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Sep. 6th, 2004 09:35 pmWell, we had the big meeting today. The big kahuna invited my boss along, so I was sat there in front of the two of them, while my boss proceeded to tell me she wasn't happy with the time I started work.
This is after, when I was first offered the job, I said I would only take it on the proviso that I could start at whatever time I felt well enough each morning, and that it might vary from day to day. IBS is an unpredictable condition. At the time they said it was fine. Now they're saying that unless I can guarantee to be there at a specific time each morning, they aren't happy. No mention of the fact I'm doing 9 hours a day with no tea breaks. There's a guy that starts at 7.30 and leaves promptly at 4.30 every day. I work longer hours than he does, yet he never gets any grief.
So I told them to stick their job, rang my old boss, and he said he would always take me back, so that's what's gonna happen. He's trying to find a position for me now. I'd like to see this new crowd try to replace me. I'm the only person in the organisation who has ever done my job, and the only one who knows how to do it. I pity the poor sod who takes my place, they'll never manage to cope with the workload. I'm so damn fast at it now, I can manage it alone on a day-to-day basis (and I replaced a team of 9 people!). Shit, I wish they'd told me straight off that the starting time would be an issue, I'd never have moved in the first place.
Now I am in the unsettling position of not knowing what the hell is going to happen to me. I don't like it. But I am looking forward to going back to where I am liked and appreciated, and where people don't judge me by my physical limitations, but by the good work I do.
I hope they find something soon, I just want to get out of there now. What a friggin mess.
This is after, when I was first offered the job, I said I would only take it on the proviso that I could start at whatever time I felt well enough each morning, and that it might vary from day to day. IBS is an unpredictable condition. At the time they said it was fine. Now they're saying that unless I can guarantee to be there at a specific time each morning, they aren't happy. No mention of the fact I'm doing 9 hours a day with no tea breaks. There's a guy that starts at 7.30 and leaves promptly at 4.30 every day. I work longer hours than he does, yet he never gets any grief.
So I told them to stick their job, rang my old boss, and he said he would always take me back, so that's what's gonna happen. He's trying to find a position for me now. I'd like to see this new crowd try to replace me. I'm the only person in the organisation who has ever done my job, and the only one who knows how to do it. I pity the poor sod who takes my place, they'll never manage to cope with the workload. I'm so damn fast at it now, I can manage it alone on a day-to-day basis (and I replaced a team of 9 people!). Shit, I wish they'd told me straight off that the starting time would be an issue, I'd never have moved in the first place.
Now I am in the unsettling position of not knowing what the hell is going to happen to me. I don't like it. But I am looking forward to going back to where I am liked and appreciated, and where people don't judge me by my physical limitations, but by the good work I do.
I hope they find something soon, I just want to get out of there now. What a friggin mess.
