You know, I don\’t think I\’ll apply for a staff position there:
As things stands, verbal insults and yelling in the work environment are becoming commonplace. Grown people, who are supposed to be professionals, think nothing of shouting and hurling abuse at colleagues they are annoyed or frustrated with, even going so far as to throw BlackBerrys or glasses of water at their heads.
I don’t suppose that the sort of people who work at the Observer are likely to hit their target when they hurl something.
Anyone recall earlier famed news of a fracas at The Guardian and Germaine Geer, who had invoked a literary image of a colleague sat nearby with “bird’s nest hair and f*-me shoes”?
For those insuffiently enlightened to recall who Germaine Greer is, thy this Wiki biog:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germaine_Greer
As for those evocative f*-me shoes, try:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h0Oe7emPY-g
No, particularly if they feel the need to explain the MILF acronym quite so fully on the pages of a national newspaper.
Why do Graun & Observer journalists have to give the impression they live their lives down a toilet?
Is it showing their working class roots?
I’ve news for them, the working classes don’t talk like that.
For more of Germaine Greer when working in the Guardian offices, read on:
“It was dubbed the catfight of the year. Having repeated false allegations that Germaine Greer had had a hysterectomy, feminist columnist Suzanne Moore (then working for The Guardian) found herself the target of a stream of vitriol. ‘So much lipstick must rot the brain,’ thundered Greer, describing Moore’s appearance as, ‘hair birds-nested all over the place, fuck-me shoes and three fat layers of cleavage.’ . . . ”
http://www.nigelberman.co.uk/feature1_27.htm
Germaine Greer on . . err . . Germaine Greer and the original provenance of that mistaken hysterectomy story:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2007/jul/16/art.comment
shouting and hurling abuse at colleagues they are annoyed or frustrated with, even going so far as to throw BlackBerrys or glasses of water at their heads.
Sounds like a normal day round here.
Sounds like a normal day round here.
Namby-pamby miners have Blackberrys. Hardy oil and gas folk don’t.
“Hardy oil and gas folk don’t.”
I can seriously recommend: Martin Lukes – Who moved my BlackBerry, by Lucy Kellaway [FT columnist] (Penguin Books, 2006)
http://www.penguin.co.uk/nf/Book/BookDisplay/0,,9780141020549,00.html