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Happy Mother's Day :) I want a new job
May. 8th, 2022 06:14 amWell, here we are again.....my once PERFECT position that valued my ability to bounce back and forth between sides of the warehouse; one being the branded merchandise- bumper stickers/t shirts etc/farmer education materials and shipping that product, between the OTHER side filled with event property, all the things needed for an event like tables, table covers, appliances/coffee makers, Nesco roasters, utensils etc....
has turned into my literal hell that I dread walking into every day. What has changed? The state of the world, and my environment and people around me.
What was once a place teaming with vibrant, creative women and men, where my talent and computer ability was valued is now just me (a short/not very physically strong female) and two grumpy opinionated men on the door to retirement (and who have never had to work on the events side at all until last coworker left pre-covid).
I refuse to live my last 10 working years NOT doing something I'm excited to be doing, where I'm excited to learn and being totally engaged in my work and the co-op. So I have #1, applied for a position in our Retail store. The only thing about the position is that I'd have to give my library job up and probably take a pay cut, and I definitely don't want that.
But Friday was an awful day. The floor had been swept, Bryan used the scrubber, I finished the tool kits and put them back (general office tool kits you can order for event use with everything you may need),we finished washing and folding all laundry, we received our shipment of new roasters that I made new boxes for, washed the inner pans and lids so I can cook off the "new" on monday for general event use, and we were at a relative stand still.....at our computers doing training or whatever. Fridays are generally really slow.
Kevin had his work plan check in and left for the day after this, so it was just Bryan and me, plus boss. Boss went out the door, and when he came in, totally blew up at Bryan and I, that there were "so many orders that haven't been reviewed and orders to pull, it shouldn't all be up to KEVIN!".
Ummmm, like.....WHAT? Yes, there are orders for the week after next so they don't set off flags and we generally don't pull an order till a couple days before it's to be picked up....we only have so many carts and so much floor space. But obviously something has changed in the process that I wan't aware of. I've worked in that fucking warehouse 10 FUCKING YEARS and I guess you learn something new every day.
But it made me burst into instant humiliating tears. And proceed to pull the entirety of a regional meeting order while Bryan pulled the little orders. All carts are overflowing with shit at this moment and I walked out the door in tears and sat in my car and cried a bit before making my way to the store for milk on the way out of town. Why is it that I can't keep my composure when angry? Why is my first reaction to cry?
Anyway, I decided right then and there that I have GOT to get out of this department before it makes me sick. I will never have a voice among the men. I do not have experience to rely on (in their minds). Even though boss TELLS me I'm the one with experience, I "should know" what needs to be done and since the process is so completely different because it's essentially made by the men, I am always micromanaged and never fulfilling expectations. Even when I try to talk to boss in MY work plan review, that I offer to help when Kevin is looking for something inventory-wise, he's too proud and stubborn to ever actually ASK for assistance or accept when I ask him if I can help. But boss simply turned it around on ME and what I'm doing wrong. I will never have a voice. Friday, I was even ready to look outside the co-op for a new job, as a Mother's Day gift to myself.
But when I stopped into the store, I saw an old coworker "cube neighbor". She was Consumer Relations when I was Retail Telemarketing. But now she's in Farmer Relations. I asked her if there were any positions opening in her department and she said that there will be one in a couple of weeks; in Membership Services- my goal department from years ago!!!! The only reason I've never applied is because there's never been an opening!!!
This department is one I actually help every month with the monthly mailings. Collating, stuffing envelopes, I've helped with the Annual Report every year. Totally supporting the farmers....and it's all women, and one (gay) man. I've worked with the boss in the past on shadowing opportunities.....and I feel like the universe just swept in and gave me an answer. Even yesterday at the library, the "most difficult" board member came in (as he regularly does) and handed me a magnetic bookmark from our mental health display that reads, "the best is yet to come".
Am I to be one of the millions leaving their job because of a toxic work environment? Maybe once....I'll be AT that Membership Services table at Annual Meeting and not simply moving the shit and setting it up. Ready for change.
has turned into my literal hell that I dread walking into every day. What has changed? The state of the world, and my environment and people around me.
What was once a place teaming with vibrant, creative women and men, where my talent and computer ability was valued is now just me (a short/not very physically strong female) and two grumpy opinionated men on the door to retirement (and who have never had to work on the events side at all until last coworker left pre-covid).
I refuse to live my last 10 working years NOT doing something I'm excited to be doing, where I'm excited to learn and being totally engaged in my work and the co-op. So I have #1, applied for a position in our Retail store. The only thing about the position is that I'd have to give my library job up and probably take a pay cut, and I definitely don't want that.
But Friday was an awful day. The floor had been swept, Bryan used the scrubber, I finished the tool kits and put them back (general office tool kits you can order for event use with everything you may need),we finished washing and folding all laundry, we received our shipment of new roasters that I made new boxes for, washed the inner pans and lids so I can cook off the "new" on monday for general event use, and we were at a relative stand still.....at our computers doing training or whatever. Fridays are generally really slow.
Kevin had his work plan check in and left for the day after this, so it was just Bryan and me, plus boss. Boss went out the door, and when he came in, totally blew up at Bryan and I, that there were "so many orders that haven't been reviewed and orders to pull, it shouldn't all be up to KEVIN!".
Ummmm, like.....WHAT? Yes, there are orders for the week after next so they don't set off flags and we generally don't pull an order till a couple days before it's to be picked up....we only have so many carts and so much floor space. But obviously something has changed in the process that I wan't aware of. I've worked in that fucking warehouse 10 FUCKING YEARS and I guess you learn something new every day.
But it made me burst into instant humiliating tears. And proceed to pull the entirety of a regional meeting order while Bryan pulled the little orders. All carts are overflowing with shit at this moment and I walked out the door in tears and sat in my car and cried a bit before making my way to the store for milk on the way out of town. Why is it that I can't keep my composure when angry? Why is my first reaction to cry?
Anyway, I decided right then and there that I have GOT to get out of this department before it makes me sick. I will never have a voice among the men. I do not have experience to rely on (in their minds). Even though boss TELLS me I'm the one with experience, I "should know" what needs to be done and since the process is so completely different because it's essentially made by the men, I am always micromanaged and never fulfilling expectations. Even when I try to talk to boss in MY work plan review, that I offer to help when Kevin is looking for something inventory-wise, he's too proud and stubborn to ever actually ASK for assistance or accept when I ask him if I can help. But boss simply turned it around on ME and what I'm doing wrong. I will never have a voice. Friday, I was even ready to look outside the co-op for a new job, as a Mother's Day gift to myself.
But when I stopped into the store, I saw an old coworker "cube neighbor". She was Consumer Relations when I was Retail Telemarketing. But now she's in Farmer Relations. I asked her if there were any positions opening in her department and she said that there will be one in a couple of weeks; in Membership Services- my goal department from years ago!!!! The only reason I've never applied is because there's never been an opening!!!
This department is one I actually help every month with the monthly mailings. Collating, stuffing envelopes, I've helped with the Annual Report every year. Totally supporting the farmers....and it's all women, and one (gay) man. I've worked with the boss in the past on shadowing opportunities.....and I feel like the universe just swept in and gave me an answer. Even yesterday at the library, the "most difficult" board member came in (as he regularly does) and handed me a magnetic bookmark from our mental health display that reads, "the best is yet to come".
Am I to be one of the millions leaving their job because of a toxic work environment? Maybe once....I'll be AT that Membership Services table at Annual Meeting and not simply moving the shit and setting it up. Ready for change.
