The husband/wife owners of the furniture store I work at are on vacation. They have taken our finisher with them. They have done this on the week that I have a $40,000 delivery and a $20,000 pickup. The finishers is in a state of chaos, and my storage portable has been packed to its tits holding these two orders. On top of these two huge orders I have the regular deliveries and pickups to arrange. Without the owners there to help out I have worked… well, loading the truck this morning would be my 11th day straight at work. Oh, yeah, I’ve been sick since last Saturday.
Although I have been at work each day since Feb. 1st, I haven’t spent every single day there for the whole 8 hours. I’ve come in late and left early a few days. This has been because, obviously, I’m sick and already working more than anybody else. I figure this is fair. (I’ll come in at 10:00 if I worked 13.5 hours the day previous. I don’t fucking care. Neither does anybody else except the insane control General Manager.)
Yesterday, the store’s General Manager asks when she starts her shift (I’ve already been there since 7:30 loading two different trucks) if I’m about to go home. “No, unfortunately, I still have paperwork to do,” I respond. “Fine. But before you leave we need to chat.” I know this isn’t going to be a friendly chat, you know how you can just tell.
So, anyway, I do my work and finally get ready to leave around noon. She takes me into her office and after some pleasantries begins with, “I feel like you’ve been leaving me out of the loop. I am the General Manager here, I know more than you and need to know what you’re doing. I am in charge of staff. When you need staff to do something for yourself, you come through me. I’ve been noticing more and more of this recently.”
Honestly, I just starred at her blinking. No response, nothing, I just sat there emotionless with a dumb/exhausted look on my face, blinking. Her examples included, and were limited to, me giving a “do-to” list to a co-worker, for another co-worker, instead of giving it to her to give to him. Second example was that I took a phone call, where the caller ask specifically for the owners, and told them nobody at the store could answer their question. The first example, she is right, I should have given the list to her. I apologized for that. The second? hun? I should direct all phone calls to people not there to HER?! The only thing that could account for the “I’ve been noticing more and more of this” is the fact that I’ve been liberal with my hour works. She likes routine and people doing things her way.
I didn’t lose it when she was saying this. I thought about it. I really did. I really thought like telling her that after Monday the law requires I receive 48 hours OFF work and that she could drive the truck to do the required pickups, dropoffs, and also co-ordinate the weeks deliveries. Instead, I just sat there. Half of my sitting was pure exhaustion. Half of it was disbelief. I’ve just worked 10 days straight and she is giving me a verbal warning?! No, “thanks for the extra effort this week Spezza! Those two orders would never have been complete unless you put in the extra hours. Thank you. Oh, by the way, do you mind confirming things with me. I’m feeling left out of the game plan here. Also, I know you normally don’t deal with store staff, but remember I am in charge of staff and would like all things go through me. Thanks.”
I haven’t decided if when I see her again to accuse her of leaving me out of the loop, or just to drop the matter. (In four months she has never told me of a single delivery coming into my storage area. Never told me when leather is being delivered. I found out she just writes in on a calendar. Never told me about a mattress delivery. Never told me of a decor delivery.) The smart thing is to drop the matter. I’ve never been known to do the smart thing, however, when a stupid boss pisses me off. I fear my career in the furniture business is about to be finished.