Thursday, July 14, 2005

nailed

The other day I actually leave work at a decent hour with everything under control, and walk to the parking lot in the spitting rain. I see this raggedy looking minivan parked thisclose to my car. As I stomp over with a big frown to inspect whether they've dinged my (beloved) car, I see something even worse. A fucking flat tire! Of course I was wearing a cute dress and heels and parked in a monster puddle. So I did what any normal girl would do, I turned on the charm and sweetly requested a male colleague to assist me. "Luckily" a nail was the culprit of the puncture, requiring me to shell out a mere twenty something dollars rather than one-hundred plus for a replacement Turanza.

The day after I discover this fun surprise, I jet off during my lunch break to drop the tire off for repair. I return to the store to retrieve it and have it affixed. I go up to the register to pay while I'm waiting for them to re-attach it and both my main credit cards are missing from my wallet. I swear my heart just stopped for one second. Then my mind began to race with paranoid thoughts of identity theft and where were my cards, etc. Thankfully I got home and began ransacking my accessories (yes, I like my bag to complement my ensemble each day) and it turns out I must have slipped them into another purse and forgotten about them. Phew.

The day after this, for whatever random reason, my shrew of a supervisor decided it would be the perfect time to absolutely SCREAM at me for failing to do something that I actually HAD done last week in front of lots of people. This definitely is not an isolate incident of that type of drama from her but it was a first to be the target of it. I took a BIG breath and shot my very best "what the fuck is your problem? you are going DOWN" look at her, and evenly responded that she was incorrect and that I completed the task last week. She looked taken aback and then huffed off. Later that morning, as soon as I was available, she was still nowhere to be found but a parade of people approached me and gave me props for how I handled it and little pep talks about what a bitch she always is and offered to stick up for me. In my opinion, it was far from over. I was ready to REALLY unload and I approached her secretary as soon as I could to let her know I wanted to speak to her. Unfortunately, the coward fled the office before I could speak to her and won't be returning until Monday. Here are the points I am going to address:
-A) she did not even have her facts straight when she began accusing me of neglecting to do something I had clearly already accomplished
-B) screaming at ANYBODY, regardless of what they've done (or "not done"), is plain unprofessional
-C) much less in such a public arena
-D) much less from someone who is supposed to be setting an example
-E) I've never encountered such uncivil treatment from any employer (in fact, I don't mean to toot my own horn but at every other job I've had and even this one until recently when she went off her meds or whatever is going on, I have always received very favorable feedback about my performance, work ethic, energy level, etc.)
-F) I expect and deserve a sincere apology and a guarantee I will be spoken to in a regular, conversational tone of voice in the future
One of my work-friends who was transferred from another division within the office into ours a couple months ago urged me to go above this lady's head and report her. I would have felt under-handed doing that when I knew she isn't even around for 2 days to defend herself (ha good luck trying, everyone saw!) I think it is more mature to try to speak with her privately and reach some sort of understanding first. And given her continued pattern of behavior, I am hoping she will sink herself soon enough. And given my continued pattern of behavior, I am going to soon be promoted and rise above this. I figure eventually her ass is going down and it isn't my responsibility to whistle-blow for the whole division. But I'm not above getting in the last word for myself. I eagerly anticipate the day in my career that I no longer feel like I'm putting in way more than I'm getting back.

2 Comments:

Blogger cc jean tu said...

Screaming supervisor...I've been there! I'm glad you stuck up for yourself though - YOU GO GIRL!

July 18, 2005 at 2:40 PM  
Blogger fabdiva said...

Thanks for the support and encouragement, hon. She is clearly avoiding me, she knows I want to discuss this with her, and she's left the office early without addressing it the past 2 days. But I'll get her my pretty, and her little dog too. muahahahaha. :) Seriously, it is SO inhumane to act that way!

July 19, 2005 at 4:46 PM  

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