OK. Yesterday got to me. But before I get to that part, a little history:
I’ve worked for nearly 3 years as a bookkeeper/exec assistant/front end desk person for a nice little general contractor. We’ve got about 15 employees, and do both residential and commercial building, and make a pile of dough for our three business partners. I am the ONLY hourly employee in the office. Everyone else, and I mean EVERYONE else, no matter what he/she does, has a manager or owner title after their name, and is on salary. Now, I expect that. This is a small office, homeboy-owned, and everyone working here is a relative, buddy or former business acquaintance of the owner, so if he wants to hand out titles like they actually MEAN something to everyone in his circle of immediate friends/employees, it’s none of my nevermind.
But since I am HOURLY, apparently the rules for regular efficient running of the office only apply to me. I am expected to be here on time, expected to take my hour-only lunch, and expected to stay after work ONLY if asked and for the understanding that any such time will be compensated. All fine by me.
What I am NOT fine with, and what is getting out of hand, is the fact that the “Office Manager” (arbitrary title given to a 7-year employee who does nothing I would consider part of an “office manager” function) has been on time to work only a handful of times since I have started working here, and often takes hour-plus lunches, and then since I leave earlier than she does, skips out as soon as she sees I have driven off in the evening. By original agreement, I was asked to come in at 7:30 AM instead of 8 AM, and thus entitled to the “early” lunch hour. That was usurped by the “Office Manager” a year ago because she “needs to have lunch every single day with a friend of hers at the early time”. So she’s in about 8:15 or later every morning (because she knows I will be here, promptly, to cover if something is needed) and then she gets lunch at 11:30 AM.
So far, a little advantage is being taken of me, but nothing too horrible…until lately. This month, she has apparently decided that a mere hour isn’t enough for lunch with her buddy, and she has been stretching it every day into an extra 1/2 hour or more (yesterday, OVER 2 HOURS!) Then when she gets back, she tells me to “hurry up and get my lunch out of the way” so she can go run office errands (apparently that is the definition of “office manager” to her) and she often stretches these errands to completely fill up her afternoon, sometimes stopping back in and sometimes not.
You’d think I’d be happy to have her gone for the bulk of most days, and usually I am, but it is the later-and-later-in-the-afternoon lunches that are really getting to me. I have been forced to bring in snacks every day to keep me going from 7:30 to about 1:30 or later (only a problem if I want to take myself to a nice lunch occasionally & read, because I must either wait and starve, or eat something and then feel somewhat full). I cannot make plans of my own for lunch. I cannot make appointments for anytime around the noon hour because I cannot count on her. (One of the two of us must be here to answer phones per the owner, a reasonable request). And she feels she is entitled to this because she has been here for 7 years, is the “office manager”, & is on salary and thus can define her own timetables.
Did I mention that I got into trouble (a light warning, but still…) two months ago because I had had some difficulty getting into work right at 7:30 AM (getting kids off to school in the morning)? I admitted I had done “wrong”, improved completely, and yet seem to be the ONLY one subject to the rules of time in the office. I don’t want to feel resentful, but I do.
Oh, yeah—because everyone is related or buddies from way back, I have no one I can go to about her advantage-taking, without it reflecting poorly on me. Also, it is NOTICED by the other overlords that she does this, and not a word is ever said to her, or I’d see some effort on her part to stop her ridiculous hour-keeping. Instead, it gets worse and worse.
My intention is to quit this summer. I have other plans, but if I didn’t, I would likely quit anyway, and let the whole collection of overlords have it during my exit interview.
Would YOU stay, or how would you deal with this situation? The “office manager” is 28, by the way, and this is her first job (friend of the owner’s family, has been here since she was 21, etc.). Also: she’s 300 lbs., on Prozac since she was 13, and thinks the 20-year-old buddy she eats lunch with is going to fall in love with her at some point when I see zero evidence of this ever happening. I’m 49, obviously more experienced, but I sure cannot think of another way out of this without ruining the business relationship for me.
Tired of “serf-ing”,
Beck