I don't like it no more!
Recap of July 13 and 14, 2006
July 13, 2006
11am, working in the office with my new boss. After completing one of the few things that I have been able to without him wandering off, he turns to me and asks, "Would you want to do some work outside the office?" Of course, stupid me, thinks that he is talking about working in the shop with the guys. WRONG! After I say sure, he goes off about how the showroom is my domain to take care of and that I need to keep it clean for customers and such. "D'oh!" I think I am going to use my RA as an excuse not to have to do it. Really, I have been going thru some major flares lately. I had to get one of the guys here to open my thermos of coffee the other day. How embarrassing. I also already clean at home after myself and 2 guys. I do not want to come to work and be expected to do it. I did it in my last job because it was my choice, and I don't think that my guys at home would even notice if I stopped.
1pm, sweeping the showroom. I hate my job. I think about quitting on the spot. I decide against it. I continue sweeping and since I have no dust pan, I sweep the rather large pile of dirt right beside a display area. HA!
2pm, outside with one of the guys. I was helping him install a roller leg on a Hydro boat trailer. Admitting to myself that maybe this isn't so bad.
3:30pm, Everyone is told to pick something to clean, (mostly the shop.) I pick the coffee room since that is one area that I know that I won't throw something important away and that I won't get too greasy for the end of the day. I worked pretty hard on cleaning it, since it was really messy. It took me about 45 min-1 hr. I finish the job, feeling pretty good about it, and realize that the shop looks exactly the same as when I went into the coffee room. No one else did any cleaning up (they were working but not on that.) I remembered that I don't like this job and that I need to get off my butt and get MPIC my resume.
Later that night, I cut a hole in my bedroom door for the cats, (long story,) moved my trading spaces rectangles to another location in my room, got my bros MP3 player from the delivery company since he did pass everything this past semester. He looked pretty happy about getting it. I had a few warm fuzzys. Hubby and I are playing nice.
July 14, 2006
8:30am, sitting in my office getting payroll (yeah for payday!) ready, stuffing some envelopes and other office stuff, and the boss comes in and lets me know that it is my job to inventory and do inventory control for the tires. I let him know that I would get the tire guy to write down all the tires for me and I would start a control sheet. I was informed that the tire guy is too busy to do that and it was solely my responsibility. I nodded and he left. I finished what I was doing, and now I am wasting as much time as possible, although I know that I will end up doing it before I get a new job. I am going to get my resume to MPIC ASAP. I should have taken the radio operator job. I should have taken the interview for fire clerk. I wish that I had taken July off and never taken this job. Hindsight is 20/20.
Over and Out
July 13, 2006
11am, working in the office with my new boss. After completing one of the few things that I have been able to without him wandering off, he turns to me and asks, "Would you want to do some work outside the office?" Of course, stupid me, thinks that he is talking about working in the shop with the guys. WRONG! After I say sure, he goes off about how the showroom is my domain to take care of and that I need to keep it clean for customers and such. "D'oh!" I think I am going to use my RA as an excuse not to have to do it. Really, I have been going thru some major flares lately. I had to get one of the guys here to open my thermos of coffee the other day. How embarrassing. I also already clean at home after myself and 2 guys. I do not want to come to work and be expected to do it. I did it in my last job because it was my choice, and I don't think that my guys at home would even notice if I stopped.
1pm, sweeping the showroom. I hate my job. I think about quitting on the spot. I decide against it. I continue sweeping and since I have no dust pan, I sweep the rather large pile of dirt right beside a display area. HA!
2pm, outside with one of the guys. I was helping him install a roller leg on a Hydro boat trailer. Admitting to myself that maybe this isn't so bad.
3:30pm, Everyone is told to pick something to clean, (mostly the shop.) I pick the coffee room since that is one area that I know that I won't throw something important away and that I won't get too greasy for the end of the day. I worked pretty hard on cleaning it, since it was really messy. It took me about 45 min-1 hr. I finish the job, feeling pretty good about it, and realize that the shop looks exactly the same as when I went into the coffee room. No one else did any cleaning up (they were working but not on that.) I remembered that I don't like this job and that I need to get off my butt and get MPIC my resume.
Later that night, I cut a hole in my bedroom door for the cats, (long story,) moved my trading spaces rectangles to another location in my room, got my bros MP3 player from the delivery company since he did pass everything this past semester. He looked pretty happy about getting it. I had a few warm fuzzys. Hubby and I are playing nice.
July 14, 2006
8:30am, sitting in my office getting payroll (yeah for payday!) ready, stuffing some envelopes and other office stuff, and the boss comes in and lets me know that it is my job to inventory and do inventory control for the tires. I let him know that I would get the tire guy to write down all the tires for me and I would start a control sheet. I was informed that the tire guy is too busy to do that and it was solely my responsibility. I nodded and he left. I finished what I was doing, and now I am wasting as much time as possible, although I know that I will end up doing it before I get a new job. I am going to get my resume to MPIC ASAP. I should have taken the radio operator job. I should have taken the interview for fire clerk. I wish that I had taken July off and never taken this job. Hindsight is 20/20.
Over and Out