Thursday, July 24, 2008

One of My Most Horrible Experiences

So, this is what happened yesterday. I have been working with the newest addition to our crew on lunch dishes. She does well with her job and she is always at a fast-pace, no matter what she is doing (ex: eating.) We are doing our thing, working together on the dishes, when the boss comes over with her lunch tray. New girl (she is much older than me as a note) says to her something about, the sink shouldn't get this full, should it? Which I find weird, considering she is the one who is at the sink washing them. Why would you point out something like that? Boss looks at me and says, I wonder who did that and winks at me. Yeah, it was me, I was putting the dishes in the sink, and the sink at that time was about half full, or empty, depending on how you want to look at it. Well, of course I know that this being pointed out has made me look bad so I amp it up a bit and make sure I keep the sink almost empty. Let me take a minute to explain the dishes line. You have 2 people, in this case, me and new girl. There is who puts the dishes from the caddies into the sink (scrapping,) there is who washes the dishes (washer, hmmm) and then there is who goes to the other end and takes the clean dishes off and puts them onto a cart (doffing.) Yes, there are 3 things for 2 people to do. I was shifting between washing and scrapping. I would scrap and if the sink got so full and new girl was on the other end doffing I would start to wash. New girl would wash and go to the other end and take them off when they were ready. That is how we have been doing it and new girl has been there about a month now. So like I said, I sped up a bit with my scrapping and washing so that the sink didn't get very full. After we have finished with dishes, boss says for us to both to come speak with her when we are done with our other things. I wondered and wondered what it could be about. I figured it was something both me and new girl were doing wrong or not good enough or whatever. Into the office, and the boss closes the door. It's always really bad when she closes the door. She looks at us both and says, so what seems to be the problem with the dishes, girls? I wasn't aware of a problem so I just look at her and shrug. New girl doesn't say or do anything. Of course, she was already clued in. Boss says that I am working poor new girl too much, making her do most of the work. She says that she went by several times (When? I only saw her that once and if she was on the other side of the kitchen she couldn't see much) and that she hoped it would get better but never did. Poor new girl was just a working so hard and giving it all she had and me, I was just "slack and nonchalant." With these words, that she said over and over, she made motions and mimicked what I supposedly looked like. I usually don't bother but I did my best to defend myself because I am not "slack and nonchalant!" But of course, like I have said before, there is no arguing with her, once she has decided something, that is it, it doesn't matter if you have proof of your innocence, she ignores it all. New girls says, I don't mind doing over my part some, but I just can't do it all. I look at her and try to speak to her, I say that I'm sorry, I didn't realize there was a problem, if she needs me to do more, just ask, I don't mind. She would not meet my eye, would not even look in my direction, would not speak to me. Boss says that I should not expect to be told what to do, that I should have the initiative and know. I have been there 3 years, I know what my job is, and I haven't had this problem with anyone before. No, no, of course, I don't say that. I know from hearing about other "issues" that if you say anything like that, then you are accused of having an attitude with her. New girl says, well, I am off tomorrow, I can rest and maybe next time will be better. Boss says, I'm done with you, now I need to talk to Beth alone. New girl gets up, the whole mood changes right before my eyes, she starts chatting with the boss before she leaves, she is talking about how she needs to borrow a car, she is in need of a cigarette badly. Smoking is not allowed on the premises and her car had tore up that morning. The boss starts to offer hers but new girl didn't even know what it looked like or where it was so I offered mine. I guess in a pathetic attempt to show her that I am not some horrible inconsiderate person. Mine was easy to find and describe, I held out my keys. She still did not even look in my direction, didn't say anything to me, and gave a wave of her hand to me, like right, whatever. Then I had to sit there and listen to the boss grind into me some more. She kept on with those words and those cruel mimicking motions. "Slack and nonchalant." I still tried to defend myself. I simply ended it with something about, well, everyone works together differently (as the boss agreed) and maybe we just haven't got our flow or whatever going yet. And of course I agreed to do more. Of course I will. I would have to begin with. New girl has asked me to do things before, why couldn't she keep on? I haven't been disagreeable with her on anything and I certainly haven't said or did anything to make out like she couldn't talk to me, not that I'm aware of. I suppose what goes around comes around, I hate to be like that. I don't wish bad things on anyone. I may think them, I may say them, but I certainly don't mean them. There are 3 things that I and others have noted about her. If you help her with extra, like wrapping silverware, she doesn't ever say thank you. Before, I hadn't thought that much of it, I don't suppose I need gratitude to help someone, but now I'm thinking that she may not be all that grateful at all. She stacks her dishes when she sends them through the dishwasher. They can't get as clean this way and I'm surprised the boss hasn't noticed or said anything about this, she is so particular about those things anyway. She leaves to go smoke 15-20 minutes before break time. I don't really care, it's her business and it's not hurting me. Everyone has been waiting for the boss to catch her at that. And I am thinking that when she gets to endure the wrath of the boss, she might think twice about what she did to me. Or not. Who knows. I'm surprised she hasn't been told on by someone, we have tattletales galore in that kitchen. Maybe everyone has decided they don't want the "what goes around comes around" factor for themselves? Now what really gets me about this "issue" that came up is something else the boss said. Boss says, I have noticed that you have been this way for a while now. That would be, "slack and nonchalant." If that is the case, then why wasn't it mentioned on my evaluation just the other day? Why did she say that I didn't need improvement in any area of my work? Unless a while means like the day after my evaluation. Could be, I suppose. I can say I don't care all that I want to, but it's not true. I do care what people think of me. I care if they think I am "slack and nonchalant." If they think that I am inconsiderate and lazy or whatever else yesterday made out like I was. I am so glad that I have toughened up. I did not break in front of the boss. I kept my cool until I had went out to my car for supper break. I haven't cried so hard in a long time. They both really hurt my feelings. My friend and co-worker embraced me when I came back from break. I was so glad to have a friend there after all of that. She had already learned what happened. When new girl came back from her smoking break and went into the cafeteria to take the rest of her break with everyone else, she annouced that, I guess Beth is mad at me, I got her in trouble, but she was just working me to death! Damn right, I'm mad at her! What she did to me is inexcusable. If I was the boss I would have said, well, have you talked to her about it? If no, then hey, you need to talk to her about it first and see if you both can resolve the issue on your own. Don't people know how to do this anymore? Hurting someone in such a way should be a last resort. At least no one agreed with her when she announced all of that. My friend said everyone just stared at her, didn't say anything. New girl went on to explain how we were both doing the dishes, and good ole girl, she's good to me, she piped in and said, oh, well that's how me and so and so do it. Ya know, like yeah? And? New girl still didn't speak or look at me the rest of the day. I wonder if I am the only one, but it seems to me that the way she announced how she "got me into trouble but" was just like saying, I just did something totally wrong and I need an excuse for it. November seems so far away. If the Lord helps me to find a way out before then, I will so take it!

UPDATE: The next day new girl was called into work (remember, she was supposed to be off and resting from my slackness and nonchalantness) and I was actually kind of glad. I wanted to get that awkwardness out of the way, and go ahead and figure how it was going to be different. The boss wasn't even there so her opinion hasn't been heard yet, if it will be ever. A lot of the time you'll never hear about things like that again, even if they never change, which is fine by me. I avoid her the best I can. Anyways. I decided that I would switch places with new girl. That seemed like the best change we could make. It was odd, there weren't even any words exchanged to decide this. It just fell into place. I guess that's how badly she doesn't want to speak to me, she didn't even ask what was going on, just figured it out herself. So I took on the washing and doffing and she took on the washing and scrapping. Except it wasn't quite like that. I hate to be like this, but I bet she felt kind of stupid! I kept the sink empty, no problem. Every time I left to go doff, the sink was empty. Every time I got back it took me no time to get it empty. Previously, the sink was always at least half full. She didn't do any washing (there was never any for her to do!,) only scrapping. Sometimes I even did some scrapping because she was taking so long to get back with another caddy! So I have taken on most of the work and we got done 15 minutes earlier than our usual time. Even if I do have to work a bit more, I think I will prefer it this way. A big plus is that I don't get splashed so much. When she washes she sprays water everywhere, she doesn't use any control using the sprayer. Also, I know she has to be feeling a bit of regret because most everyone is mad at her for what she did to me. When I came behind my friend and co-worker to eat supper yesterday, I noticed how new girl was at one end of the table, with an empty seat in front of her but my friend went all the way down to the opposite end (even with new girl talking to my friend! And yes she talked back, she didn't ignore her, just refused to sit by her.) It's not funny but it is. You know. I'm not going to be mean or cruel to her in any way but I'm not going to go out of my way to be nice to her either. And do you know what I bet the boss would do with this information? With the fact that we switched places and I did most of the work and we got done faster and it wasn't such a big deal? She would have to come up with something, she can't be wrong! I would guess that she would say, well, you're young. I can hear that one coming! Well, I say that whether you're old or young or fat or thin or black or white or WHATEVER, if you can't do the job, then you need to find one you can.


-ladyworpledinker

Sunday, July 06, 2008

There Are No Coincidences?

Our dryer is currently not drying. Robert drives me to work on the weekends, so today he did some laundry and brought it to dry at the laundromat after he picked me up from work. We bought some take-out and ate in the car outside once we had our stuff going. After Robert was done eating he played on his laptop outside the car mostly. I did a little bit of reading but mainly ended up watching the other people in the laundromat through the glass. There was a guy and what looked like compared to him, an older woman together. I didn't watch them too much, I felt something like a peeping tom. Let's just say that by their actions, I don't think it was his mom. There were also a couple of Mexican guys that weren't there long after we arrived. Then there was this guy by himself. The first thing I noticed about him was that he had one of those tote like bags on his back, the handles on his shoulders like book bag straps. I wasn't paying really close attention at first, his getting up and down just looked like waiting for laundry to be done. He was sitting down at one point and you know how sometimes you have like nervous energy and you pat your leg really fast? He was doing what seemed like a very hyped up version of that. If it wasn't July I would have thought he was shivering. Then he took his bag off his back and slowly starting going through it. It looked mostly like dirty or wet clothes. He pulled out the pockets of some pants, they were empty, and just put it all back in the bag. I wondered at first if something was wrong with him mentally? His actions just seemed so odd and I was seeing him from a distance. I also wondered if maybe he'd stolen the clothes? He would get up, stand around in a spot, walk back and forth, go outside for a minute, go back in, sit down, mess with his bag, get up, sit down, on and on, and he kept on with the nervous energy thing every time he sat down. When he came outside is when I noticed how dirty he was, his clothes and bag looked like they had dirt all over them. I asked Robert if he'd heard him say anything or seen him do anything odd, if he thought anything was up with the guy. He said he was probably just waiting on some clothes. I didn't think so and I couldn't see any clothes washing or drying near where he kept sitting. He came outside once while Robert was talking to me and he added, well baby, he's probably homeless. He wasn't starving anyway, he had a bit of a belly on him. I kept watching him. I wondered if he was hoping someone would leave some change lying around? I wondered why he was so fidgety and couldn't keep still. I wondered if his clothes needed to be washed but he didn't have the money? I wondered what his story was, why he was there, what he was doing, what he was waiting for? As Robert loaded up the clothes to go, the guy came out and kept going instead of standing and then going back inside, I guess he was finally leaving. As Robert got in the car I blurted, I just wonder if he needs some money or something. Robert was like, do you want to give him some? I've never done anything like this before so I was just like, well, if you want to, if you think we should, I just feel bad for him, what if he needs something? Robert told me to get him the money out of the dash. I am glad we had it, we don't have cash often. It was a $5 and some dollar bills. He pulled up along side of him and motioned for him. The guy came over and Robert asked him if he needed a helping hand and held the money out. The guy said, I could really use it and then he added that his wallet had been stolen. I don't know what it was but it almost brought me to tears to hear him say that. He said thanks and Robert said something about getting something to eat and he said thanks again and that was that. I'm not trying to brag about this, ooh, I did a good deed. It's just that this kind of thing has never come up before, I've never done anything like it, and I know I'll be thinking about this guy, this stranger for days. Is he okay? Is he going to find some help? Did he really need it? I think he did but you never know. I know that there are instances where people are just being greedy and taking advantage of people who want to help. If you've never heard Robert's story about the guy who asked him for some money you should ask him about it sometime. I have to wonder if our dryer isn't working for a reason, you know? I hear stories all the time, have read them in my e-mail but don't know that anything has ever happened to me specifically that way, that I'm aware of. They say there are no coincidences, there is only God and I think I do believe it. I do want to make a difference in this world and I do hope that this evening meant something to this person, whether it was just the money he needed or to know that there are some people that care out there. And of course this reminds me of how lucky I really am. Excuse me, blessed. That's why I get so upset with myself sometimes when I get so depressed about what really, in the end, amounts to nothing. Things, it's all stuff! Well I mean, sure, some of it is important. Money could mean more time with the people I love. But I think you get what I'm saying. I want a new house. I want a new car. I want to quit my job. I want some new rubber ducks. I want this, I want that. Please! My current house is nice and huge and some people just need some shelter! And there are probably a lot of people who would love to have my job, not only is it a job, it's a stable job with good benefits and hey, you get to eat for free! And as far as ducks go, hey, yes, we have debt and we don't have money to spend left and right, but when I want something, I usually get it, and that's a huge bonus kind of blessing. I try my darndest not to take all these things for granted, it's so easy to, and it's so easy to just complain about petty things, and I always feel really good but really bad at the same time, when I get reminded of all my many many blessings. So, I'd like to ask you to say a prayer for this stranger that we came across tonight, if you don't mind. Maybe you can throw in a few strangers of your own, someone you saw in the grocery line that had to put some things back, someone you saw that was getting bullied by someone, you could even pray for the bully. Did you see any strangers today that caught your attention? You're reading this now and there are no coincidences. Right?


-ladyworpledinker