Time on my Hands
I decided to leave my job, and take a week break before starting my new one. So it seems I have a little time on my hands. Even though there are about a million things I could be doing with my time. You know I have some aggression to get out. I don't know when the last time I updated this was and I really don't feel like going back. So I will start where I feel necessary.
A few months back, I was given the option of becoming a Property Manager and a co-worker at the time, Brian, would take over my A/P position. Shortly after I settled into Property Management, I took part in getting these girls I could not stand fired. They made my professional life hell. I felt like I was going to High School each day I was there. They were fired on a Friday, and the following Monday Brian had come in and turned in his key, and was gone. (He also played a short and small, but significant role in the High School BS).
So now, I have gotten Monika (she is also a friend of the two girls I got fired) a promotion to be the A/P representative. Anyhow, so a week after that my personal assistant quits. Not because of me, but because the Company I work for is about to merge with a much larger Company, and she caught wind that some time after the merge, assistants will no longer be needed, as we will have a 24/hr call center and a corporate office that will handle correspondence. Her name was Heather and she was a great young girl, a great assistant, and we got along great. She actually took a position with Palm Harbor, which is where Jason's (my man) mom works.
After she left, I was told that I would not be getting an assistant for a while. This bothered me because I was the only property manager out of four that had no assistant. I already had to do my own drives, answer calls from Homeowners, Developers, Board members, Contractors, Architects, and so on. So this just added a little more work. I ended up working my fingers to the bone. I was lucky if I got one day off a week. I was working nights, going to Board meetings. The Board members loved me, as well as homeeowners. But the long hours were already too cumbersome.
Then at the beginning of November the woman running our Scottsdale Office quit, right there, just quit. So what will we do with all the properties she managed? Push them on 2 of the 4 property managers at the Chandler office. One of those manangers being my self, the other being Ginny. So Ginny and I take on even more porperties.
On a Tuesday, Ginny asked me if I would go to a meeting for her on Thursday, as one of her new properties had a meeting on the same night as a property she already managed. I am extremely overwhelmed at this point. I am frustrated and don't get why Shanna and Queen Bee Kathy do not take on any of these associations. So I tell Ginny I am too over loaded and already have a week full of meetings and sorry but someone else will have to pick up on her slack.
When I state that I am overwhelmed, Kathy tells me that I must be doing my job right, that I should not have to work the weekends, but if I have to then somewhere I am doing something wrong. I just wanted to scream at her, and take away her assistant for a couple weeks, and just when it becomes too much to handle, throw a half dozen more properties on her to manage.
Then from that day on Ginny, Kathy, Shanna, and Madeline (Kathy's thigh rider) treated me like crap.
I pulled Tim (owner of the COmpany) aside and asked him what I was doing wrong, and why things were so hard for me and why I felt like I was drowning? He told me I was doing just fine, but perhaps I just needed to learn how to say no. He explained that I needed to learn how to say no to not only Board members and homeowners, but also to the other staff, refering to when I said no to Ginny. Thats when I told him, I did say no to Ginny, and now I have been out casted by the Property Management team.
I have a feeling he talked to his girlfriend Shanna because she pulled me aside later that week and said that she was sorry, and that she tries to stay out of the drama and office politics as much as possible. I just sat there silently for a minute, trying to figure out what I wanted to say. I felt like screaming at her, but knew since she is sleeping in the bosses bed, that would probably not be the best idea. So I just sat there silently. I don't think she expected that reasction either. So I just simply said it was ok, and told her that I was not there to make friends. Simply to get my work done, and stay afloat.
Anyhow, her actions never changed, and neither did the other girls. I sat there in my cubicle and listened as they would talk shit, not knowing that I could hear them. Between the High School BS being played between full grown woman, and the long hours, and my son acting up again at home, and my grades in school slipping, I QUIT.
Tim wanted to know why? So I explained it all to him. He offered to put me in another position, but I don't want that. I would still be working with those bitches. Plus I made myself a promise, that since I am paying $1500 a block for school I had better get A's all the way through. So I have decided to slow down. I am not longer going to concern myself with the "big corporate" job, at least not until I am done with school. I am going back to serving tables at night. That way I can be at home with Devyn during the day, and help prepare him before he starts school next year.
I love Tim to death, he has been the best boss ever. I have told him that I will keep in touch. He understands that ther are some chapters in life you have to close.
A few months back, I was given the option of becoming a Property Manager and a co-worker at the time, Brian, would take over my A/P position. Shortly after I settled into Property Management, I took part in getting these girls I could not stand fired. They made my professional life hell. I felt like I was going to High School each day I was there. They were fired on a Friday, and the following Monday Brian had come in and turned in his key, and was gone. (He also played a short and small, but significant role in the High School BS).
So now, I have gotten Monika (she is also a friend of the two girls I got fired) a promotion to be the A/P representative. Anyhow, so a week after that my personal assistant quits. Not because of me, but because the Company I work for is about to merge with a much larger Company, and she caught wind that some time after the merge, assistants will no longer be needed, as we will have a 24/hr call center and a corporate office that will handle correspondence. Her name was Heather and she was a great young girl, a great assistant, and we got along great. She actually took a position with Palm Harbor, which is where Jason's (my man) mom works.
After she left, I was told that I would not be getting an assistant for a while. This bothered me because I was the only property manager out of four that had no assistant. I already had to do my own drives, answer calls from Homeowners, Developers, Board members, Contractors, Architects, and so on. So this just added a little more work. I ended up working my fingers to the bone. I was lucky if I got one day off a week. I was working nights, going to Board meetings. The Board members loved me, as well as homeeowners. But the long hours were already too cumbersome.
Then at the beginning of November the woman running our Scottsdale Office quit, right there, just quit. So what will we do with all the properties she managed? Push them on 2 of the 4 property managers at the Chandler office. One of those manangers being my self, the other being Ginny. So Ginny and I take on even more porperties.
On a Tuesday, Ginny asked me if I would go to a meeting for her on Thursday, as one of her new properties had a meeting on the same night as a property she already managed. I am extremely overwhelmed at this point. I am frustrated and don't get why Shanna and Queen Bee Kathy do not take on any of these associations. So I tell Ginny I am too over loaded and already have a week full of meetings and sorry but someone else will have to pick up on her slack.
When I state that I am overwhelmed, Kathy tells me that I must be doing my job right, that I should not have to work the weekends, but if I have to then somewhere I am doing something wrong. I just wanted to scream at her, and take away her assistant for a couple weeks, and just when it becomes too much to handle, throw a half dozen more properties on her to manage.
Then from that day on Ginny, Kathy, Shanna, and Madeline (Kathy's thigh rider) treated me like crap.
I pulled Tim (owner of the COmpany) aside and asked him what I was doing wrong, and why things were so hard for me and why I felt like I was drowning? He told me I was doing just fine, but perhaps I just needed to learn how to say no. He explained that I needed to learn how to say no to not only Board members and homeowners, but also to the other staff, refering to when I said no to Ginny. Thats when I told him, I did say no to Ginny, and now I have been out casted by the Property Management team.
I have a feeling he talked to his girlfriend Shanna because she pulled me aside later that week and said that she was sorry, and that she tries to stay out of the drama and office politics as much as possible. I just sat there silently for a minute, trying to figure out what I wanted to say. I felt like screaming at her, but knew since she is sleeping in the bosses bed, that would probably not be the best idea. So I just sat there silently. I don't think she expected that reasction either. So I just simply said it was ok, and told her that I was not there to make friends. Simply to get my work done, and stay afloat.
Anyhow, her actions never changed, and neither did the other girls. I sat there in my cubicle and listened as they would talk shit, not knowing that I could hear them. Between the High School BS being played between full grown woman, and the long hours, and my son acting up again at home, and my grades in school slipping, I QUIT.
Tim wanted to know why? So I explained it all to him. He offered to put me in another position, but I don't want that. I would still be working with those bitches. Plus I made myself a promise, that since I am paying $1500 a block for school I had better get A's all the way through. So I have decided to slow down. I am not longer going to concern myself with the "big corporate" job, at least not until I am done with school. I am going back to serving tables at night. That way I can be at home with Devyn during the day, and help prepare him before he starts school next year.
I love Tim to death, he has been the best boss ever. I have told him that I will keep in touch. He understands that ther are some chapters in life you have to close.