| Apr. 4th, 2008 @ 05:48 pm I need some advice LJ! |
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Ok, I've worked at this place for going on 6 months now. The job is.. meh, it's a health hazard, it's relatively easy though. I inhale a lot of terrible fumes due to the fact our air exchanger isn't ever on. I'm told it doesn't work, which is why it's off. Ok, I can dig that, I mean, we work close to a busy road, it's not like I'm gonna be saved by that air exchanger.
All the terrible health aspects aside, this job still sucks hard for one reason. My co-worker.
Flat out he's an asshole. I won't be naming any names other than my own through this, to keep this legal and all.
Since near day one I've been putting up with being called several derogatory names, such as gay, fag, faggot, the french word for masturbate, fat, fat piece of shit, piece of shit, nigger, jew, and a plethora of other names. I've been accused, on several occasions of actually being a homosexual, with guys in general, and my room mate, without any reason, or proof, or.. anything. I've constantly had my intelligence called into question, and he's gone so far to call me retarded many, many times. It's not just verbal attacks either, it's also physical. I get things thrown at me, i get hit, slapped, pestered, threatened with large objects, no matter how many times I've said stop, it continues. I've also had to deal with his constant viewing of porn at work, and it's never pretty. He'll tell me to come over and look at something, and I'll see things no on really wants to see, I've been walking by, and he's turned the monitor to face me to see the same sort of material. Not only does this violate some dealy in our workplace policy, but it also allows him to come up with new material to piss me off with. He'll go on and on in great detail about how I would have sex with extremely obese people (no gender is spared), how I'd eat their feces, and lick their 'rusted hole'. There's far more details, and maany many more instances where I have been belittled in so many different ways. The problem is that I can take razzin', I can take it when it's done just in fun.. however that line was crossed many, many months ago. I've told him this, many times, I've tried ignoring him, many times, nothing ever changes. He hit my car this past january, with a company vehicle, causing damage to my driver side front quarter panel, driver side door, and driver side rear quarter panel. My car probably isn't worth much. It's a 1992 Ford Probe LX. If we had gone through insurance they probably would have written my car off. I initially expressed desire to go through insurance, however he (as my SUPERVISOR) told me that if I went through insurance I would be fired because it would jeopardize his driving the company vehicles, I was told he was told this by our boss. Turns out that's not true, our boss never said that, but I know him threatening me with wrongful dismissal as my supervisor is illegal in itself. Eventually we hashed out an agreement, he'd pay me 400 dollars towards a car his friend has... well, it's April, and that's not materialized at all, so I asked him today when he'd give me the 400 bucks. He said he can't afford it, so now I can.. suck it up, or go through insurance. So months later, I'm screwed again. Awesome.
So that's part of the issue, there's a little side to this too. I've been sick the last two days, unable to really breathe, or.. sleep, so I took two days to rest and such. Called my boss' work line, left him a voicemail because i'd had an impossible time sleeping. I repeated this for the second day. Upon my arrival to work today, the co-worker in question had asked me if I wanted to grow up and be an actor, I asked him what he meant by that. He claimed that my boss let everyone in the shop listen to my voicemail and that it sounded fake, and that I wasn't really sick (I still AM sick, I'm STILL in great pain when I cough, or sneeze, or.. BREATHE) and it was all bullshit. This really bothered me, as it was no one's business but my bosses, and mine. So I ask my boss about it. He has no idea what my co-worker was talking about. Awesome. So I ask my co-worker about it again, he says it never really happened, that my boss only came downstairs and said that I actually did sound terrible. Apparently my co-worker then asked if I should be nominated for an oscar. That I can deal with, that's ribbing.. everything else is not. So, I was working in the back room today and saw things etched/written into the wall.
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image100.jpg
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image103.jpg
Awesome, slander, and it's on the goddamn walls I have to work around!
I even get to put up with the fact that I never get half the work I have to get done, done, because he's being a moron, wasting company time, and company materials to just pass the time.
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image118.jpg
he made nunchucks, they took him an hour to make, and another hour of screwing with keys to get the rings to chain it together. We had work to do last week, that's what he did. He proceeded to threaten me with them after. My only solace was in the fact he nailed himself in the back of the head shortly after.
So basically that's the story there, I sorta wanna take legal action, as I can't work with him, it's hit the point where I don't want to come into work for 8 hours only to get ripped on constantly, I'm sorry, my shop is supposed to be a place of business, not a high school.
Second story, not as pressing.. but interesting, and with pictures!
This is the street upon which my shop resides, it may be familiar to Edmontonians, if anything the Trenton Cold Storage sign, previously Gainers, gives it right away.
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image116.jpg
This is a pile of jugs that previously held Sulphuric Acid.
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image109.jpg
This is a stack of MSDS I had to peel OFF the jugs so it's not INCREDIBLY obvious to the city what I'm about to do.
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image107.jpg
THIS IS HECKIN POISON!
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image108.jpg
This is the jugs, freshly rinsed out and dumped into our sump, which we later pump out around the back of the building. The co-worker in question can be partially seen in these two shots, he wouldn't get out of the way.
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http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image110.jpg
This is said jugs, all strapped together!
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image112.jpg
The dumpster is sitting silent, behind the shop.
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image113.jpg
IT IS HUNGRY! BLAAAAAAARH!
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image115.jpg
NOM NOM NOM POISONS TO BE PUT IN OUR FRIGGIN LAND FILLS!
http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v694/kankraka/?action=view¤t=Image114.jpg
My biggest issue with this, is they're never really rinsed out all that well unless -I- do it. Even then it's just getting dumped down into our sump, where it festers with everything else that gets dumped in there until someone pumps it out behind the shop. The design flaw with these jugs is that about a quarter inch of pure, 1800 weight acid, remains in the bottom of the jugs unless you shake it all out. None of us around here are gonna shake around 1800, that's stupid, it burns pretty good when it drops on you. So all that extra acid gets rinsed into the sump, pumped outside, and the city says "hey guys, you've got super fuckin' toxic soil!' I mean, yeah, it's diluted, but it's still not exactly great for the environment, or.. the city water quality, ect ect. But, that's part of my job, is to do this once every two months or so.
My advice required, what do I do.. I'm seriously considering legal action for the harassment, I just need to know how to go about it in the correct way. I want to go after possible lost salary because I can no longer stand working in the shop with such harassment going on. I need to do this correctly or I'll fall flat on my face... any recommendations?
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