work work work

By brandi, October 8, 2020

I’m still trucking along on my threadpainted Ozzy Osbourne. I know I am around 2 weeks behind on my self imposed deadlines for getting my Black Sabbath project done, but there is an awful lot going on in the world and in my life.

My position at work is going away, as are all the rest of the hourly supervisors and most of the salaried manager positions. The salaried managers got reassigned to new “Coach” positions last week and this week all of the hourlies were put into a pool to fill the new “Team Lead” spots. There are 32 people in a pool to fill 24 spots.

I was just going to go off on a little rant about how it’s my job to cover all of the people who call in everyday while still doing my own job and dealing with agitated customers who are angry because they have to wear masks and/or the store isn’t open 24 hours a day and/or the fact that our store just had a major remodel and nobody knows where everything is yet. I mean, seriously every single person is 10 seconds away from going full Karen at any given moment. I’m not going to go on that rant… I am just going to say that I’ve decided that even though I am confident that I would do a good job in nearly any team lead position (I’ve been an hourly supervisor for- geez, I don’t even know anymore- 10 or 12 years of the 14 I’ve been at the store?) I’m ready to take myself out of that pool and become a morning stocker. Part of the consolation for not getting a lead role is being able to keep your current pay for one year.

The idea of coming in, doing my job, not having a walkie, and going home at the end of my shift and not thinking about work is way more appealing to me than a raise and an illusion of leadership. I honestly would take a pay cut to be able to sleep more than 3 hours a night.

Not that I’m guaranteed sleep- there are so many other things to worry about right now. I don’t really see myself sleeping until November 3rd. And then, I’ll either have a good night’s sleep or I’ll want to just stay in bed for the rest of my life. Oh please, for the love of God or whoever you’re into, let’s cure our insomnia. I want to be able to sleep without hypnosis or melatonin. I don’t want to move on to the harder stuff.

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