That Whole Work-Thing…


I know I had promised you some months back that I would bring you up to date on the stuff going down at work. This is a REALLY long post, so bear with me…in fact, I am going to spread it over two and maybe three posts.

Things have changed so quickly that if I’d posted anything, I was pretty sure I would have to do retractions.

Now, if you’ve been following me for a few years, you already know a bunch of this, so please scroll through the recap. ūüėČ

START RECAP: I had been the supervisor for our facility’s Supports Service Administration department for 13 years. Three years ago my former boss, She Who Shall Not Be Named, retired and left an entire Transport department behind. I had a lot of spare time on my hands because my department basically ran itself. I wanted that Transport department badly. I went to my boss and told him I was totally ready for more responsibility, and after a year, he made me supervisor of that department, as well.

A little over a year later, he retired. New boss comes onboard. Initially? I thought this guy was the shiz. I even made him suck up bread.

If you were familiar to this point? Now is where you can pick up…

END RECAP: Boy was I wrong. This guy dangled the management carrot in front of my hungry donkey ass. Told me I could write my own ticket if I could get a new database program up and running. Sooo, I was working between 70-80 hours a week between the office and home. 

The hubs told me I needed to back off, so in late April, I put in for some much needed vacation time. I got called on the carpet, being asked did I REALLY need that time and was everything alright. I told him that, no, everything was not alright, that I was burning out and needed some time to reconnect with my personal life.

I got my week and then went back to the same ol’ same ol’. (Insert rolling eyes for “how could I be so damned stupid” here.)

I went right back to the grind, only working more from home nights and weekends. None of the “management”promises my boss had made were coming to fruition and by mid-August I was burned out, exhausted and fed the hell up. (Mom, I really wanted to use the F-word, but I know you read these. Love you!)

I emailed him from home one evening and told him that I needed the Environmental Services manager to train his supervisors to train their respective three shifts on the new database software because I thought it was unrealistic for me to be available all three shifts to train another entire department when I already had two first shift departments depending on me to manage them. That is when he shut down and put me on disregard.

It went waaaaay south from there. Per his instructions, I got us on the agenda for a nurses’ monthly meeting to introduce said program. He didn’t show up, but I did. They ate me alive. It was horrifying! 

After being chewed up and spit out repeatedly, after that meeting I retreated to my office and broke down in tears.

In my next post? What my therapist said and did, what the hubs and I did, and going back to work under new management…

Until next time…

How Does One Thank Their Mentor(s)?

This past month has been trying, professionally, to say the least.

After She Who Shall Not Be Named left our facility a couple of years ago, I reported to He Who Shall Not Be Named. And then, on September 18th, he told me he was retiring.

Seriously? Who is going to babysit me and mine, professionally? And why are you abandoning us? We are a well oiled machine!

So let me break it down.

This might be of some use to those of you that don’t think you have made a difference in anyone’s life…

I started working for She Who Will Not Be Named in July of 2001. I had been a web-geek; web server administrator, web developer and customer service professional up until the time that I was laid off in April/May of 2001. ¬†(This wasn’t too horribly long after my husband and I separated and I really, REALLY needed the money to raise those boys of mine.) I actually was able to take some of my web site clients with me, but knew, as a newly single mom of three boys, that I would need a full time job with benefits to continue to make ends meet.

I ended up interviewing for an administrative assistant position at a local healthcare facility. I think my mad typing WPM got me the job, because I had little knowledge of Excel and Word at that particular time of my life.

She Who Will Not Be Named hired me and I started working as an admin assistant on July 16, 2001, in spite of my lack of knowledge of the “regular” use of Word and Excel (I had basically used them as tools in website development at that time, in spite of what the job description asked for).

I don’t even know why SWWWBN actually hired me. I really don’t, except that I like to think that she saw¬†something in me that I didn’t see.

Don’t get me wrong. Those first few months were TOUGH! I mean¬†really tough. SWWNBN was a retired Gunnery Sergeant in the Marines. She had some issues coming into civilian work life (and I missed many of those because they happened in the year prior to my arrival), but she also had a work ethic that was second to none. And she¬†is who I got my work ethic from. Not just me, actually…A lot of us in the office. We’ve had employees go on to improve themselves and move on up to the East Side. That’s not to say things were easy. I went home in tears many afternoons. So much so that I thought I would go to school and simply become a nurse. (Except that raw meat and phlegm are to this day my undoing.) I thought that getting out from under SWWNBN would be the best course of action for me. Until I realized that it wasn’t.

A few years after I started at the job at the hospital, SWWNBN was promoted to Environmental Services Director, and I was promoted to Service Center Supervisor. I was stunned, to say the least, because, until then? Promotions had been few and far between.

When SWWNBN had to go out on a medical, we were placed under He Who Will Not Be Named (HWWNBN). I was following in She’s footsteps and if you don’t think THAT was awkward? OMG!

But, HWWNBN and I actually hit our stride and ended up being a great team. He promoted me to Supervisor, Service Center/Central Transport. How did I manage this? I used a LOT (and more) of the skills that S(he)WWNBN taught me.

All of this is supposed to let all of you (or any of  you) that have a boss that you might not immediately see eye-to-eye to, to give them a chance. They might want to test you to see that you are capable of excelling and moving forward. They might be testing you to see how you react to different scenarios.

Take the education that your supervisors give you and run with it It might just make you the best that you can be!

So for both She and He Who Will Not Be Named? I thank both of you. She for teaching me a work-ethic that can’t be beat, as well as how to be human during all of this. He for teaching me how not to take bullshit personally, because people will be how they are, and when they are pissed off at the job? (Which some people are, frequently.) It’s not about me, personally.

Now I have a new boss, who shall not be named, but will be henceforth referred to as, “The New Boss;” he is infinitely different than She and He Who Will Not Be Named. I’m still learning who he is (and training him, because I have worked for the best and now know how to train a boss, LOL), and am looking forward to the future.

So when my Work-aholic blog goes AWOL (absent without leave), it is probably because my day job is sucking up all of my time. And by sucking up, I mean I am learning something new and that  is okay. I learned from the best!

So thank you, BW and SH (aka SWWNBN and HWWNBN)! I owe both of you big-time!

Catching Up…

//hangs head in shame//

I know…Slack. Sorry. Seriously.

Just me in the hammock swing...

Just me in the hammock swing…

Work? OMG! Work has been a bear (but still somewhere I enjoy going each day…really)! I was able to get two additional positions added to my Transport Department, and after two months of meetings? It was determined that a second Courier was needed¬†in my original department¬†to pick up all the extra stops we’d acquired. This left an additional position open for Support Service Associate, because we promoted from within to fill the second Courier position.

Then there was building/re-building the new route and existing route, a bunch of interviews to hire for the available positions, budgets, new route runs (for me as a ride-along), and annual evaluations.

That was just work… (And as you can see, above? I am using my zen garden to my advantage!)

Where to hang your personal swing?

Where to hang your personal swing?

On the personal front?  We dropped another beam between the two horizontal planks on the hammock stand to accommodate my single rope swing.

I took a four day weekend over the Memorial Day holiday, and ended up doing some maternity shots for Johnny’s daughter.

The garden is going bonkers (YESSSS!) and we’ve got plants blooming left and right. I plucked my first blackberry off the vine today. *pucker* Needs more time! SOUR!

I submit to you a visual journal of the last few weeks in the yard:

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I was also asked to submit my “journey” for a web site for real people who had real results in their weigh-loss adventures, and I will be sharing more about that in a future post.

It’s been busy, but life is good!

Until next time…