I’ve been of the opinion that people should give me large sums of money simply for sitting in a leather chair and answering questions. (And if the chair had one of those built in back massage units, all the better–but I could function without it. I’m not picky.)
I received an update from our Over-managed friend. She writes: Evil HR lady, my micromanaging boss has flipped his lid, apparently. We are incredibly short-handed right now and in desperate need of at least 5 new employees for various positions, from an engineer to a project manager to
When you are bored, you probably do something interesting like playing sports or perhaps watch television. Evil HR Lady surfs the web for new employment law information. (I’m this fun at parties too!) I found this presentation on retaliation. This isn’t some adventure movie information. It’s all about
Yesterday was Evil Marketing Man’s birthday. To celebrate, we flew a little plane to an island that will remain anonymous so that I can remain anonymous. The coolest thing there was this Jelly Fish I’ve never actually seen a jelly fish in the wild before. And you thought
Dear Evil HR Lady, I hate my job. My co-workers are idiots. My boss is demanding. The work is dull and I’m underpaid. What can I do? Sincerely, Stuck Dear Stuck, Get a new job. Or increase your social life so that work doesn’t take as much out
I totally did not mean to. But offspring and I were at Wendys and there was a man speaking very loudly. You know the type of person I am talking about–he was speaking loudly and in an authoritative voice so that all in the restaurant would know how
Dear Evil HR Lady, Do you have any thoughts on when someone should complain to management about customer service? Usually I just finish whatever transaction I’m transacting and leave because a. it is generally unimportant and b. the employee in question is generally at a non-skilled low wage
Another confession from Evil HR Lady: I talk too much. Especially when I get nervous. This results in people knowing way too much about me. This is a bad thing, according to Dennis M. Barden, a professional head hunter. He writes in the Chronicle of Higher Education about
If I ever decide to quit HR, I’ve found the perfect new job for me: Writing bad term papers. Seriously. The New York Times ran this article: At $9.95 a Page, You Expected Poetry? It cracked me up. Apparently, even the essays you buy off the internet are
Dear Evil HR Lady: I find myself in a strange situation. I like my job – but it pays peanuts, has a really long commute, and doesn’t use my rather expensive college education. I can do it because my husband makes enough for us to get by, though.
