So, along with owning and operating a business, I am a working dog. I work for a big giant corporation whom I'm actually legally forbidden to mention by name in an publicly accessible blog
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If she's below you, I would fire her. If she's above you and you are unable to fire her I would go to your superiors and exaplain the situation. Explain to them that you are tired of not being treated right and that eventhough you have asked for said Mondays off, that you don't get them. And say that you are willing to quit to get them.
Or you can pull the religion card. Say that your religion *forbids* you to work on Mondays. If they force you to work on Mondays from then on out that it could lead to lawsuit.
Companies are great and money is great too. But you have to decide what is worth more; your happiness or money.
This post actually solidified my conviction enough to talk to my Manager about it, and things may improve. Assuming she doesn't 'forget' we discussed the 'mondays thing' again, that is.
As for the actual scheduling itself, it might actually be my responsibility now, since the underling in question quit yesterday. I still won't get away with every monday off though, i bet. :P
Other than just being a dick about it (see: saying you want Monday's off, if you get scheduled, not showing up, etc.) They wont fire you for missing a shift/not picking up your phone/etc, but you'll probably get in trouble, which usually forces people to have to confront the greater problem.
Do you guys have a union? I'd say file a grievance. Those union fuckers know there stuff.
Either way, you're getting some long-distance-fuzzy-shoulder-rubs. ^^
If I gave my two week notice, my boss would commit hari kari. Or cry and have an emotional break down at the very least. So my value is pretty obvious, which makes them eager to please me (to the tune of oh-you're-getting-a-raise-to-go-with-you're-$1300-bonus-how-nice) which makes the moday thing even stranger, IMO.
Yeah, 'put up with it and bide my time' is pretty much the best bet, and obviously the one I went with, as I'm still working there. Managed two modays off in a row tho', so maybe it'll get better eventually
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I am basically a child of privilege, so I've got certain ethics drilled into me. (Though I came to it late. My mother married into the elite when I was 12. I remember a very different life, unlike my little brother.) Growing up in privilege comes with its own set of psychological problems, including the recognition that those problems look ridiculous from the perspective of the great mass of people who are not privileged.
Reading my last post, I sound like my parents. I believe what I said, at a certain level. But deeper down, I share your doubts. I'd like to see a very different world from this one. Many days I don't know why I get out of bed, except that I want to see N. and my future children (still trying!) have the best.
I too was a good kid... well, sort of. I rebelled passively. I did all the right things, and yet my teachers and parents loathed me. The difference between now and then is that I'm much better at hiding my attitude. (Or rather, I actually attempt to hide it now.)
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Or you can pull the religion card. Say that your religion *forbids* you to work on Mondays. If they force you to work on Mondays from then on out that it could lead to lawsuit.
Companies are great and money is great too. But you have to decide what is worth more; your happiness or money.
*hugs*
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As for the actual scheduling itself, it might actually be my responsibility now, since the underling in question quit yesterday. I still won't get away with every monday off though, i bet. :P
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Do you guys have a union? I'd say file a grievance. Those union fuckers know there stuff.
Either way, you're getting some long-distance-fuzzy-shoulder-rubs. ^^
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And no, no union (at least not for this branch of the larger corporation).
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Reading my last post, I sound like my parents. I believe what I said, at a certain level. But deeper down, I share your doubts. I'd like to see a very different world from this one. Many days I don't know why I get out of bed, except that I want to see N. and my future children (still trying!) have the best.
I too was a good kid... well, sort of. I rebelled passively. I did all the right things, and yet my teachers and parents loathed me. The difference between now and then is that I'm much better at hiding my attitude. (Or rather, I actually attempt to hide it now.)
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