Category Archives: rant

Those Who Can’t Manage

I have an excellent manager. He is truly a great guy, and I hadn’t had one this good for over a year and a half. He’s always ready to help, and I want him to know I appreciate him. I tell him this face to face or over text.

He appreciates us, those of us who put ourselves into our work and accomplish more than we can hope for with what we have to work with and around sometimes in our day-to-day roles.

Today I had to call him about a manager for a company we work for who decided he would try to make things difficult.

We, in our roles as employees, are paid for what we do when we are in an activity. The company makes its money for what we do and our time in these activities. You always have to be in one of these activities, or the company as a whole isn’t getting paid for the time spent, even though the employee is.

The manager in question wanted to know why I didn’t β€œfinish the jobβ€œ for which they paid.

What had happened was that I didn’t remove security devices from some pieces removed from displays.

Time and time again, I’ve been told that I’m not in the asset protection business. I am neither to place or remove security devices unless specifically told to do so by my management. And so, I did not.

I was told that this β€œwas the worst (expletive deleted) service that they’d ever received” and that I β€œwould be (expletive deleted) returning to the store today”.

There was so much more said and I was cool, calm, and collected.

You see, I knew something the whole time this manager was ranting that, amazingly, he is painfully unaware of, but I had right in the forefront of my mind.

I don’t work for him.


I would dearly love it if all managers were like mine. He gets it.

He shines when we shine.

He knows the people under him make or break him as a manager.

He has a personal interest in our success. And we have the same in him.

Managers that talk down to people under them are of very little worth. Respect goes a long way, and it is absolutely, without question, hard-earned from those who genuinely respect you.

My role in managing the few people under me is to facilitate their needs in accomplishing their everyday tasks as assigned to them by the company. If they don’t shine, I don’t shine.

This is the way of things. Always appreciate your people.

Praise in public and criticize in private.

The one thing that I will not tolerate is being talked down to by anyone. I don’t care if it’s a manager or a customer. It’s a line I don’t allow to be crossed without some form of blowback.

And, in some form, it always comes back to you.


After I got off the phone, I called my manager, and I was pretty mad. I probably should have waited to cool off, but he took it and calmed me after my initial outburst. He got the facts and was getting ready to call the other manager. We hung up.

And then the phone rings, and he tells me he’s going to cool off before he calls and gets in trouble, and we both laugh. I have his back, too. He can bounce things off me. He can trust me to be tight-lipped.


Retail is a bad day sometimes.

But it’s also funny.

Anyway, it’s good to receive backup from the boss.

I’ll go into work tomorrow and find out what the blowback is. Maybe I won’t have to return to that location.

And so it goes.

/rant

That’s it. That’s the post.

Seegars

Too Far

I’ve been saying for about two years that the givernment, politicians, talking heads, etc. have pushed me firmly to the middle.

Today was too far. I suspect the truth will out and we will find that it wasn’t exactly what it was portrayed as.

It is well passed the time the givernment elite felt the fear of the people in their little black hearts though.

Perhaps this will remind them.

And I’m tired. I’m fed up. I just want to be left to live and I want my family to be safe.

Is this too much to ask?

It would seem so.

That’s it. That’s the post.

Seegars

I Have To Try

I’m going to try a little something new.

I’m going to remove virtually all social media from my phone. I’ll leave social media apps on my iPad, but on my phone it’s just a distraction during the day.

Work to do, family to be with.

I’m keeping Instagram and Twitter.

Instagram is more the pics for me. If things start getting too political or woke on an account I’ll stop following. I love some of the people I follow and the way they see the world. Plus, I have some actual friends on there.

Twitter…

Twitter isn’t social media. Twitter is anti-social for the most part. Sure you’ll run across the odd egg that’s genuine and wants to interact, I experienced that this week. Besides the fact that Twitter is short and fast, hardly a distraction. I might check that on a break but not during work all day.

Man I miss the Plus. Shows how old this pic is.

So anyway, it’s a plan. Not a fully realized β€œyes this will work” plan, but a plan.

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This is coming from some old experiences and some more recent. The groups I’ve joined on FB are okay but you hit that occasional one where everybody in the group thinks they know exactly how the world should work. And they’re wrong. I’m fifty-two years old and I STILL don’t know how the world works. I still don’t understand women. But that’s another story.

The whole world is a German Circus.

Seegars

Square One or I’ve Been Here Before…

I’m was at home yesterday because my wife’s car broke down and we are limited to one vehicle for a couple of days, so she works during the day and (I AM THE NIGHT!) I get the car after she gets home The thing is she’s out helping people as she’s in the medical field. My job, while important to the household, isn’t improving or saving lives. Luckily, my position with my company is extremely flexible (even though I’m not, physically).

I’m going to have to work evenings the rest of the week, which sucks. But I don’t like just being at home waiting, it doesn’t feel right. Sitting here during the day waiting to be tired enough to sleep. Switching my sleep schedule in the middle of the week. I’ve got to be able to go to work and get stuff done. So it’s going to be a long boring couple of days for me.

But you do what you have to for your family, yeah? I haven’t found one thing that I wouldn’t do for mine. Nothing. They’re all I have.

Dinner al fresco. Fancy.

So work wise I’m back at square one, hence the title.

I’ve got a new trainee, part time. The company hired him while he has a full time job as well which makes it extremely hard to train him as he can’t match schedule with me most days. We will see what we will see.

The other part time help has taken another job which is fine, but as predicted they up and quit in the middle of their notice. Which leaves extra work for me.

So here I am, back at square one.

Guilty Until Proven Innocent

imageYeah, That’s what we’ve come to. You have to prove your innocence now. The burden is no longer on the government to prove your guilt beyond a shadow of a doubt, that’s how it used to be. If you are even hinted at being involved in a crime now you’ll be tried, sentenced and executed by the court of public opinion long before you see your day in court. There won’t be an impartial jury thanks to social media, you’re already guilty. So why even have a trial when we can just consult a handy FB/Twitter poll and save the taxpayer a little money.

Selfie saves Texas man from serving up to 99 years in prison

This little rant was brought to you by this news story. The part that really grabbed me was this:

“We are always willing to listen and examine new information, and that’s exactly what we did in this case,” Bell County District Attorney Henry Garza said.

Wow, how ow about evidence that the guy actually committed the crime without him having to prove his innocence which is the part I don’t get about this. Innocent until proven guilty has turned into guilty until proven innocent.

Good luck in the future to this guy and I hope he gets in to the military.

Thank God for selfies, huh?

Welcome to Newmerica.

SISC

 

Done.

img_0670I’m tired of dealing with people who won’t do the job.

You know, the ones who figure someone else will pick up the slack.

I’m not here working for you, I’m not even here working for my company or yours.

I work for my family and that’s all that keeps me going.

You that won’t shoulder your fair share of the load are a non-event in my daily routine.

I’m done, basically.

It sickens me that there are people in my generation who won’t get the job done. You interviewed for the job, took it, and agreed to the pay, the work is what it is. There are no surprises to be had, there was no line of people trying to beat you to the job.

You signed up.

I’m not surprised when people younger than me don’t possess the drive to do what it takes, my generation failed some of them. Most of them fail themselves and will unfortunately continue to do so until life slaps them in the face, teaches them a lesson.

There are other things to consider, though. If you won’t do the job I know two are coming behind you that know the meaning of hard work and getting the job done.

I’m raising them.

And they are not alone.

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I guess this was a little bit of a rant, but it was in my head and needed to get out.

SISC