest news on BBC, I'm actually rather busy. Constantly busy.

I've trained four people, soon to be six when my friend and another person gets hired. And somehow they feel they've the right to do whatever they want, which usually gets them yelled at... which is fine by me because they're the ones who claim I do nothing all day and are amazed when they spot me lifting something.

Feh.

"Hey Mike, can you help me with this tire?" Sure
"Hey Mike, can you check if this is the right part?" No problem
"Hey Mike, I can't find where this bearing is" Whats up? What section are you looking in
"Hey Mike I'm cutting a nine foot piece of chain but I want to make sure I'm doing it right" Alright man, let me take a look.

As soon as I turn around...

"Wow, Mikes actually doing something!"
"Is that all you do, stand around and look important"

I don't know if it's because they're a few years older than I am, or that they came from "Supervisory" capacity jobs before this one... but even if they don't listen to me, they should listen to Dawn, but they don't and they end up getting yelled at which just makes me laugh now.