Weird...
I thought I submitted an entry yesterday, but it's not there.
I can't really remember what I wrote about--probably work sucking, etc. I think Sandy is going to go work at BIW. I don't really blame her. Also, she told me she makes only 50 cents less than me. So, that means, when I started, I started here making 50 cents LESS than her!
Meh, it's my own fault. It's my own personality defect that makes me not demand the things I think I deserve. I saw Donna G at the NKBA study group last week and she told me that Donna B makes $24 an hour. That doesn't surprise me, since I knew they upped her to at least $20 before I left. And, yet, they supposedly couldn't get me the $15 I asked for. If I didn't know better, I'd think that Donna was doing more than chit-chatting in Tim's office.
But that really isn't fair to her. She has good sales and she's competitive. She knows how to play things so they work out to her advantage, and she's always looking out for number one. I obviously don't have those talents.
I was looking at the board with all the Homer Awards--of course, I have not gotten one yet. Sandy's gotten six. I'm just sick of being taken for granted and not respected for all the work I do around here--not to mention all the screw-ups that I have to correct that have nothing to do with me, and all the customers I have to placate because this store sucks so bad.
I truly think it's this boy's club mentality here the makes the customer service shitty. This is the most men-centric Home Depot I've seen--only one female DH (and they picked the worst woman they could find; probably so they can turn around and say, "See, we told you woman make shitty supervisors)--and NO female managers. The men never listen to anything the woman say, especially because most of the male supervisors are in their twenties and most of the women on the salesfloor are around my age.
As soon as one of us opens our mouths, they stop listening. I can' almost see the thought bubbles above their heads, "Oh, here she goes again...."
I don't get any respect, but that's my own fault. But I can't go up to the manager and demand it, because I don't believe it works that way. Some people command respect, and for women, that means walking the fine line between confidence and diffidence. I don't play the game right and I never had.
I would just like to be able to do my job (which I do very well) and be appreciated for it. But I know, and I've always known, for the 27 years I've been in the workforce, that it never works that way. The people who know that I am good at my job are my co-workers and my customers--neither of whom has the power to reward me.
My store is being so stingy about the NKBA test fee and the books. So, if and when I am certified and have those letters after my name, I will have no qualms about telling them to shove it as I look for work and higher-end places. There are a lot of places that wouldn't look at my resume with just my experience, but once I'm certified they'd feel differently. And I have no doubt I will pass the test with flying colors.
I have a horrible headache today. I've had it for a few days. Sinuses, again.
I had asked for Tuesdays off for the next 10 or so weeks for the study group. Travis told me to give the schedule to Rachel and tell her. So I did. And I wrote a note on it asking for either Tuesdays off or at the very least an 8-5 shift on Tuesdays. So, the next two Tuesdays she sheduled me 11-8. Thanks. Way to the the job right.
Meh--I switched days off with Sandy, but it still pisses me off.
I have to bring Kabibe to the vet Tuesday for her yearly exam. We love the vet! (He looks like James Brolin).
If Sandy goes, I'm going to make some demands--like a SET schedule and two days in a row off. And a raise. I have heard Hancock is hiring, and though I've heard they kind of suck, it might be worth checking out my options.
I guess I should get some work done. I've taken 3 exedrine so far. I'm going to take some sudafed, too, but it's the fake kind that doesn't work for shit.
I can't really remember what I wrote about--probably work sucking, etc. I think Sandy is going to go work at BIW. I don't really blame her. Also, she told me she makes only 50 cents less than me. So, that means, when I started, I started here making 50 cents LESS than her!
Meh, it's my own fault. It's my own personality defect that makes me not demand the things I think I deserve. I saw Donna G at the NKBA study group last week and she told me that Donna B makes $24 an hour. That doesn't surprise me, since I knew they upped her to at least $20 before I left. And, yet, they supposedly couldn't get me the $15 I asked for. If I didn't know better, I'd think that Donna was doing more than chit-chatting in Tim's office.
But that really isn't fair to her. She has good sales and she's competitive. She knows how to play things so they work out to her advantage, and she's always looking out for number one. I obviously don't have those talents.
I was looking at the board with all the Homer Awards--of course, I have not gotten one yet. Sandy's gotten six. I'm just sick of being taken for granted and not respected for all the work I do around here--not to mention all the screw-ups that I have to correct that have nothing to do with me, and all the customers I have to placate because this store sucks so bad.
I truly think it's this boy's club mentality here the makes the customer service shitty. This is the most men-centric Home Depot I've seen--only one female DH (and they picked the worst woman they could find; probably so they can turn around and say, "See, we told you woman make shitty supervisors)--and NO female managers. The men never listen to anything the woman say, especially because most of the male supervisors are in their twenties and most of the women on the salesfloor are around my age.
As soon as one of us opens our mouths, they stop listening. I can' almost see the thought bubbles above their heads, "Oh, here she goes again...."
I don't get any respect, but that's my own fault. But I can't go up to the manager and demand it, because I don't believe it works that way. Some people command respect, and for women, that means walking the fine line between confidence and diffidence. I don't play the game right and I never had.
I would just like to be able to do my job (which I do very well) and be appreciated for it. But I know, and I've always known, for the 27 years I've been in the workforce, that it never works that way. The people who know that I am good at my job are my co-workers and my customers--neither of whom has the power to reward me.
My store is being so stingy about the NKBA test fee and the books. So, if and when I am certified and have those letters after my name, I will have no qualms about telling them to shove it as I look for work and higher-end places. There are a lot of places that wouldn't look at my resume with just my experience, but once I'm certified they'd feel differently. And I have no doubt I will pass the test with flying colors.
I have a horrible headache today. I've had it for a few days. Sinuses, again.
I had asked for Tuesdays off for the next 10 or so weeks for the study group. Travis told me to give the schedule to Rachel and tell her. So I did. And I wrote a note on it asking for either Tuesdays off or at the very least an 8-5 shift on Tuesdays. So, the next two Tuesdays she sheduled me 11-8. Thanks. Way to the the job right.
Meh--I switched days off with Sandy, but it still pisses me off.
I have to bring Kabibe to the vet Tuesday for her yearly exam. We love the vet! (He looks like James Brolin).
If Sandy goes, I'm going to make some demands--like a SET schedule and two days in a row off. And a raise. I have heard Hancock is hiring, and though I've heard they kind of suck, it might be worth checking out my options.
I guess I should get some work done. I've taken 3 exedrine so far. I'm going to take some sudafed, too, but it's the fake kind that doesn't work for shit.