a toast..... to the man i hate... and to my boss who finally came through
28.3.07
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For the past couple of days things have been going amazingly well. Two wonderful things in particular.
First, I was accepted to UofA. Very exciting. It turns out the program I completed almost a year ago at SAIT just wasn't what I had in mind. I knew that a good couple months in the program, but I wanted something that I could do for a couple years until I figured out what I REALLY wanted to do. I was always falling back on the idea of history or english. So, in the end that's what I've decided to do. It's a good thing too. I pretty much hate my job right now. I don't know if I could survive more than a year.
Hating your job is not a fun thing. It makes it a lot harder to wake-up in the mornings for one thing. It makes Mondays a lot harder too. There's nothing like that feeling of getting into work on Monday and about half hour in wishing that it were Friday. I've never had a problem with Mondays before. But now I do. Mondays are the worst days.
One of the main reasons I hate my job is because of this stupid, ignorant newfie that I work with.... actually,that I worked with. That's the other piece of wonderfulness... today he quit!!! And I know it was because of me which makes it all the sweeter. My manager called a meeting for production to announce that he had quit, and I honestly had to fight back from laughing. I was that happy.
It's understandable I suppose. To be honest, I hated the guy. I know that people always say 'hate is such a strong word.' But here's the thing, it was just strong enough to explain how I felt about him. He had an amazing talent for making me feel like trash for not knowing how to do something. No one makes me feel like that. I don't like it.
I had no previous experience going into my job. I had a diploma from SAIT for basically what I do, but 95% of what I know now I learnt on the job. I've had to learn a lot on my own. Three months in, just as I was getting comfortable, my coworker/superior quit. And I hardly knew anything at that point. I don't have anyone that I can run to and ask for help. Still, I'm not a fool though. I can gather enough information from people around me or figure things out on my own. But if a situation arises where I don't know how to do something I don't need to have it thrown in my face. Let's face it, we aren't all 40 year old men with 15-20 years experience. I haven't even been there a year. I can only learn through trial and error because who is there to correct me? Cut me some slack. And most people at work do. But this guy would not. Most days I would just roll my eyes and suck it up. I don't need to be this guys friend, I just need to work with him.
And the story comes to its climax...
Last week... for the last time (which I know now)... Todd (jerkoff's name) comes up and complains about the setup of some plates -- pretty well insinuates that I am an idiot. I couldn't take it anymore.
First off, we have these forms now where offset is supposed to fill out how they want something setup. I did my setup exactly as requested. To be fair, some important details weren't given to offset when they received the form. I have no issue with that. I would never think they were morons because they made a mistake. Even though it would have been inconvenient to me, I would have done my part again and never even flinched. It's my job. It's what I'm paid to do. Just ask me nicely. But when you act like it's my fault when it wasn't my fault... no way. I'm tired of people always refusing to accept responsibility for their errors and instead pinning it on my department. If we make mistakes, we admit to them. At least have the courtesy to do the same.
I was seconds away from marching downstairs and making a big scene but I calmed myself down. Instead, all I did was write a note that said
We do as requested on the form so if you want something done write it on the form or at least make a note that we need to come see you.
My little synopsis was much ruder than the actual version. I used more words and even though it said essentially the same thing, it was much less offensive. There was a big fuss downstairs about it though. I think my manager could sense that I was upset because I ended up being called to his office to talk about it. One thing I've learnt in the past months is not to pussyfoot around things. I'm not going to pretend that something is okay if it's not. I was straight up and said I've tried all I can do, but there's just no way to work with the guy. I try my best to just ignore him and go on with my work... but I was in a bad mood and I couldn't do it. He had caught me on a bad day. Normally I'd be the mature one. As far as I was concerned that day, he's twice my age, mature enough to get married and have kids, he can be the bigger person for once.
I was able to avoid him for close to a week. He never set foot upstairs, and he rarely answered the offset phone and I loved it. The other senior pressman (Brian) was away for most of the week following that fateful day so my manager didn't want to talk to Todd right after the incident (good thing by the sounds of it). Brian got back today, and so it seems that the talk took place... and Todd wasn't mature enough to make the changes he needed to make. So he quit.
So if you're out there Todd: Let's toast... to never seeing each other again... to you not finding a job in Calgary... to you slinking back to newfoundland where your marriage will inevitably fail... and then hopefully to your repenting your asshole ways and becoming a nicer person. Lay off the weed. Lay off the booze. You made my bloody day.
And Larry: Thanks for coming through bud. I'm sorry I ever doubted you
....... and scene
And the story comes to its climax...
Last week... for the last time (which I know now)... Todd (jerkoff's name) comes up and complains about the setup of some plates -- pretty well insinuates that I am an idiot. I couldn't take it anymore.
First off, we have these forms now where offset is supposed to fill out how they want something setup. I did my setup exactly as requested. To be fair, some important details weren't given to offset when they received the form. I have no issue with that. I would never think they were morons because they made a mistake. Even though it would have been inconvenient to me, I would have done my part again and never even flinched. It's my job. It's what I'm paid to do. Just ask me nicely. But when you act like it's my fault when it wasn't my fault... no way. I'm tired of people always refusing to accept responsibility for their errors and instead pinning it on my department. If we make mistakes, we admit to them. At least have the courtesy to do the same.
I was seconds away from marching downstairs and making a big scene but I calmed myself down. Instead, all I did was write a note that said
We do as requested on the form so if you want something done write it on the form or at least make a note that we need to come see you.
My little synopsis was much ruder than the actual version. I used more words and even though it said essentially the same thing, it was much less offensive. There was a big fuss downstairs about it though. I think my manager could sense that I was upset because I ended up being called to his office to talk about it. One thing I've learnt in the past months is not to pussyfoot around things. I'm not going to pretend that something is okay if it's not. I was straight up and said I've tried all I can do, but there's just no way to work with the guy. I try my best to just ignore him and go on with my work... but I was in a bad mood and I couldn't do it. He had caught me on a bad day. Normally I'd be the mature one. As far as I was concerned that day, he's twice my age, mature enough to get married and have kids, he can be the bigger person for once.
I was able to avoid him for close to a week. He never set foot upstairs, and he rarely answered the offset phone and I loved it. The other senior pressman (Brian) was away for most of the week following that fateful day so my manager didn't want to talk to Todd right after the incident (good thing by the sounds of it). Brian got back today, and so it seems that the talk took place... and Todd wasn't mature enough to make the changes he needed to make. So he quit.
So if you're out there Todd: Let's toast... to never seeing each other again... to you not finding a job in Calgary... to you slinking back to newfoundland where your marriage will inevitably fail... and then hopefully to your repenting your asshole ways and becoming a nicer person. Lay off the weed. Lay off the booze. You made my bloody day.
And Larry: Thanks for coming through bud. I'm sorry I ever doubted you
....... and scene
