It’s a Dog-Eat-Dog World

I’ve only been at my job for a little over one year and I might end up being one of the veterans in my area very soon.

Drama. Lots of drama yesterday. I went in early for a meeting and I was probably the most vocal I’ve been, and will be, for quite some time. I don’t know what came over me but all of my frustrations sort of just … spilled out. I’ve mentioned, a time or two (or 50) that my job is stressful. And my stress grows and festers to the point that I’m often times finding myself exploding over the most stupid stuff.

A new girl started the other day. And she actually used to do the job that I’m doing now. So she mentions this as we’re all sitting around waiting for our office lead to show up and, well, lead the meeting. And this girl mentions she used to do my job.

“I’m sorry,” I say jokingly and the room laughs. “This is the most complex and stressful job I’ve ever had”. I laughed, but I’m afraid it was more of a maniacal sort of laugh.

And no one disputed me on that fact. They all know, know, that yes indeed, my position is the most stressful job among all of the front office positions. And I’ve been told, numerously, that no one would want my job.

It’s not exactly comforting to hear that.

As is usually the case whenever you have a company meeting, we went over things we could “improve” on and clarified a few things that might have been “confusing” to some of us.

And then we went back to our desks and had a “mini” meeting for just the schedulers.

Only, one of us wasn’t there. Apparently, one of the other schedulers was sent home and no one really knows why. But rumor was it was due to “disciplinary” reasons. Now this girl has been working there for years and years and as with any job, duties have evolved, technology is different and things have changed. Only, this gal doesn’t want to change along with it, so she sticks to her habits. Which are inefficient and sloppy. So, she periodically gets into trouble for only doing a half-ass job or doesn’t do it at all.

And she gets disciplined, gets sent home, comes back with a “new” attitude and does a good job until the cycle begins again. So honestly, none of us were really surprised that she was sent home – *yawn* – wash and repeat.

An incident happened between two of the other schedulers and they sort of duked it out in front of our bosses. Which, actually, was probably a good thing because honestly, I would rather get stuff off my chest than allow it to weigh me down. So it was sort of nice to clear the air, but, one of the girls was very upset and quite honestly, I don’t think she’ll last much longer either as I’ve caught her filling out applications.

Hey. I’m not judging. You have to do what you have to do and if you’re truly unhappy with your job, then find another one. Just be careful because jobs are not exactly easy to find nowadays (Thanks to Obamanomics).

So that leaves me and one other girl. And though I’m fond of this girl (I’m fond of all the girls, actually), she drives me nuts because she has the personality where EVERYTHING is a BIG deal and she just exhausts me with her “issues.”

I have no idea what’s going to happen this week (the one gal was told not to come back until Tuesday) and who knows how fed up the other girl is and how long she’ll stick around and the only thing that I keep thinking is, “maybe I’ll finally be able to move into the 8:00 a.m. to 4:30 p.m. slot” because I work the 8:30 to 5:00 shift now.

I know that makes me sound insensitive, but honestly, it’s a dog-eat-dog world out there right now – the strongest survive, right?

I just hope I’m strong enough.

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