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Yes. I didn't think to wipe my boots when I walked back onto the job. It's true. I see GM's point about appreciating that we are working in some-body's home and not tracking 'mud all over the place.'
But considering that we busted our humps smashing concrete this morning and then sped back to his reno job, that we hustled to get refocused and set on our next tasks, that I've done about +50 plus reno jobs and always taken my boots off and he knows that, that there is already blankets and plywood covering all the floor, that at the end of every day we give a quick sweep and on Fridays we do an A-1 cleaning job, that HE choose to turn his house into a construction site and that it will involve *gasp* diiiirt, and that the painter, Uncle Boss AND the GM's wife were all shrugging their shoulders and mouthing "What mud?", I don't think I need to be spoken to like I was a butcher over detail negligible at 10:30 am.
But I just say OK. If he's already fussy then there is no point in escalating the conflict.
But I've learned and watched, especially from the older Italians, about how much bullshit to accept. Relatively I'm newer so it trickles down and I can roll with it. Having to bite back made me grumbly and snippish when Uncle Boss complains that he doesn't have enough cords and has to keep re-plugging in tools.
Me: "YOUUUU WERE THE ONE WHO TOOK THE OTHER CORD FOR HIS REINDEER LIGHTS AT HOME. YOU WERE THE FIRST ON SIGHT TODAY BECAUSE WE WERE SMASHING CONCRETE AT THE FARM SO IT WAS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY TO SET UP. THERE IS ANOTHER CORD RIGHT HANGING HERE. FOR YOU. JUST FOR YOU. HAPPY?"
Well. I didn't really say it with so many capitals. Learning when , how, and with whom to press back is as important as any tool. Uncle Boss just snickers and says "Thanks for making the bald guy happy."
Someday when I'm Boss... boy-howdy people will know when they hit that line. Although I do plan to be more Cool Hand Luke about it.
But considering that we busted our humps smashing concrete this morning and then sped back to his reno job, that we hustled to get refocused and set on our next tasks, that I've done about +50 plus reno jobs and always taken my boots off and he knows that, that there is already blankets and plywood covering all the floor, that at the end of every day we give a quick sweep and on Fridays we do an A-1 cleaning job, that HE choose to turn his house into a construction site and that it will involve *gasp* diiiirt, and that the painter, Uncle Boss AND the GM's wife were all shrugging their shoulders and mouthing "What mud?", I don't think I need to be spoken to like I was a butcher over detail negligible at 10:30 am.
But I just say OK. If he's already fussy then there is no point in escalating the conflict.
But I've learned and watched, especially from the older Italians, about how much bullshit to accept. Relatively I'm newer so it trickles down and I can roll with it. Having to bite back made me grumbly and snippish when Uncle Boss complains that he doesn't have enough cords and has to keep re-plugging in tools.
Me: "YOUUUU WERE THE ONE WHO TOOK THE OTHER CORD FOR HIS REINDEER LIGHTS AT HOME. YOU WERE THE FIRST ON SIGHT TODAY BECAUSE WE WERE SMASHING CONCRETE AT THE FARM SO IT WAS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY TO SET UP. THERE IS ANOTHER CORD RIGHT HANGING HERE. FOR YOU. JUST FOR YOU. HAPPY?"
Well. I didn't really say it with so many capitals. Learning when , how, and with whom to press back is as important as any tool. Uncle Boss just snickers and says "Thanks for making the bald guy happy."
Someday when I'm Boss... boy-howdy people will know when they hit that line. Although I do plan to be more Cool Hand Luke about it.