last week, post two
so, then i went back to work on monday, and my boss decided that i needed to start working on the stock room. it's been a rather huge disaster, and as a result, it needed help. she knew i could do the job, so she gave it to me. i've been steadily working on it, and managed to get a whole 40 hours last week. that will be a good paycheck.
oh yeah - the week my family was all here, my friend from work came and took my dog, so that he didn't have to be put down. he's doing much better now, and seems to be on the more non-aggressive side. i'm very happy for that.
anyway - so i went on an interview with another company to be a manager or an assistant manager. i had been pursuing it for about three weeks, when the girl i had been working with left the company. which meant that i had to start all over again.
frustrated, i mentioned that to my boss, who offered me the position of lead stock, which is a management position. pending the interview that i was anticipating with the other company, i said i'd let her know.
i went on the interview and we just didn't jive. it wasn't a good fit, as far as i was concerned, and i didn't want to leave my current company. i truly enjoy(ed) my job, and didn't want to leave it. i didn't feel ready.
so i went back and asked my boss if she was serious about what she had said before - because she knows that we're about to move into our apartment and that i'm the one that's paying the rent and the basic bills of the house... she replied, yes, she was very serious, and we proceeded to talk about the pay raise.
i went back to work in the stockroom, working with a sense of greater pride than before, because i wanted it to be be perfect in there. not the kind of pride that comes before the fall, the other kind. i wanted to do well, and i did. i worked dilligently for the 40 hours, making sure that every article was folded the way that it was supposed to be, that everything was marketed correctly and that all the tags were sticking out the right way. i must say, the stock room looked amazing.
yesterday, my boss came to me and said that next week, i'm scheduled for 0 hours. she then proceeded to take back the promotion (once the project had been almost completed), and after i pressed her more about the issue, she said that she actually didn't have the ability to hire me, or fire the current stock lead.
i've been pretty much completely lit up for the last two days. i've had kind of a rough attitude, but she understands it, because she knows she not only screwed me over for the promotion, but took away a full week of me being able to job-search. i can't believe that she did this to me. it would have been one thing if she just would have asked me to clean up the stock rooms - she didn't need to dangle the Carrot of Promotion in front of me in order to get the same results. my work was next to perfect before, and it's next to perfect now - going from thinking that the stockroom was mine all the way to being so angry i hardly know what to do with myself.
needless to say, i've cried several times over this last week.
how did i get here? how is it that i'm as old as i am, and i can't seem to get myself a decent job? most of these kids are almost 10 years YOUNGER than me. wanna feel old? try my job for a day.
so, that was my work week.
oh yeah - the week my family was all here, my friend from work came and took my dog, so that he didn't have to be put down. he's doing much better now, and seems to be on the more non-aggressive side. i'm very happy for that.
anyway - so i went on an interview with another company to be a manager or an assistant manager. i had been pursuing it for about three weeks, when the girl i had been working with left the company. which meant that i had to start all over again.
frustrated, i mentioned that to my boss, who offered me the position of lead stock, which is a management position. pending the interview that i was anticipating with the other company, i said i'd let her know.
i went on the interview and we just didn't jive. it wasn't a good fit, as far as i was concerned, and i didn't want to leave my current company. i truly enjoy(ed) my job, and didn't want to leave it. i didn't feel ready.
so i went back and asked my boss if she was serious about what she had said before - because she knows that we're about to move into our apartment and that i'm the one that's paying the rent and the basic bills of the house... she replied, yes, she was very serious, and we proceeded to talk about the pay raise.
i went back to work in the stockroom, working with a sense of greater pride than before, because i wanted it to be be perfect in there. not the kind of pride that comes before the fall, the other kind. i wanted to do well, and i did. i worked dilligently for the 40 hours, making sure that every article was folded the way that it was supposed to be, that everything was marketed correctly and that all the tags were sticking out the right way. i must say, the stock room looked amazing.
yesterday, my boss came to me and said that next week, i'm scheduled for 0 hours. she then proceeded to take back the promotion (once the project had been almost completed), and after i pressed her more about the issue, she said that she actually didn't have the ability to hire me, or fire the current stock lead.
i've been pretty much completely lit up for the last two days. i've had kind of a rough attitude, but she understands it, because she knows she not only screwed me over for the promotion, but took away a full week of me being able to job-search. i can't believe that she did this to me. it would have been one thing if she just would have asked me to clean up the stock rooms - she didn't need to dangle the Carrot of Promotion in front of me in order to get the same results. my work was next to perfect before, and it's next to perfect now - going from thinking that the stockroom was mine all the way to being so angry i hardly know what to do with myself.
needless to say, i've cried several times over this last week.
how did i get here? how is it that i'm as old as i am, and i can't seem to get myself a decent job? most of these kids are almost 10 years YOUNGER than me. wanna feel old? try my job for a day.
so, that was my work week.