Mudeer elta2zeeeem!

It has been almost six months and I have been in a constant state of battling with my manager.  Suddenly, he became threatened by something, not only by me, but by our whole department, oo beda ekhanbig bil shighel oo bil ta3amul.  He became the manager from hell, he seriously needed super nanny to teach him how to act with other people.

The thing is, I like to think that I am a pretty nice person, I get along with almost anyone (ma gelt EVERYONE cuz I know its impossible).  Yes I do have an attitude problem sometimes and I can be rude, but at least I am admitting it.  At work though I am very very nice and polite, unless a7ad edoosni 3ala 6araf.

It all started when he took away the team that was supposed to help me do my job.  I work in Quality Assurance, in an organization of almost 700 people.  For the majority of the year I worked ALONE.  I am not questioning my ability to work or to comprehend my job or anything, but come on! How do you expect to create a quality environment when you only have one employee working on it.  I am not superman, batman or even wonder woman.  He gave me such menial jobs that I refused to do them, I wasn’t his secretary and I did not study and better my self to do a job that is not mine.

I used to complain to people about my job by they all told me that its fine, it work, everyone has some bad experiences.  So whatever I just ignored him and did what I wanted to do.  He was SO RUDE eb ta3amula weyay, he would talk to me in a way that made me seem like I am an idiot.  That got me really pissed off, but I still stayed quiet.  I started to hate going to work, and the icing on the cake was when the auditors came and he threw me into the ocean without teaching me how to swim.

I managed the auditors as well as I could, but when the audit report came I thought it was compelete and utter BULLSHIT, and I fought it, and tried to get it changed, but of course he didn’t believe me.  He set up a meeting with me, him and the auditor to discuss it, and in the meeting he would stand against me and make me seem like I am the one thats doing everything wrong, oo ana eli ma afham.  Seriously, does he really wanna get on my bad side *SNAP* *SNAP*.   I was FUUUUMMING.

Then he goes to tell some one else in our team that I do not know how to work.  Ana asfa bas hatha min his lack of management skills. He would give me a small task, and set up 73026183082736 meetings to discuss it til the point eli ana azoo3 el task.  We had quality auditors to audit us in May, and we discussed the report after they mailed it to us.  3 months later we are still discussing the report.

One day in irmuthan he sent me a meeting request for 1 1/2 hours to discuss the report that we have discussed to the point where I dreamt about it.  We talked about it so much, that if I took a test, I would probably ace it.  All the items that were stated were closed from my side, but anything pending was from his side.

So I walked into the meeting and I told him that I will not spend an hour and a half discussing this meeting, I won’t even spend five minutes, I don’t want to sit in this meeting.

He tells me he is my manager oo I have to follow his orders .  Oooooooh hni 3ad zadat 3a9abeeti.  Kaan ermuthan, 7aar mooot oo 9ayma.  Oo foog kil hatha metnasya eb umin yabat mudeeri.  Chan agoola No i don’t have to do anything.  We talked about the report so many times, there is NOTHING PENDING from my side.  Kil shay ana sawaita, UR jobs are pending, Ur the one delaying the work.

Chan agi6 el report eb wayha, oo getla yal zift oo 6ala3t min el maktab.  I know that wasn’t the best reaction, but I have had it all.  I lost all class that I have, I lowered my self to something lower than ever.  Bas agoolikum shay, 6ala3t eli eb galbi.

6ab3an from then til now sababli akthar min azma nafsiya, magdar at3amal ma3ah.  I ignore him completly, oo etha abi ay shay mina a6arish a7ad ekalma.  Re7t H.R oo getlihum eni I can’t deal with him, oo kent baqadim estiqalti, but I ended up staying cuz I actually like the rest of the team (especially u Hanadnad :p)

Fa since hal ayam nuwab el ta2zeem wayed bil news, qarat eni asami mudeerna “mudeer el ta2zeem” liana emda7erna oo emsabib a2zma eb 7ayat el qisim kila.  

Maaaaaaaa77777iiiiii oo Sallaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal oo 6a3oooooooon esheeeloooona ooo eridoona deeeeerta!!!!

Slay7uuuuu6 akher el ziman, hal ashkal e6afeshna kilina.

Laa, wel mushkila yet’thamar etha kaan qisim kila Kuwaityeen, egool e7na man3arif neshtighel.  

Zaaaaaqooooooooooooooom eb ba6naaaaaaaaaaaa.

سليمه تصكَه زييييين!!!!!!

السوْال يطرح نفسه

Shino aw mino elslaima?? oo bet9eka eb shino!?

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The one where .. We got robbed .. Kind of

A while ago Danderma wrote a post asking people if they have ever got robbed, and she reminded me of an incident that makes me laugh so hard (now, not at the time it happened).

It was the summer of 2001, the summer right before my senior year of high school.  My friends and I decided to go to summer school at the American University of Paris to “learn french”.  That whole summer was filled with the funniest stories and adventures ever.  We were 7 Kuwaiti girls surrounded by rich americans, many of them were JAPS (jewish american princesses) and the rest were a random mix of richie rich americans.  oo YES fy ba3ath’hum kanaw J3oo9, e7asboona 3ala el franc el wa7ed.

Anways, one of the days we decided to go to a movie, oo the only movie playing at that time that was English and not min alf oo setemya oo e76uba was “Original Sin” maal Antonio Banderas and Angelina Jolie.  I was the first one to reach the cinema, so I bought all the tickets for the girls 3ala ma yo9loon and pay me back.

Dashaina el movie oo temadadna oo endimajna akher endimaj.  El cienma was empty, except for a couple that couldn’t keep their hands off each other behind us, they barely stayed 20 minutes into the movie and left (YES i remember that because they were just too damn graphic, and seriously needed a room), and two old ladies infront of us.  I was too into the movie to notice the movement of the two old ladies infront of us.  But by the time the movie was done some of my friends backpacks were not even close to where they were sitting.  At that point we didnt think any thing of it and left the cienma, and it was raining cats and dogs outside.

So we ran from the cinema all the way to the metro station, trying to hide under strangers umbrellas as to not get as wet, didnt really work out.  Anyways some of the girls wanted to buy umbrellas so they stopped at one of the random stores that were in the metro station, I was already half way down the stairs when I heard “OOOOOH MY GOD, MY MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!” it was the voice of one of my friends, and I ran up the stairs wela ashoof the girls eb 7alat estinfaar, kel wa7da e6ali3 boook’ha etchayek if her money is there.  I think 4 of the girls got their money stolen out of their wallets, and the thing is those old ladies just took the cash, they left the cards in the wallets, bas ya3ni shino kanaw el cards, we all had “alazraq” back then, so it wouldn’t have been of any use to them.

But seriously, we got OWNED by two old ladies… I wasn’t robbed (el7imdilla), I used my bag as a foot rest.  But after that incident, zain ma we didn’t superglue our wallets in our pockets.  Funny, but also a slap in the face.