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words of encouragement
Mar. 31st, 2021 11:33 pmAt work this morning Pauline stopped by my cube. "I heard something about you." I nodded warily. "Good for you!"
I adore her.She's about my Mom's age and has worked in offices her whole career. She's not at all shy about saying this place is just awful, like no place she's ever worked. She says it's gotten worse since we've moved up to the third floor. I'm not surprised. I knew Michelle was going to use the move as a way to exert more control. She thinks we'd all be slackers if given half a chance. Pauline had a different explanation. We' re way behind where we should be on work in the mailroom. Many levels of managers are pushing on our managers to get caught up. But we are grossly understaffed and they're having a difficult time getting new people in. They've only managed to hire three new people in the last few months and two have already left for other jobs. Yesterday I commented that I felt like a rat abandoning a sinking ship. I meant I was hoping to get out before COVID struck the office but I think I may have been spot on in other ways as well.
They have me running the machine that folds letters into envelopes. All day. It'd be awful if I stood all day as I'm supposed to (another of Michelle's great ideas) but I sit for large batches (300 or more letters). So my feet are a bit achy but I'm not exhausted. The other person trained on this machine quit over the weekend. At first I thought they were printing so much to get as much folding done before I leave which makes sense as they'll have to train someone new. But we always have large batches going out at the end of the month so that's part of it too.
Today I started to feel excited about leaving. I decided to leave after I saw the CDC director's message. That was Monday night / Tuesday morning (after midnight). I was up to 3 that morning so I was running on little sleep and felt numb more than anything. Today, caught up on sleep, I'm starting to feel excited and happy.
I adore her.She's about my Mom's age and has worked in offices her whole career. She's not at all shy about saying this place is just awful, like no place she's ever worked. She says it's gotten worse since we've moved up to the third floor. I'm not surprised. I knew Michelle was going to use the move as a way to exert more control. She thinks we'd all be slackers if given half a chance. Pauline had a different explanation. We' re way behind where we should be on work in the mailroom. Many levels of managers are pushing on our managers to get caught up. But we are grossly understaffed and they're having a difficult time getting new people in. They've only managed to hire three new people in the last few months and two have already left for other jobs. Yesterday I commented that I felt like a rat abandoning a sinking ship. I meant I was hoping to get out before COVID struck the office but I think I may have been spot on in other ways as well.
They have me running the machine that folds letters into envelopes. All day. It'd be awful if I stood all day as I'm supposed to (another of Michelle's great ideas) but I sit for large batches (300 or more letters). So my feet are a bit achy but I'm not exhausted. The other person trained on this machine quit over the weekend. At first I thought they were printing so much to get as much folding done before I leave which makes sense as they'll have to train someone new. But we always have large batches going out at the end of the month so that's part of it too.
Today I started to feel excited about leaving. I decided to leave after I saw the CDC director's message. That was Monday night / Tuesday morning (after midnight). I was up to 3 that morning so I was running on little sleep and felt numb more than anything. Today, caught up on sleep, I'm starting to feel excited and happy.