Killer Queen
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I work at Radioshack. The pay is good, and although it requires a hell of a lot of customer service, I like my job.
Or maybe I should say I did.
Around this past June, I worked at a store that was almost seventy miles from my house, meaning a good one hour drive each and every day. I had previously been living in the area, but moved back due to some medical conditions. Well, my old boss was horrible about taking vacations every other week, particularly around this time of the month. At the time, I was also a candidate to go into the Assistant Store Manager program, and was working hard to get the title. My boss informs me that he will be gone a week, and that he expects me to keep everything up while he's gone. Basically, as per usual, his job as well as mine got pushed off on me. To add to that factor, one other associate got a leave of vacation as well (he was a keyholder and full-time associate) leaving me and one other person with the ability to open and close the store. The problem came in with the other person, who was in school, couldn't work Tuesdays or Wednesdays at all. My boss screwed up the schedule for that week while he was gone by having me working three days in a row, open 'till close. That's 12 hours each day. Well, all in all, I started getting stressed. 12 hour work days, and a 2 hour drive each day didn't make me happy at all. It also didn't help that I was getting home at 12 (leaving the store at 10:30pm to 11:00), then having to get back up at 7:00am to leave at 8:00 to get to the store by 9:00.
Two days before my birthday, I had a really bad anxiety attack. I've always had an anxiety disorder, but this one was completely different. This one involved convulsions. I was hospitalized for a few days, and they thought they would have to make me an inpatient at a center to test medications and the effects on me... However, they decided against it and let me see doctors over the span of four months.
Well, after the attack, and after getting out of the hospital, I put in my two weeks notice for the company. However, my boss talked me out of it, and talked me into transferring to a store closer to home. The manager at the store in Meridian (thirty minutes from my house) agreed to take me.
Now I'm working here. Things got way better for a while... and now suddenly, they are bullshit, all over again.
Today, I got blamed for something I didn't even do, which was bullshit. It had started over a stock transfer that was supposed to be going to another store. I had the label and the product, but I didn't get to send it out because we got busy. I forgot about it, and granted, he had every right to be a little bit upset because I didn't finish that. In fact, he called me on my off day, fussed at me a bit, and then told me not to touch it, he would take care of it. When he brought it up to me today, however, it was because we had an inventory loss in the product that I was supposed to send out, and he blames me for not creating the stock transfer. He told me not to touch it. Then, to add on to that, he started fussing at me because the product had supposedly sat there a week before he called me about it. Bullshit. It was there a day.
Also, he had a couseling session with me because my profit turn was low for the month of October. Well, granted I was involved in the theater that month. However, if he would look around at what I'm actually doing (which is cleaning up after everyone else's petty bullshit) then maybe he would see WHY I'm not bringing in the sales. It's funny how he will chide me for not bringing in money, but I'm doing other aspects of the job quite well, but he won't say a word to the girl who cheated another associate out of a sale.
Go figure.
EDIT::
I just realized this thread is a great nomination for "the many uses of the word bullshit."
:rofl:
Or maybe I should say I did.
Around this past June, I worked at a store that was almost seventy miles from my house, meaning a good one hour drive each and every day. I had previously been living in the area, but moved back due to some medical conditions. Well, my old boss was horrible about taking vacations every other week, particularly around this time of the month. At the time, I was also a candidate to go into the Assistant Store Manager program, and was working hard to get the title. My boss informs me that he will be gone a week, and that he expects me to keep everything up while he's gone. Basically, as per usual, his job as well as mine got pushed off on me. To add to that factor, one other associate got a leave of vacation as well (he was a keyholder and full-time associate) leaving me and one other person with the ability to open and close the store. The problem came in with the other person, who was in school, couldn't work Tuesdays or Wednesdays at all. My boss screwed up the schedule for that week while he was gone by having me working three days in a row, open 'till close. That's 12 hours each day. Well, all in all, I started getting stressed. 12 hour work days, and a 2 hour drive each day didn't make me happy at all. It also didn't help that I was getting home at 12 (leaving the store at 10:30pm to 11:00), then having to get back up at 7:00am to leave at 8:00 to get to the store by 9:00.
Two days before my birthday, I had a really bad anxiety attack. I've always had an anxiety disorder, but this one was completely different. This one involved convulsions. I was hospitalized for a few days, and they thought they would have to make me an inpatient at a center to test medications and the effects on me... However, they decided against it and let me see doctors over the span of four months.
Well, after the attack, and after getting out of the hospital, I put in my two weeks notice for the company. However, my boss talked me out of it, and talked me into transferring to a store closer to home. The manager at the store in Meridian (thirty minutes from my house) agreed to take me.
Now I'm working here. Things got way better for a while... and now suddenly, they are bullshit, all over again.
Today, I got blamed for something I didn't even do, which was bullshit. It had started over a stock transfer that was supposed to be going to another store. I had the label and the product, but I didn't get to send it out because we got busy. I forgot about it, and granted, he had every right to be a little bit upset because I didn't finish that. In fact, he called me on my off day, fussed at me a bit, and then told me not to touch it, he would take care of it. When he brought it up to me today, however, it was because we had an inventory loss in the product that I was supposed to send out, and he blames me for not creating the stock transfer. He told me not to touch it. Then, to add on to that, he started fussing at me because the product had supposedly sat there a week before he called me about it. Bullshit. It was there a day.
Also, he had a couseling session with me because my profit turn was low for the month of October. Well, granted I was involved in the theater that month. However, if he would look around at what I'm actually doing (which is cleaning up after everyone else's petty bullshit) then maybe he would see WHY I'm not bringing in the sales. It's funny how he will chide me for not bringing in money, but I'm doing other aspects of the job quite well, but he won't say a word to the girl who cheated another associate out of a sale.
Go figure.
EDIT::
I just realized this thread is a great nomination for "the many uses of the word bullshit."
:rofl:
