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Not all bosses of course. Here was the situation:
I am given the baby food POG at 6am. It is an 8.5 hour transition. My team lead knew I had to leave at 1:30 to avoid going into OT. I reminded her anyway. She said that after lunch, she would be over to help finish. All is good.
So, I get started. Tie in. Batch labels. Put in the pull. Get cleaning supplies. And I dive in hard.
I'm cleaning and adding new dividers. Moving biter biscuits. AND checking dates.
And then the hammer drops. Here comes my ETL. A nice enough guy.
He says ... How's it going? I say ... Fine. Moving baby food.
He ... Well, Dena (the tl) may not be able to come help you, so I need you to get this done by noon so that we aren't behind. Me ... Oh, I'll try. He ... Make it happen, okay?
I won't go into the frustration I felt right then. Whatever.
So, noon rolls around. I am literally on the floor cleaning the back of a basedeck. Something had spilled back there. Probably years ago. There is all kinds of stuff on the floor. Baby food jars with no wrappers. Old signs that had fallen. Outdated baby food.
Up walks the same ETL. Mind you, I've been in communication with my tl during the morning. She knew the situation and where I was at.
He says ... Are you finished?
All I could do was look at him. What I wanted to say is ... What about this picture says "finished" to you? Name three things that shows how "unfinished" I am.
Clueless. It made all the work I did seem worthless.
Meanwhile, I had to go up for backup cashiering 3 times. Watch electronics once.
But none of that matters. Neither, apparently, does doing a good job. Only, making it happen. Getting it done.
I am given the baby food POG at 6am. It is an 8.5 hour transition. My team lead knew I had to leave at 1:30 to avoid going into OT. I reminded her anyway. She said that after lunch, she would be over to help finish. All is good.
So, I get started. Tie in. Batch labels. Put in the pull. Get cleaning supplies. And I dive in hard.
I'm cleaning and adding new dividers. Moving biter biscuits. AND checking dates.
And then the hammer drops. Here comes my ETL. A nice enough guy.
He says ... How's it going? I say ... Fine. Moving baby food.
He ... Well, Dena (the tl) may not be able to come help you, so I need you to get this done by noon so that we aren't behind. Me ... Oh, I'll try. He ... Make it happen, okay?
I won't go into the frustration I felt right then. Whatever.
So, noon rolls around. I am literally on the floor cleaning the back of a basedeck. Something had spilled back there. Probably years ago. There is all kinds of stuff on the floor. Baby food jars with no wrappers. Old signs that had fallen. Outdated baby food.
Up walks the same ETL. Mind you, I've been in communication with my tl during the morning. She knew the situation and where I was at.
He says ... Are you finished?
All I could do was look at him. What I wanted to say is ... What about this picture says "finished" to you? Name three things that shows how "unfinished" I am.
Clueless. It made all the work I did seem worthless.
Meanwhile, I had to go up for backup cashiering 3 times. Watch electronics once.
But none of that matters. Neither, apparently, does doing a good job. Only, making it happen. Getting it done.