OK, so at the start this is just trying it on:
A Canberra public servant told her boss she needed longer breaks than her colleagues, saying she had to find a café that served organic coffee with soy milk.
The correct response to which is “Yes, tee hee dear. Now get back to work”.
After all, this is a game of repeated iterations: she’s not having to search out a new cafe every day, is she? But what comes next?
When the Australian Taxation Office bureaucrat was warned about her absences from her desk and told she had to adhere to time management requirements, she took her case to the Commonwealth government’s workplace authority.
After the appeal was dismissed, the Executive Level 1 public servant went on stress leave and claimed workers compensation, arguing that her ATO supervisor’s approach left her with “adjustment disorder”.
That’s taking the piss that is. Perhaps Australia doesn’t have the sensible policy of charging people for access to the employment tribunal system?
Fortunately the appeals system told her to fuck off.
How the other half live….
Ah Australia, that tough, hardy, frontier nation!
Why stop at soy milk?
“I can only drink a special health smoothie they make in Melbourne. Back in six hours.”
Well worth a try-on, for someone who is obviously female, sounds like an ethnic minority and could be LGBT as well as obviously mentally ill.
Several grounds for a discrimination action.
and could be LGBT as well
It’s often hard to tell in Oz.
She has an adjustment disorder to reality.
Wasn’t Oz the place where a woman was given workers’ compensation because she hurt herself banging on the bed’s headboard while having sex with some guy she picked up at a staff conference?
Maybe it was the same bint?
I mean, it is a fairly small country. How many can there be?
More than you could possibly imagine…!
The article says she’s ‘overcome’ her disorder and is re-ensconced in the Oz civil service. But I guess we all knew that would happen.
> could be LGBT as well
What, all of them?
Long time back, we were unloading general cargo off a British ship in Sydney, and the stevedores eventually reached a large stack of heavy, well-constructed wooden crates with no markings at all, apart from the weight of the crate and cargo inside.
They tried all ways to find out what was in the crates, but we, the Deck and Engineer Officers, kept shtum. So, frustrated, they lifted a crate with the deck winches, but accelerated the drop, and shattered one corner of the wooden crate, exposing…..new toilet bowls.
Immediately, the Union clowns went to the stevedore foreman, claiming; wait for it: Embarrasment Money.
The stevedore foreman tried to stem the surge by stating “There’s nothing on the crate to say what is inside.”
The wharfies union stewards, communists to a man, replied, ”Yes, but we know now because we’ve seen them.”
With a threat to strike the whole ship, the scum got their ‘embarrassment money’, and the job went slowly forwards once again.
Come on, guys. It wasn’t that many years ago we used to disappear from our desks at twelve ‘to have lunch with a client’, and return on hands and knees at four.
Bernie G. – “Come on, guys. It wasn’t that many years ago we used to disappear from our desks at twelve ‘to have lunch with a client’, and return on hands and knees at four.”
There is a LBGT joke dying to be made about that comment. But I shall manfully resist.
@ Bernie G
*You* may have done – I didn’t.
There was just *one* guy, out of scores, in the bit of my office which was deemed to be part of that culture where I worked for 19 of my 22 years with the firm, who frequently got drunk – he never got promoted and left after half-a-dozen years. Our best “Breweries” analyst was a teetotal lady (who, much to our regret, left the department to become an Actuary).
I was later told that I had been blocked from further promotion because the CEO thought I was drunk because I was sick due to food poisoning after a lunch with a stockbroker (one of the two that served beer instead of wine with lunch): that was impossible since I don’t drink beer.
Don’t believe all that you read in the press
john77
I don’t believe all that you say either.
Wasn’t Oz the place where a woman was given workers’ compensation because she hurt herself banging on the bed’s headboard while having sex with some guy she picked up at a staff conference?
Yes.
@ Peter S
That’s your loiss