Feeling like a right sucker
For five years, I've been performing call-duty. One week in a rota. The money was never much, but then originally the call-duty was such that we only ever got called for failures of systems we controlled.
After much messing around, we have a new proposal from the company. Back to only responsible for systems we control. At a new rate of pay based upon an analysis of industry rates. My employer had decided that a good argument against spending more was to show us what others earn. My employer was in for a big surprise. I don't know what the figures they saw were, but I've seen the new offer.
Instead of 306 euros per week (34 per day, double at weekends, and also national holidays), the new offer works out at 760 euros per week as a base rate, where any actual call is pro-rated on a multiple of hourly rate for each hour or part hour. And the calculation adds 100 euros extra for a holiday instead of 34 euros, as above via the "doubling".
I know that this is supposed to make me feel good about my employer's new generosity. But I just feel sick as a parrot, realising how much my willingness to just go along with things and get stuff done has been abused for five years.
hederaivy comments that still I often work 11 to 13 hour days. I'm working from home today; that's one small advantage to this job; but if I didn't work for a company which immediately docked salary for sick days (reclaimable under some circumstances at the end of the financial year) I'd probably have taken some time off work for my current injuries, and not have been making up the hours after the last time that I was down with a bad lurgy. I'm working from home and wondering why I'm bothering, after the hours which I've already put in this week.
I keep telling myself that I should be angry. That's not something that I've done before, but I'm telling myself this because I think that instead I'm about to cry, at my own stupidity and the abuse of that.