I know I haven’t posted anything in a long time but this is the only place I can think of to vent at the moment. If people that follow my Twitter and Facebook accounts are actually reading this then just be keep in mind that while I believe these problems are benign compared to a number of other concerns for others around me or in the world it’s still aggravating as hell. Also, I’m not asking for pity. Nor am I asking for someone to tell me it’ll be okay because God knows when that’s something I wanted for some time I now acknowledge the fact these problems only occur because I let them and it’s somewhat my fault that I let them happen to me.
So here is my problem: my job (as in my position) feels like a joke and I’m not laughing.
I was going to make a full rant on everything that is wrong but I can paraphrase it everything that went through my head. No matter what I do it I keep asking “What is the point?” The store, between different positions of the crew, is being operated by a bunch of clowns (how appropriate considering that I work at a McDonald’s) and no matter how many times we (another person and myself) tell them they won’t listen to us. Why should they? They don’t care. I know they don’t care. If they actually gave a damn then we wouldn’t have to repeat the same lines ten times over. Even reaching a 100 times they still won’t give a damn. And what’s worst is that this is beyond damage control without causing further damage to contain any of the problems.
The reason why I’m writing this and posting on this Facebook (where some people I’ve met in real life are on) would read this and at least see my point instead of verbally explaining this is because talking is a problem in of itself. I can’t express my feelings by speaking. It doesn’t happen. I can tell people what’s going on, what to do, explain things, but when it comes to my feelings it won’t happen. I think I know why: because some people won’t shut up and let me talk. They either fill in the blanks of what they didn’t grasp, don’t understand what I’m saying (mostly because my words are a jumble of words in a nonsensical sentence that run by too fast), or just interrupt me because they think they know. These are the reasons why I think I silent most of the time, but that just leads into problems in of itself. The worst thing they could do, and the most offensive thing they can do, is speak on my behalf as though they know what’s on my mind. If they feel obligated to speak for me then the only thing they should say is that I’m not working for the shits and giggles.
That’s it for my ranting, if you’re from Facebook don’t take too much offensive from it.
While I’m at it I guess I should go over my New Year’s resolution: I have none. I’m not going to some expectation I have force myself to do. Doing things as planned never worked for me in my adult life and I don’t intend to put any pressure on my life just to meet some quota I set up to feel better about myself. The only thing I want out of life is just to enjoy what I have in life and play my damn games.
It's called a "somebody else's problem field" If people are not directly affected by something they can't see the problem even if you explain it to them over and over.
I manage the Identity solution for one particular customer. They've been told for years to upgrade, that their current solution is unsupportable and unstable. They continued to ignore all advice as their system degraded. We have spent countless hours keeping it together with "duct tape and chewing gum".
Now it has reached the point where neglect is causing them long crippling outages and they're all running around like chickens with their heads cut off. We're finished our contract with them and it's no longer somebody else's problem.
Oh good, SEP field...
Sorry to hear about your customer problem. I guess you're relieved somewhat?
Yep, even though I'm on vacation right now, I'll be getting up at 5:00 am to remove our monitoring tools from their environment. Then I'll go back to bed with a smile on my face knowing that I'll never get a call at 8 in the evening asking me to join a priority one problem call so that I can explain for the millionth time why their system keeps going down.
So just one last bandage pull to do.
I got similar job frustrations right now. Just about all the decision making process has been taken out of my work, so that I feel more like a robot or drone than anything. What's killing me is the boredom. I don't know how long I can stand it. I used to enjoy work too. Not anymore. Just drudgery and boredom. So I gotta make changes, somehow, someway.
I don't really feel boredom because I'm usually more frustrated at work. But feeling like a drone could be one of the worst. Do they at least acknowledge you or what you do?
Mostly I feel expendable. I don't expect that much from such a low skilled job as I have, but it's gotten to the point where I feel too controlled. I blame computer systems for making managers micromanage every little thing to make the numbers work. I'm a human being, not a machine, and I don't take orders from machines. Pretty soon, though, that's exactly how it's going to be. Management is going to be computers and they'll tell you what and when to do your job. It's funny, because lately I've been thinking that I'm just like a drone, and then I get one for Xmas. Coincidence? I think not.
Sounds like you need to do something soon.
Also, what sort of drone did they give you?
A focus F1RC007 (http://drones.specout.com/l/1267/Force1RC-Focus-F1RC007) Don't know when I'm going to find the time to fool with it though.
I hope next year treats u a bit better. I've had some hellish jobs, and the only thing I've found that helps is a different job.
Thanks.
If there's a Chic Fil A or In N Out near you, I'd look into it. Their employees seem much happier than most ff employees. I know a friend who works at Shake Shack and got a trip to South Korea out of it. There seem to be ff joints that actually care. Ofc, there are other non-ff jobs that might serve you better.
Supposedly I'll be moving this year so...