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I've Had Better Days
Sep. 14th, 2005 08:24 pmThis morning at work, our building manager comes up to me and says "Marc, let's go on break together." Yeah, I quickly try to think of what I might have done, or not done, or done wrong.
But no, it's not about anything I've done. One of the higher ups decided for long, complicated reasons I can't go into that I must switch jobs with a guy in one of the other dining halls. Next week, I train him in how to do my job. The following week, I go take over his job.
The other dining hall is where I had to work all summer. It's much busier that my own dining hall. They have four or more people there doing what I do alone. While the positions are more or less the same, the actual duties will be different. Half of what I do all day long they don't have to do at all because of how things are set up in the different dining halls.
No, I'm not happy. Not happy at all. Neither are my bosses or co-workers. I've been doing my current job in my current location for 18 years. I'm used to the job and it's used to me.
I will survive, but I don't expect to enjoy it as much.
I'll miss my music, too. Now, I'm the entire stock department and I have a tape player and tapes in my storeroom. What I listen to there is my choice. There, I'll be forced to listen to the boy-bands the senior stock guy plays. Ick!
But no, it's not about anything I've done. One of the higher ups decided for long, complicated reasons I can't go into that I must switch jobs with a guy in one of the other dining halls. Next week, I train him in how to do my job. The following week, I go take over his job.
The other dining hall is where I had to work all summer. It's much busier that my own dining hall. They have four or more people there doing what I do alone. While the positions are more or less the same, the actual duties will be different. Half of what I do all day long they don't have to do at all because of how things are set up in the different dining halls.
No, I'm not happy. Not happy at all. Neither are my bosses or co-workers. I've been doing my current job in my current location for 18 years. I'm used to the job and it's used to me.
I will survive, but I don't expect to enjoy it as much.
I'll miss my music, too. Now, I'm the entire stock department and I have a tape player and tapes in my storeroom. What I listen to there is my choice. There, I'll be forced to listen to the boy-bands the senior stock guy plays. Ick!
