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call 911........call 911
Well this is a new one on me. In 32 years in the real world work force I've come across some doozies, but this little tantrum takes the cake and plate.
I had no idea I've been under a microscope for months. Not much of a problem, I don't make many work mistakes, but I am human. I do however call if I'm going to be late, make sure everyone is aware if I'm going to be out of the office for any reason, let my employer know if I have a doctor appointment. weeks in advance, make sure all my work is done by days end, keep my office clean & organized, never steal, never borrow without permission - not even a pencil. I have most things in my office from my own home and have put my name ON them to avoid confusion (ran into that before on last job). I do check the board from time to time if my work is done. I stay late when needed without compensation constantly - and have never complained about a thing. I've taken on a lions share of work in the last three years without a raise - and been a big girl about it. I clean the bathrooms, order supplies and clean up after the men in the office who cant' even put toilet paper on a roll and who now can't throw the paper wrapper in the trash (no I'm not kidding)
I see them - come in late....leave early - never call the boss. I see them take extended lunches, leave for lunch in a bad mood and come back in a GREAT mood after meeting their girlfriends for these extended lunches. Two and 1/2 hour lunches - MYOB. I never question the monthly lunch receipts but know they are not dining clients. Their fuel bills are questioned but NEVER reprimanded. Their sales for the most part do not match their expenditures but time and again I've mentioned it to the boss and finally just write out the report and make no mention as I'm told. It's the good old boy system. I don't try to hone in on their hunt club, but I've never been invited. I don't hang out in the yard when they are talking I leave them alone. I don't time them when they are yacking with their buddies who drop by or their girlfriends or sales reps who take them to lunch. And I've NEVER taken my pink circled list of their mistakes to the boss. Just to them - between us - once.
However - a sales rep came in the office last week. We chatted about dogs, about her newly built house, about her 5ct. diamond, about her 2010 Mercedes, about her husbands construction business and his need for a service business like ours. We spoke for roughly 30 minutes. I don't have friends in the office, I don't chat on the phone, I don't go to lunch with anyone - ever. Never. I make up my time when I do use co. time also.
But - Wednesday the boss walks past me and makes a big deal about me talking to the sales rep for ONE HOUR. WHAT? One what? Hour???? How in the world? He wasn't even there. Which means that there is a snitch. And now I know who it is. Then later that day after being in the ER all night with DF and getting about 3 hours sleep in 2 days - I made a typo on an address. I had put the invoice in the outbound mail. No one ever goes through that. The snitch did. He purused the invoices....found a mistake, brought it to me and I was very turse. I corrected it, sent him an email thanking him for correcting my mistake. HE sent MY email to the boss. OMG....WTH? Then the boss made mention that we really need to make sure our invoices are getting out correctly. I stated yes - he was right. THen looked directly at the snitch who only hours early had said "No big deal. Sounds like you had a rough night, it happens. Just glad we caught it." The big deal was that it was going to the customers street address and not his PO box - not a big deal really - but still - customer had asked for this bill to be sent to his PO box. Okay - I was wrong. Admittedly.
Then there was the discussion with the snitch about the fact that he figured since he's been there a year - HE was now the office manager. Um....that's my title, if it changed shouldn't the Boss tell me? Then he said he was just filling out a vendor form (my job) and it was a question about employees in the company. He said "I'm kinda like a manager." I said "You're kinda like a salesperson." Then he said "Well I've been like a manager." and I said "Look, if you want the 'title' you're welcome to it. I'll take YOUR paycheck which is three times mine, and YOU can order office supplies, take ****, scrub both the bathrooms, and dump trash...oh and you'll probably get tired of putting the toilet paper roll on the holder, but that will pass with time. Big deal. You get to be my age, you realize titles are not much, money is more. You want the title - give me the money. Otherwise, you are a salesperson." I left his office, and he filled out the form and mailed it. (my job). I called the company and asked them for a copy. In the spot marked office manager (my job) he had written his name. So I whited it out, wrote in my name, copied it - sent back a corrected copy, attached a corrected copy to our paperwork and filed it, threw out his copy and filed that.
Big, fat, hairy deal.
This is the one that the consultant said "No way does HE have the personality or ability to lead people, never, ever. He doesn't have the tolerance or temperment for it." Gosh - wonder why - little snitchy boy. So now I'm purusing the internet for a nice little sign for my office that has something to do with snitches....lol. Jerk. And this is the same one that keeps coming in my office with 1/2 the information, 1/2 of the time and then tells the owner - "Shes kinda scattered." - REALLY? So I told the owner - "If I appear scattered in any way it's because I'm getting information from a scatterbrain." I said THAT in private. Then I gave an example of the 1/2 information I was given and expected to do a complete job. The owner told him HE couldn't do my job with the information I was given.
I'm thinking this is highschool all over again....."I'll just step on your head to get to the top." mentality. One thing I can tell this little cat for sure. You don't come into a Leo's sand box and mess in it. I've been playing in MY sandbox for 10 years longer than he's been alive. I'm not sure I even want to "play", but if he wants to deal with an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD), organizational-freak, micromanaging, anal, executive,dragon-lady, PMDD female - I can forget I had therapy and be his dream girl.
Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water......
I had no idea I've been under a microscope for months. Not much of a problem, I don't make many work mistakes, but I am human. I do however call if I'm going to be late, make sure everyone is aware if I'm going to be out of the office for any reason, let my employer know if I have a doctor appointment. weeks in advance, make sure all my work is done by days end, keep my office clean & organized, never steal, never borrow without permission - not even a pencil. I have most things in my office from my own home and have put my name ON them to avoid confusion (ran into that before on last job). I do check the board from time to time if my work is done. I stay late when needed without compensation constantly - and have never complained about a thing. I've taken on a lions share of work in the last three years without a raise - and been a big girl about it. I clean the bathrooms, order supplies and clean up after the men in the office who cant' even put toilet paper on a roll and who now can't throw the paper wrapper in the trash (no I'm not kidding)
I see them - come in late....leave early - never call the boss. I see them take extended lunches, leave for lunch in a bad mood and come back in a GREAT mood after meeting their girlfriends for these extended lunches. Two and 1/2 hour lunches - MYOB. I never question the monthly lunch receipts but know they are not dining clients. Their fuel bills are questioned but NEVER reprimanded. Their sales for the most part do not match their expenditures but time and again I've mentioned it to the boss and finally just write out the report and make no mention as I'm told. It's the good old boy system. I don't try to hone in on their hunt club, but I've never been invited. I don't hang out in the yard when they are talking I leave them alone. I don't time them when they are yacking with their buddies who drop by or their girlfriends or sales reps who take them to lunch. And I've NEVER taken my pink circled list of their mistakes to the boss. Just to them - between us - once.
However - a sales rep came in the office last week. We chatted about dogs, about her newly built house, about her 5ct. diamond, about her 2010 Mercedes, about her husbands construction business and his need for a service business like ours. We spoke for roughly 30 minutes. I don't have friends in the office, I don't chat on the phone, I don't go to lunch with anyone - ever. Never. I make up my time when I do use co. time also.
But - Wednesday the boss walks past me and makes a big deal about me talking to the sales rep for ONE HOUR. WHAT? One what? Hour???? How in the world? He wasn't even there. Which means that there is a snitch. And now I know who it is. Then later that day after being in the ER all night with DF and getting about 3 hours sleep in 2 days - I made a typo on an address. I had put the invoice in the outbound mail. No one ever goes through that. The snitch did. He purused the invoices....found a mistake, brought it to me and I was very turse. I corrected it, sent him an email thanking him for correcting my mistake. HE sent MY email to the boss. OMG....WTH? Then the boss made mention that we really need to make sure our invoices are getting out correctly. I stated yes - he was right. THen looked directly at the snitch who only hours early had said "No big deal. Sounds like you had a rough night, it happens. Just glad we caught it." The big deal was that it was going to the customers street address and not his PO box - not a big deal really - but still - customer had asked for this bill to be sent to his PO box. Okay - I was wrong. Admittedly.
Then there was the discussion with the snitch about the fact that he figured since he's been there a year - HE was now the office manager. Um....that's my title, if it changed shouldn't the Boss tell me? Then he said he was just filling out a vendor form (my job) and it was a question about employees in the company. He said "I'm kinda like a manager." I said "You're kinda like a salesperson." Then he said "Well I've been like a manager." and I said "Look, if you want the 'title' you're welcome to it. I'll take YOUR paycheck which is three times mine, and YOU can order office supplies, take ****, scrub both the bathrooms, and dump trash...oh and you'll probably get tired of putting the toilet paper roll on the holder, but that will pass with time. Big deal. You get to be my age, you realize titles are not much, money is more. You want the title - give me the money. Otherwise, you are a salesperson." I left his office, and he filled out the form and mailed it. (my job). I called the company and asked them for a copy. In the spot marked office manager (my job) he had written his name. So I whited it out, wrote in my name, copied it - sent back a corrected copy, attached a corrected copy to our paperwork and filed it, threw out his copy and filed that.
Big, fat, hairy deal. This is the one that the consultant said "No way does HE have the personality or ability to lead people, never, ever. He doesn't have the tolerance or temperment for it." Gosh - wonder why - little snitchy boy. So now I'm purusing the internet for a nice little sign for my office that has something to do with snitches....lol. Jerk. And this is the same one that keeps coming in my office with 1/2 the information, 1/2 of the time and then tells the owner - "Shes kinda scattered." - REALLY? So I told the owner - "If I appear scattered in any way it's because I'm getting information from a scatterbrain." I said THAT in private. Then I gave an example of the 1/2 information I was given and expected to do a complete job. The owner told him HE couldn't do my job with the information I was given.
I'm thinking this is highschool all over again....."I'll just step on your head to get to the top." mentality. One thing I can tell this little cat for sure. You don't come into a Leo's sand box and mess in it. I've been playing in MY sandbox for 10 years longer than he's been alive. I'm not sure I even want to "play", but if he wants to deal with an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD), organizational-freak, micromanaging, anal, executive,dragon-lady, PMDD female - I can forget I had therapy and be his dream girl.
Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water......
Then he told me he's worked with the snitch before and this is exactly how it started at the last place. OHHHH I see. (gosh thanks for the warning) 
and he's told the owner that this particular person has caused problems other places he's worked. I kept thinking HOW many places could he have worked to cause that many problems to get a reputation? He's 25 years old. 
