Still employed.
Nov. 5th, 2014 12:31 amWell, today I had a work meeting and I stirred the pot.
That metaphor might be inadequate to describe what happened... I stirred the hornet's nest.
I'm sick to death of the insane schedule of event-event-event-event. September and October were outrageous but the whole year was overburdened with in-store events, out-of-store events (Quilt shows and the like), and I'm shouldering more and more classes to support what we're selling.
I asked last year about the influx of Events, and was told that we were doing a lot of events because of the banner year (110 years in business), but we did more events in 2014 than we did in 2013. So that doesn't hold water.
And I wanted to speak up. I'm not the only one who feels this way, either. It's not just the part where we are required to work a 10-14 hour day with no break *AND NO EXTRA PAY* on the day(s) of the event; it's the weeks leading up to the event where we not only have to do all of our usual work, but do all the prep work for the event while our boss gets increasingly crazy because of the proximity of the event.
This year I quit feeling bad about taking time off during an event. I also tried to be wise about which battles to fight, and chose carefully which events I was going to blow off.
So tonight we had a meeting.
And my boss started talking about next year's events.
And I had Something To Say.
Oh, Lord, help me JESUS I finally just did it and talked about it in the meeting. I also finally leaned on my coworkers to back me the hell up, which they did (albeit weakly.) My boss has amazing powers of transformation, shifting from the triangulation game (Abuser/victim/rescuer) to becoming a goddamned Sea Lion, to her usual mode of gaslighting (It's always been THIS way, and never been THAT way, why would you think that?)
And I admit, I let her sidetrack me a couple of times and then I set my teeth and dragged the conversation back to the topic at hand: Events, and our insane way of dealing with them.
See, I hate to show up somewhere and point at someone saying, "Hey, that thing? That thing you've worked so hard on? It's broken. I don't like it. You should do something about that. K, bye!"
I'd honestly rather say something like, "Hey, that thing you're working so hard on? Can I help you? Seriously, you're about to dump everything on the ground, and I'm standing right here. Can I help you support that end for a minute?" or "Hey, I noticed that this one thing right here doesn't work right. I don't have another one of those, but I have this other thing; will it help?"
So I approached this with built-in solutions, and not only did she blow me off and try to sidetrack me, she decided that the solution to our issue was to simply say, "Well, if you don't want to work events, just sign off on those days and don't work." Of course, the flip side of that is that if you ever request a day off, she automatically deletes the day in question from your schedule. NO really; she's THAT lazy with the schedule. This came up in the meeting, too. She says that if we request the day off, we're requesting a hole in our schedule.
If we were a M-F, 40 hour work week I'd buy that.
We're open 7 days a week, and on Mondays and Thursdays we're open for almost 12 hours. Asking for a day off does NOT mean removing it from our schedule; it means that for the two days we are SUPPOSED to have off, we want one of them to be this particular day.
And for someone who does the schedule the stupid way around, it's too inconvenient. After all, once she cuts and pastes last month's schedule, she doesn't really want to tinker with it.
Even with the extra events that happen on random weekends. And sale days that have happened when they happen for decades, which she can't be bothered to keep track of.
(headdesk)
This time she actually screamed that she hates doing the schedule and wants someone else to take it. I've taken it on several times; she ALWAYS takes it back from me. Always. I never do it "right", and she has to micromanage me, then take it away and Do IT HerSelf.
So this time I didn't offer to take it off her hands.
Nope.
I just stared at her, smiling.
She actually threatened to quit.
Be my guest, lady.
And all of this after telling me breezily earlier that she didn't bother to vote.
(On the other hand, I'm not sure I'd be happy with her voting choices, so perhaps it's for the best.)
So tonight I feel rather emotionally bruised.
So much so that I was somewhat teary-eyed over things that wouldn't normally have pulled an emotional response.
Gah.
Well, I still have a job. My boss responded to my legitimate issues with a solution designed to fail, but I still have a job.
I can breathe. I can speak. I can hear, and see, and taste, and touch. I can smell. I can walk. I can run. I have money in my purse. I have a house to live in. I have food in that house. I can vote. I have a truck.
I am wealthy. I must remind myself of my wealth.
That metaphor might be inadequate to describe what happened... I stirred the hornet's nest.
I'm sick to death of the insane schedule of event-event-event-event. September and October were outrageous but the whole year was overburdened with in-store events, out-of-store events (Quilt shows and the like), and I'm shouldering more and more classes to support what we're selling.
I asked last year about the influx of Events, and was told that we were doing a lot of events because of the banner year (110 years in business), but we did more events in 2014 than we did in 2013. So that doesn't hold water.
And I wanted to speak up. I'm not the only one who feels this way, either. It's not just the part where we are required to work a 10-14 hour day with no break *AND NO EXTRA PAY* on the day(s) of the event; it's the weeks leading up to the event where we not only have to do all of our usual work, but do all the prep work for the event while our boss gets increasingly crazy because of the proximity of the event.
This year I quit feeling bad about taking time off during an event. I also tried to be wise about which battles to fight, and chose carefully which events I was going to blow off.
So tonight we had a meeting.
And my boss started talking about next year's events.
And I had Something To Say.
Oh, Lord, help me JESUS I finally just did it and talked about it in the meeting. I also finally leaned on my coworkers to back me the hell up, which they did (albeit weakly.) My boss has amazing powers of transformation, shifting from the triangulation game (Abuser/victim/rescuer) to becoming a goddamned Sea Lion, to her usual mode of gaslighting (It's always been THIS way, and never been THAT way, why would you think that?)
And I admit, I let her sidetrack me a couple of times and then I set my teeth and dragged the conversation back to the topic at hand: Events, and our insane way of dealing with them.
See, I hate to show up somewhere and point at someone saying, "Hey, that thing? That thing you've worked so hard on? It's broken. I don't like it. You should do something about that. K, bye!"
I'd honestly rather say something like, "Hey, that thing you're working so hard on? Can I help you? Seriously, you're about to dump everything on the ground, and I'm standing right here. Can I help you support that end for a minute?" or "Hey, I noticed that this one thing right here doesn't work right. I don't have another one of those, but I have this other thing; will it help?"
So I approached this with built-in solutions, and not only did she blow me off and try to sidetrack me, she decided that the solution to our issue was to simply say, "Well, if you don't want to work events, just sign off on those days and don't work." Of course, the flip side of that is that if you ever request a day off, she automatically deletes the day in question from your schedule. NO really; she's THAT lazy with the schedule. This came up in the meeting, too. She says that if we request the day off, we're requesting a hole in our schedule.
If we were a M-F, 40 hour work week I'd buy that.
We're open 7 days a week, and on Mondays and Thursdays we're open for almost 12 hours. Asking for a day off does NOT mean removing it from our schedule; it means that for the two days we are SUPPOSED to have off, we want one of them to be this particular day.
And for someone who does the schedule the stupid way around, it's too inconvenient. After all, once she cuts and pastes last month's schedule, she doesn't really want to tinker with it.
Even with the extra events that happen on random weekends. And sale days that have happened when they happen for decades, which she can't be bothered to keep track of.
(headdesk)
This time she actually screamed that she hates doing the schedule and wants someone else to take it. I've taken it on several times; she ALWAYS takes it back from me. Always. I never do it "right", and she has to micromanage me, then take it away and Do IT HerSelf.
So this time I didn't offer to take it off her hands.
Nope.
I just stared at her, smiling.
She actually threatened to quit.
Be my guest, lady.
And all of this after telling me breezily earlier that she didn't bother to vote.
(On the other hand, I'm not sure I'd be happy with her voting choices, so perhaps it's for the best.)
So tonight I feel rather emotionally bruised.
So much so that I was somewhat teary-eyed over things that wouldn't normally have pulled an emotional response.
Gah.
Well, I still have a job. My boss responded to my legitimate issues with a solution designed to fail, but I still have a job.
I can breathe. I can speak. I can hear, and see, and taste, and touch. I can smell. I can walk. I can run. I have money in my purse. I have a house to live in. I have food in that house. I can vote. I have a truck.
I am wealthy. I must remind myself of my wealth.