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I’m crushed

I’m crushed

Turns out that your spirit can be crushed twice, and in my case, it was all by the same person.

I truly believed that the first time the MD of our company told me that “I take my job too seriously, nobody takes their jobs seriously” she actually did me a favour.  This was way back in 2008 and I remember those words like it was yesterday.

I have had yet another fight with her because she didn’t do hotel payments I sent her which meant that hotels were refusing to let my clients check in because she isn’t doing her job, which creates even more work for me and which meant that I had to beg and lie, just to get my clients into hotels and my clients were thinking it was me not doing my job.  At that stage I was working about 18 hour days, with no extra pay for after hours just to get through my work, and the MD not making payments was almost a daily occurrence (something that is still a huge problem).

With the MD of the company telling me they don’t care if I work hard or not, my work ethic completely changed.  I didn’t care if I got through my work or if clients had to wait 4 or 5 days for me to get back to them, I worked only office hours and I refused to work as much as 1 minute later.  It took a lot of stress and pressure off me.

Then, on Friday, my colleague resigned.  She is lucky enough that she can spend 2 or 3 months at home to relax and recover before following her passions and working for animal shelters full time.  This has been coming a long way as we are both very unhappy at this company; we haven’t received increases for over 2 years and the 2 of us have been doing the work of 4 consultants for the last 7 months and they absolutely refused to get us a third consultant.  In January we complained about the lack of increases again and the MD promised that we will get “really good” increases on our March salaries.  March salaries came and we got nothing.  Not a cent more.

The MD called my colleague and begged her to stay, like they always do, and my colleague explained that she is not going to change her mind, she is leaving to do what she is passionate about.  At 1pm on Friday afternoon, the MD calls me and tells me I must beg my colleague to stay.  (Top points for professionalism).  I told our MD, very politely that she cannot ask me to do that, and that I won’t beg her to stay as she is not leaving for another job in travel, she is leaving to do what she is passionate about.  I also told her that she cannot expect us to remain positive and happy if they promise us things and then don’t follow through.  So she was shocked and started shouting at me asking me what I was talking about.  So I told her that we were promised increases in March and we got nothing.  Then she got even more upset and told me, firstly, that she never promised us any increases (wow, that just makes it better).  Then she completely changed her tune and told me that I wasn’t even going to get an increase because I never asked and that everybody else in the office was going to get increases on their April salaries, except for me. (Things just keep getting better especially since my sales are always the highest in the office).  So I told her, that I spoke to my manager (the colleague who resigned) in January and that she requested it on my behalf, the way things are supposed to be done, but I understand that I was just going to be passed over.  Then she yelled at me that I should just leave, they don’t need me, I should just leave, this on the same day that the only other consultant (and manager) resigned.

Needless to say I was shocked and I hate to admit it, but I was also very hurt.  Even though I am unhappy and I refuse to work late4, I still work very hard and do my job well, as it is a reflection on me personally.  This company definitely don’t deserve me.  I will look for another job and hopefully I’ll be able to leave this company in the next 2 months.  I really do not need to take this at all.

A blessing in disguise

A blessing in disguise

My contract at my current company was going to expire at the end of March, and that made me so very, very happy.  Sadly, my BFF who is also the manager of this branch was really pushing for head office to keep me and hoping that one of the two other staff members who were on maternity leave will not come back.  As her luck would have it, both the girls resigned and I am now permanently employed.

Reasons why I should be happy about it:

  • I get a pretty decent salary
  • The work is easy, albeit dull
  • Work hours are flexible, especially because now it is just the two of us
  • It’s really fun working with my BFF
  • I can save up some more money, because I really do not have enough savings for a drastic career change
  • I’m not far enough with my studies to feel comfortable going into the accounting field yet
  • Jobs are scarce, so my dad keeps telling me

Reasons why I’m not happy about it:

  • I really hate this job
  • I was looking forward to starting something new
  • The thought of having no plans and no idea of what I was going to do job-wise were very exciting

So, now I am going to have to stick it out for at least another year and a half, study my ass off and try to save more diligently so that when I do leave, I can go on a long holiday and have some savings left to bridge the gap between the salary I will get for doing articles, and what I am earning now.

Hah, I guess I now officially have a long-term medium-term life plan.

Of being the end of the year and christmas

Of being the end of the year and christmas

We are quickly heading into what I like to call, the Dead Days.  Our office doesn’t close over the festive season even though we are extremely quiet as most of our clients do close, or are away on holiday.  I usually don’t take leave during this time of year as everywhere is extremely crowded, and we normally work shifts or half days anyway.  However, this year I am feeling so mentally run down that I would’ve loved to take at least 2 weeks, but due to circumstances, I am only taking 3 days just before Christmas.  At least with the extra public holiday we got, that makes it 1 week of not being at the office.

While it is mostly just great working with your best friend in an office where we are short-staffed and it is just us 2, when it comes to taking leave, even sick leave, it’s just awful.  You see, if it was any other colleague I wouldn’t care if they are left alone in the office to do all the work or, like now, have to sit here the whole day with nothing to do and no-one to talk to.  I would just take my leave and not think about it twice.  But when it comes to your bestest best friend, that’s just not allowed (I checked the rule book).  You have to care about them and take into consideration how absolutely crap it would be for them to be stuck in the office during the dead days, and that is how I came to only take 3 days off this year, because I would not have survived without at least a little break from this company.

This year I’m just not feeling christmas, despite my many, many efforts to get into the spirit of my favourite time of the year.  I have hardly bought any presents, I don’t even know what I want for myself, haven’t thought about what to get anyone else and my christmas tree taunts me.  I have done the tree 2 1/2 times already and it keeps looking slightly off.  So last night for the 3rd time, I took all the decorations off to start over again, then simply left them scattered around the base of the tree.

It also doesn’t help that I am flat broke, don’t know when we will get paid for December and have no idea whether we will get bonuses this year and that my dad and uncle will be going away for christmas again, so there will not be a big family affair for the 2nd year in a row.  I am totally writing 2011 off as a bad year and with any luck I’ll be back to my usual christmass obsessed self next year.

Why the swear jar was a bad idea

Why the swear jar was a bad idea

A couple of weeks back, this bright spark decided that our swearing at work was getting out of hand, and decided to pitch the idea of a swear jar to the BFF colleague. It was immediately accepted as a great idea and the very next day, we had banned the 4 worst and most used swear words, and decided a fine of R1 will be levied for saying one of the banned words.

By the end of the first day we had R23 in the jar (between the 2 of us!). Now 7 weeks later, we have decided there’s enough money in there (over R300) to buy a coffee maker for the office and we can now swear to our heart’s content.
The only problem is that now we are swearing worse then ever, and I am using words that I’ve never used before, with my favourite saying now being Mother Fucker (yes, capitals are necessary). This little experiment was not just costly, but also had the completely opposite effect that I wished. At least it did make for some seriously funny moments in the office where you suddenly realised halfway through a swear word that you need to change it into something else.