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resolved to the customer's satisfactionResolved Special Data Processing — Fraud and cheating!
resolved to the customer's satisfaction
SDP/ NME *might* not be ripping off their customers, but they sure as h**l are ripping off the people that work for them. I worked from SDP from early 2000 until late 2002, and was treated like an idiot the entire time. In that time, on one occasion they lost my paycheck (yes, you read that correctly) another time they issued my a paycheck for $13 for more than 40 hours worth of work, lots of other times they would screw up the paycheck and it would take them weeks to correct it, if they corrected it at all. They would find any reason to dock one's pay and there was nothing that could be done about that. On one occasion, I had over $200 deducted from my pay in one week for the most inane reasons (dress code violation, tone, etc.)
VICKY STIDL, the manager of the department that I was in much of my time there, is without a doubt one of the most absolutely worthless, useless wastes of human life that I have ever had the displeasure or the misfortune of having to deal with. She would repeatedly refer to people as boy, saying things like 'Wears your ID, boy?' She would take the Quality Control tapes the monitors had made that day and listen to them in her car on the way home from work (!) She would find fault with one's tone of voice used on the phones and then doc their pay. One guy adjusted his headset while he was speaking to a caller and she docked his pay because she claimed that he was misrepresenting the company. By adjusting his headset? How the hell is that misrepresenting anyone or anything? She is mean and cruel, very domineering, and treats all those around her like they're the ### of the Earth, because it's the only feeling of power she has in her pathetic life.
FASIUL ALAM, another manager, was a barely literate sexist. If you were an attractive young lady with a large chest, he would let you get away with anything. But if you are not an attractive female, or if you're male, he'll publicly rip you to shreds every chance he gets. He was very rude to me whenever he spoke to me, docked my pay for taking 18 minutes on a 15 minute break, even for an alleged dress code violation. Since he was the supervisor of my department at that time, when my paycheck was lost, I had to tell him and try to have him call payroll and find out what happened to it, but he just said to me 'What do you want me to do about that?' I had to go to another supervisor and have them find out why my paycheck hadn't been issued. Fasiul Alam is an apathetic, barely literate sexist.
Another supervisor, GEORGE, was genuinely stupid: he couldn't even operate his computer, I had to input data for him many times, but then another supervisor Susan(?) wrote me up for 'tampering with a supervisor's computer'.
These are just three examples of the type of ridiculous situations that would occur EVERY DAY at SDP. When I finally left, I think I slept for about a week to make up for all of the sleep I'd missed while working there, and it was quite a load off my mind, knowing that I wouldn't have to deal with useless people like FASIUL ALAM and VICKY STIDL ever again, and knowing that I didn't have to try and sell magazines that I knew no one actually read, knowing that I didn't have to be ashamed or embarrassed about what I did for a living any longer.