I only had to put in a 16 hour day Thursday to finally get a day off.
As a perhaps not quite-so-typical disgruntled employee, the wear and tear of working for a corporation that simply doesn’t give a damn about anything but the bottom line and profits for those at the top finally pushed me over the brink.
Timing is everything in this world.
Wednesday probably marked the official beginning of the end for this particular job.
After starting the day early preparing for our weekly delivery and doing my best to make the most out of a frustrating situation(we are way behind on getting freight out and getting the store set for Christmas), I was counting out and getting ready to head home.
That’s when our DM(district manager) rolled in.
Well, timing is everything.
We were a bit behind when our manager got sick last week and it just snowballed from there with this week’s delivery.
Hopefully she’ll be up and running within a week, at which point we would have started undoing the mess we’re in. A later visit from the DM might have found us behind but not to the point which we are now.
Instead, the DM walks into an admittedly unacceptable situation, temporary as it may be.
Me, I’m already worn out and beaten down. I’m certainly in no mood for an in person brow beating from a lady whose tone in emails and on the phone already irritates me.
Suffice it to say, things did not go well.
Among the things I mentioned in my agitated state:
- The derogatory and condescending tone in her communications
- The complete bottom line nature of the company to the detriment of it’s employees and customers
- The wretched work environment in the summer when the store gets so hot that some of our chocolate products actually get soft and begin to melt
- The lack of payroll that keeps every store running on a skeleton crew and makes it extremely difficult if not impossible to perform our duties at an acceptable level
There may have been a few other things thrown in that I don’t recall, but you get the gist.
Her primary rebuttal was simply that none of that excused the current condition of the store.
Some of her other defenses were “that’s retail” and that budgets will always be tight because we work for a “dollar store”.
Having the word dollar in our name doesn’t make us a dollar store. We’re simply considered a discount retail chain, like a miniature Wal-Mart. The huge majority of our products are well over a dollar.
Anywho, I’m completely fine with accepting our culpability in this mess, but I didn’t get the impression that she was willing to fess up to the role corporate plays in these things happening.
I think most of us as employees could work harder to do a better job. There is always room for improvement.
However, if corporations weren’t such penny pinching misers when it comes to supporting those of us who are actually on the front lines representing them to the public, perhaps situations wouldn’t snowball like ours did.
Proper staffing and a comfortable work environment certainly wouldn’t hurt our productivity.
But, as I told her, they simply don’t care.
I was wasting my breath and I knew it before I went off. However, I was fed up and it was time to blow.
Now for the silver lining, IMO at least 🙂 :
This just confirms the feeling I have that it’s time to move on.
Any job that contributes to the state of mind this job has been at least partially responsible for putting me in is a job not worth having.
For me, this was a job of convenience because it was only 3 1/2 miles from home.
The pay is inferior and the expectations are out of line with the compensation.
Blah, blah, blah. Enough whining and complaining.
I hate it when other people do it to excess, so this will be my last post crying about work. 🙂
If you don’t like a situation, change it or shut up.
That said, this situation also confirms the fact that I really need to find a way to do my own thing. I’m never happy for long working for someone else, so I need to stop that.
So that’s what I will do.
Bye for now.