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Yeah you can almost see the real story screaming out in despair between the lines. Some soulless drone working for electrical company got called out to fix a power line, and on the way they saw a block party going on. They think: wouldn't it be awesome to join that party instead of having to work. But no they go to work and it takes forever and when they finally figure it out, it was just one loose cable. On the drive back they keep dreaming about that block party.

Yeah, plus you gotta think about the hospitals. I think they'd have backup generators, but still.

Queuing at the bar is fucking stupid.

It makes sense at times. Like at a stadium or if you got outside seating and there just one guy with a barrel outside.

But a proper pub. Never been that way what the fuck is going on.

The only time the "crush" at a bar has been acceptable to me is in small pubs. Anything bigger than a neighbourhood/village scale battle and it's oppressive.

Long live the queue.

I’m not British, but I’ve been a bartender (in a queueing place) and I’m almost certain they’re glad about the queues. I currently work at a bakery that tends to queue, but when it falls apart, people get unnecessarily pissy with me, as though I should remember who got to the twenty person clump first. I have to imagine it’s worse when everyone is drinking. The reaction to people jumping the queue certainly is.

Kicked in during COVID, and is (like COVID) hanging around unpleasantly.

It's a fairly good barometer of what kind of pub you've walked into. Pubs with a decent regular crowd will wait at the bar as in the beforetimes, with the bar staff working their way through the meta-queue - and the staff will encourage this behaviour. Pubs with a crowd of casuals or tourists seem to tend towards queueing which the barstaff do nothing to correct, and should generally be avoided for any serious drinking.

I have to admit it surprises me too, but somehow I find myself still queuing up alongside the bar.

It's nuts and yet makes perfect sense, but I can vouch that no one -no one- was doing it ten years ago.

I guess I’m going to complain about work to strangers now.

Yesterday a colleague in another area of the organization emailed me about something that is a matter of legal concern within our purview, but not directly within our scope that they had only accidentally learned about. Seeing the project, the names of the players, and knowing their dispositions and general quality of work, as well as the importance of what they were fucking with, I responded, looping in all the possible stakeholders, explaining the concern, and requesting input. The Director of the area that initiated the changes responded with a long email that basically said they weren’t going to consider any concerns other than their own - not even legal compliance that didn’t impact the nuts and bolts of the work they do - despite my offer to facilitate the compliance and policymaking that needs to happen.
Privately, I messaged my boss, and the colleague who brought the issue to me - a manager - to say that I think the response was not considerate of the broader organizational needs and that we needed to probably intervene more directly, given the severity of the situation that’s brewing.
My boss: Well, if they don’t want to do it that way, they don’t want to do it that way.

Motherfucker. I am the responsible party. If their stupid fucking project gets us sued, this shit falls on my lap. I’m telling you, they can say what they want, but the buck stops with me.

But no. Let’s just shrug and claim helplessness because it’s not in the vibe to tell someone they are stepping on my toes. Zero fucking responsibility. No wonder I’m constantly teetering on the brink of burnout.

If I do an amazing job and the company ships another 10k widgets, I don't see an extra dime.

it hit way too close to home