I soooo need a new job

[Jaena]

***warning - swearing most likely ahead - warning - major typo alert - warning***

*note written after all of this was written: Wow. I feel better now. Beware of whining, changing perspective, and general bitching.*

I love what I do at work. I really do. However, I work with teh worst group of menopausal bitches in teh whole world. In my department, there are three women over 45, me (age 22) and my male department head (late 20s I think). We always joke about how my DH is stuck in charge of three women in menopause and then me, the crazy ADHD one who forgets where she is half the time. Lately, though, it seems that the evil monster of older lady development has taken control of my department.

The oldest one, from here on called C, is 50. She's got a lot of back issues and such, which is to be expected. Also, being treated like I'm about five is to be expected. We had an issue a few weeks ago where she grabbed my hand and held it under somethign much like a dog getting its face rubbed in a spot where it's peeed (how many e's are in that word?). I told management. Then the second oldest, who is liek 48, now called B, confronts me the next day I worked saying that I overreacted and threw C under the bus.

I was confused. All I had said was I didn't appreciate her grabbing my hand and disciplining me liek that.

Now enter evil psychotic bitch T. Around 45 I think, she has been with teh company about six months or so. She seemed astounded that I've only been in the department two weeks longer than she's been with the company when we talked abotu it today.

Back in August, she messed up her back. Or something. We don't know. Since then, or rather since like Septemeber sometime, she claimed to only be able to work 5 hours at a time at most, on doctor's orders. She never brought in a note saying this, but got her limited schedule. Whatever. She calls out close to once a week. At least. And bitches because she gets scheduled for 24 hours while everyone else gets 36-40. Try showing up when your'e scheduled. She is a professional painter on the side, helping with her boyfriend's business (which I think is a conflict of interest, but that's just me). She gets pissy when she has to do any extra work. We have certain areas in teh department we are responsible for. Mine is the spray paint, brush on Rustoleum, tape, glue, sandpaper, scrapers and such, spackle, and textured paint. One whole side of the center of our three aisles. C's is the Minwax, the clipstrips, the clear finishes, and whatever else tickles her fancy at the moment. B's is the applicators and paper products (one whole side of our interior paint aisle). Our DH takes most resposibility for the paint itself, and the caulking. Because he used to work in lumber, and is just stronger and less pikely to injure himself than we are.

T has two bays. less than 16 feet in length total. She straightens the shelves. Good job. However, the OVERHEADS are atrocious. She has stuff stacked willy-nilly in teh overheads. Has put stuff in front of non-matching product. Things are in teh wrong bays. She put flammable products in teh spray paint overhead (big no-no for safety reasons... if it isn't Rustoleum, it doesn't go in those three bays) And she bitches about not being able to find product. I have stood and WATCHED as she buried stuff in teh back of the overhead. Sooooooo, who gets the task of fixing the overheads? ME! The one who has to fix the hazard issue in teh spray paint, and can't put the paint stripper where it belongs because she over-packed her overhead, and there's tons of space on her shelves. I clean her overheads at least once a month. Our counts in those two bays are off because of her. We think we're out of stuff because of her "organization skills".

She treats me like I'm a slug. Today she got mad because it took me over 5 hours ot take care of a haz-mat issue (daily cleaning of certain containers... not MY fault she left 22 of them for me to clean). She pitched a fit. Went and even had a cry. Because that meant she had more to do tonight. OH NOES! WORK! She went to moving a few cases of paint to behind our desk where we keep them for easy access when we're busy. I am just finishing with a customer, saying goodbye and stuff, when I hear to the side "I can't do this by myself. I threw my back out the other day."

And? The shelf was full enough. I've been essentially by myself even AFTER you got here because you hid in teh aisles, destroying the overheads. Touching C's Minwax, which she is VERY protective of. Telling me I'm immature. And that I don't do my job right because I had to spend over 5 hours cleaning haz-mat. It's not my fault our DH is in training all week, B is in a different department for the month, and C is off today, and out most of this week ANYWAY. Screw you, bitch. Try helping customers with me. Maybe then I'll feel bad for you. You DIDN'T throw out your back. I've seen you every day this week. Throwing it out doesn't fix in a couple hours. My parents have both done it. My fiance has done it. It cripples you. I merely tweaked my back the other night picking up my son. And it hurt like hell. Thats somethign else you don't have to worry about. I have to go home to a 2 year old who doesn't understand what "Momma can't pick you up, she hurt her back" means. You just have a boyfriend who spoils you rotten.

She got her vacation that ended up screwing over the department, even though she didn't submit it in time for the schedule. The policy is posted on teh door. In teh schedule book. Request at least three weeks ahead of time. You were told when you got hiredd to do that. You were told that vcacations in December and the beginning of January should reall ybe put in before November. And THEN you didn't show up on your first day due back! You called out again! And Yesterday when I came to see if anyone knew how C was doing, you said you needed to hurry up and see the DH to get a request for the 25th in. The schedule being written this week. Because your grandson's birthday is that day. Too damn bad. You're gonna miss it. Liek I said, my parents' anniversary is that day, and I already GOT my request in. For the whoel weekend. And whining isn't going to help you. I CANNOT give you the day off and work that day. I have no sitter. It's an anniversary present to my parents, who watch my son everytime I have to stay late to cover for you callign out or needing the day off. It's my turn bitch. Cover for me. You owe me for all the times I've covered.

Plus, when it comes to customizing colors after they've been mixed, I'm better at it than her, and she doesn't seem to appreciate that. Cuz she's been a professional painter for over 20 years, and she sucks with color. Whereas I have only ever painted PART of a room, and worked with paint for 6 months, and am better with color than you'll EVER be.

[Silver Adept]

Coworkers can be the bane of your existence sometimes. At other times, they're pretty good. If you don't like the environments you're in, have you asked the DH to keep an eye or two out for this kind of behavior?

[Jaena]

Well, as far as having the DH keep an eye on it, he spoke to me the other day about how he could sense in teh last few weeks a growing tension between us. It didn't help that the entire department was falling on our shoulders because of C's health and DH's new baby and training requirements.

However, I no longer have to deal with her.

As she informed me on Friday, Saturday was her last day. She was granted benefits from social security because of her neck, migraines, lower back pain, fibro something and being bipolar. And on doctor's orders, was to stop working ASAP. On Friday I had told her to take care and stuff, hope everythign turned out well for her. Told her it sucked that she couldn't finish things out, but whatever, some things are beyond our control. So, Saturday I went in to close, did not see her because she left at 10 and I came in at 1. (hence the goodbyes on Friday) It was EXTREMELY busy, as I was the only one there. They had C teaching orientation unexpectedly, and the person who covered from 10 to 1 wasn't from our department and had to run back to his own when I got there.

Later on Saturday, when it died down, I went to our little checklist thing for tasks we're supposed to do throughout the day. She had written her goodbye note in there, which was no surprise. What DID come as a bit of a shock was the note itself.

Hey guys,
Sorry I have to leave with so little warning. I wish I could stay, but I can't. B, C, you two are the best, I hope you never change. DH, you're a great department head, keep up the good work. You're going to go far. I wish I could finish what I'm scheduled for, but teh doc says no. I will stop in and visit you sometime.
Good luck to you,
T

While I severely dislike her, it still came as a bit of a shock that she would so directly leave me out of this. I was actually stunned. All the times she told me I was being immature and should drop things that didn't matter to her were leading up to this.

AS my honey said when I told him,

Good riddance.

[Silver Adept]

Hrm. Well, hopefully the work environment improves, then, with the major aggravation gone.

[FawkesFyre]

It sounds like things might improve now that one of them is gone. The job I had previously to this one was something like that with all the backstabbing and women...I had a psycho manager back then too who was a woman who had a vendetta for me.

Things do get better.

[Jaena]

It turns out that when I went in today, my DH had thrown away the note in hopes that I hadn't seen it yet so it wouldn't irritate me any more than I already was with her. We discussed it, and he was like "Now, seriously, you don't liek her anyway. Would you have mentioned her if it were you?"

To which the response was "I'd either at least mention her as well or mention nobody at all by name"

He was so disappointed that he hadn't gotten to it first. It was actually brought to his attention by the ASM who isn't OUR ASM.

[FawkesFyre]

Wow!

I think you handled that perfectly. But it says a lot if your DH was told about it from the ASM from another department!

I think her note just sealed her fate if she ever decides she wants to come back.

[Jaena]

Well, we don't HAVE an ASM right now, to be honest. Ours got moved to Operations when our Ops ASM went to a different store.

I was talking about it with someone else (who was teh first to tell me that there was a "war" between T and I), and she was thrilled that T had made such a huge mistake. Because nobody really liked T, since she called out all of the time and screwed over ALL of us...