Lord I Was Born A Ramblin (Wo)Man
Yup...it's time for one of my famous rambling posts. I expect this one to go every which way, so pay attention!
First off...huge apologies for leaving someone notable off of my shout out list from WHC. How could I not mention Markus? Or as he's known in writing circles as, M.J. Euringer. His surprise appearance on Saturday literally MADE my weekend. I've missed you so much, man! I'm SO happy you came out to hang! I was grumpy as hell until you showed up! Thank you for keeping me sane!
And I also forgot to mention my exciting venture to find a Dunkin Donuts. We needed lots o' boxes of coffee for the hospitality suite, so I was told to go to the D&D on 8th Ave. I brought along fellow committee member, Mary SanGiovanni, and volunteer extraordinaires, Greg F. and Feo Amante. After walking in circles for 45 minutes without any luck, we stopped into a Duane Read to ask for directions. We were told it was next to Flashdancers...that was on Broadway, not 8th. So we continued on our way but still couldn't seem to find the place. So upon Feo's uring, we headed to the Hello Deli (made famous by David Letterman) to find out if they had large amounts of coffee. They had coffee yes, but not large boxes of it. They did, however point us right to the D&D. It was INSIDE a Roy Rogers, and the sign was not lit up. It was right across the street the whole time. So...after an hour of walking around aimlessly we went in. Bad news...someone had JUST come in and bought all of their coffee. We would have to wait at least a half hour while they brewed some more. So we did. Approximately 2 hours after we left for our coffee mission, we returned with 5 boxes of joe for the hospitality suite. While cleaning up the suite that night, we found that only one box had even been opened. Sigh.
In other news, remember how I've been wanting to go to full-time? Remember how my job was being a huge pain in the ass about it? Well, a couple of weeks ago my co-worker in the Randolph branch told me they were going to have an opening as of May 1st. I went in for an interview, and was basically told I had the job. The manager just had to get together with my manager to figure out when they could do the transfer. And Meghan was happy.
Last Monday, my day off, my assistant manager calls me and asks if I would mind stopping in to talk to her and my manager. I figured it would be about when I was going to transger. Instead, they tell me that they really needed me in this branch and that instead of having 2 full-timers and 2 part-timers, they were going to make it so that there were just 3 full-timers. They really wanted me to stay. Of course, no part-timers means that all the full-timers have to take turns working nights and weekends. I was really looking forward to getting those back. They told me to think about it and to let them know by Friday.
I came home and did a lot of thinking. I decided that I would be happier in Randolph, work less weekends, and have more opportunity for growth there. On Wednesday I told my assistant manager, who then hinted that it may not really be my choice. So I called our Regional Market Manager and expressed my concerns and desires to her. She basically referred me back to my manager but made sure to add that in order to be successful with this company, you need to do what's best for the bank. Hmmmm. The next day my Regional Operations Officer was in the branch. So I talked to him, again expressing my concerns and desires. He had the same speech. Later in the day my manager came in and I told him what I had told the others. He gave me the same speech. I need to do what's best for the company, and right now they need me here in Parsippany. I need to do the professional thing and suck it up. Whatfuckingever. Don't tell me I have a choice and then tell me no! They should have said from the getgo that I HAD to stay here. So, now they've pissed me off. I am DONE.
I sent out a few resumes yesterday, I will send more out today. For the crap they pay me here, I can get this ANYWHERE. So they've screwed themselves. They don't want to lose me...well, they have. I refuse to be treated like this. I worked a hell job for 3 years where I worked my ass off for nothing. No respect, no appreciation, nothing. I WILL NOT go through that again. If this is the way this company works they can kiss my ass. Successful companies are made up of happy employees. It's in their best interest to keep us happy! I saw it happen to another co-worker. They yanked her from her branch where she loved her job and her co-workers. She cried and begged not to be pulled from there, but they didn't care. I can't work for people like that.
So I'm hitting up the NYC publishers first. I know it's a long-shot, but what the hell. If I don't hear from them (and I won't) I'll just get a job as a receptionist or something somewhere. I just hope I can find something soon.
Well, I intended this post to be a full-on ramble, but it's already quite long and it's taken me hours to do since I keep getting interupted by work. So I think it's best that I just leave it at that. Hopefully I'll get a chance to post more tomorrow. Until then, as Jerry Springer would say...be good to yourself...and each other.
First off...huge apologies for leaving someone notable off of my shout out list from WHC. How could I not mention Markus? Or as he's known in writing circles as, M.J. Euringer. His surprise appearance on Saturday literally MADE my weekend. I've missed you so much, man! I'm SO happy you came out to hang! I was grumpy as hell until you showed up! Thank you for keeping me sane!
And I also forgot to mention my exciting venture to find a Dunkin Donuts. We needed lots o' boxes of coffee for the hospitality suite, so I was told to go to the D&D on 8th Ave. I brought along fellow committee member, Mary SanGiovanni, and volunteer extraordinaires, Greg F. and Feo Amante. After walking in circles for 45 minutes without any luck, we stopped into a Duane Read to ask for directions. We were told it was next to Flashdancers...that was on Broadway, not 8th. So we continued on our way but still couldn't seem to find the place. So upon Feo's uring, we headed to the Hello Deli (made famous by David Letterman) to find out if they had large amounts of coffee. They had coffee yes, but not large boxes of it. They did, however point us right to the D&D. It was INSIDE a Roy Rogers, and the sign was not lit up. It was right across the street the whole time. So...after an hour of walking around aimlessly we went in. Bad news...someone had JUST come in and bought all of their coffee. We would have to wait at least a half hour while they brewed some more. So we did. Approximately 2 hours after we left for our coffee mission, we returned with 5 boxes of joe for the hospitality suite. While cleaning up the suite that night, we found that only one box had even been opened. Sigh.
In other news, remember how I've been wanting to go to full-time? Remember how my job was being a huge pain in the ass about it? Well, a couple of weeks ago my co-worker in the Randolph branch told me they were going to have an opening as of May 1st. I went in for an interview, and was basically told I had the job. The manager just had to get together with my manager to figure out when they could do the transfer. And Meghan was happy.
Last Monday, my day off, my assistant manager calls me and asks if I would mind stopping in to talk to her and my manager. I figured it would be about when I was going to transger. Instead, they tell me that they really needed me in this branch and that instead of having 2 full-timers and 2 part-timers, they were going to make it so that there were just 3 full-timers. They really wanted me to stay. Of course, no part-timers means that all the full-timers have to take turns working nights and weekends. I was really looking forward to getting those back. They told me to think about it and to let them know by Friday.
I came home and did a lot of thinking. I decided that I would be happier in Randolph, work less weekends, and have more opportunity for growth there. On Wednesday I told my assistant manager, who then hinted that it may not really be my choice. So I called our Regional Market Manager and expressed my concerns and desires to her. She basically referred me back to my manager but made sure to add that in order to be successful with this company, you need to do what's best for the bank. Hmmmm. The next day my Regional Operations Officer was in the branch. So I talked to him, again expressing my concerns and desires. He had the same speech. Later in the day my manager came in and I told him what I had told the others. He gave me the same speech. I need to do what's best for the company, and right now they need me here in Parsippany. I need to do the professional thing and suck it up. Whatfuckingever. Don't tell me I have a choice and then tell me no! They should have said from the getgo that I HAD to stay here. So, now they've pissed me off. I am DONE.
I sent out a few resumes yesterday, I will send more out today. For the crap they pay me here, I can get this ANYWHERE. So they've screwed themselves. They don't want to lose me...well, they have. I refuse to be treated like this. I worked a hell job for 3 years where I worked my ass off for nothing. No respect, no appreciation, nothing. I WILL NOT go through that again. If this is the way this company works they can kiss my ass. Successful companies are made up of happy employees. It's in their best interest to keep us happy! I saw it happen to another co-worker. They yanked her from her branch where she loved her job and her co-workers. She cried and begged not to be pulled from there, but they didn't care. I can't work for people like that.
So I'm hitting up the NYC publishers first. I know it's a long-shot, but what the hell. If I don't hear from them (and I won't) I'll just get a job as a receptionist or something somewhere. I just hope I can find something soon.
Well, I intended this post to be a full-on ramble, but it's already quite long and it's taken me hours to do since I keep getting interupted by work. So I think it's best that I just leave it at that. Hopefully I'll get a chance to post more tomorrow. Until then, as Jerry Springer would say...be good to yourself...and each other.
posted by Meghan at 9:51 AM
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